Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Jing Jiaren hugged him and buried him on his shoulder, tears flowed more and more, and finally she couldn't help crying out in grief...

She didn't know how long she had been crying, but Ximen Longting didn't move.

She felt that the light of the fire was getting weaker, and the torch in the vase seemed to burn very short, as if it was about to burn out.

There were rustling sounds all around again. Are those scorpions ready to move?

Jing Jiaren's spine shivered, because the smoke had disappeared a lot, and the fire had long been extinguished.

When the fire is also dimmed, will she and Ximen Longting become the scorpion's feast together?

don't want……

It was painful to die like that.

"Ximen Longting, you are so selfish." Jing Jiaren's shoulders were as heavy as a mountain, and she slowly pushed him away, leaning against the edge of the bed.

The weight was removed, and her shoulders seemed to fall apart.

Ximen Longting leaned against the edge of the bed as if he was asleep, his handsome face was perfect, his cheeks were dirty, his long eyelashes cast shadows...

Jing Jiaren's index finger touched his breath slightly, very weakly.

However, it is no different from death.

He didn't feel it anymore...

Jing Jiaren took out a tissue to wipe his face clean, smoothed his messy hair with fingers, and let him lean against him in a handsome posture.

"Ximen Longting, as I said, I will accompany you."

Her index finger stroked his eyebrows, nose, and flirtatious lips.Leaning over, he pressed a mark on his lips.

Jing Jiaren got up, picked up the torch, went to the wine tank, scooped up the wine with a spoon and poured it around.

The wine was poured on the ground, a batch of scorpions crawled over tentatively, and Jing Jiaren poured the fire on the ground.

boom!

The ignited fire instantly frightened the group of scorpions away.

Jing Jiaren poured wine around the room and lit the fire.

It is impossible for her to let these scorpions hurt Ximen Longting...

Even if he were to die, it would be the most handsome and complete way to die.

Flames were jumping from every corner of the secret room, and the red fire stained Jing Jiaren's eyes red. Her tears were still wet, and her exquisite and beautiful face had a kind of extreme demon.

Suddenly, Jing Jiaren saw a few scorpions crawling towards Ximen Longting while she was not paying attention.

"Go away, go away!"

Jing Jiaren directly reached out and swept the two scorpions from Ximen Longting's body to the ground, and immediately went up to the torch to force them back.

"Everyone go away..."

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and her whole body smelled strongly of alcohol.

"Don't touch him, no one else. Burn you to death!" She waved the spoon almost crazily, and spilled the wine wantonly.

The scorpion was forced out by the fire, fleeing on the ground full of flames, and the flames jumped up.

Ximen Longting lowered his head, and moved his fingers on the ground slightly——

"What are you doing?" a deep magnetic voice rang out.

Jing Jiaren's back stiffened, she turned her head in disbelief, and saw Ximen Longting staring at her with open eyes.

"You, are you awake?" She was very surprised, she let go of her hand, and the golden spoon fell to the ground.

Ximen Longting pressed the center of his eyebrows, and asked heavily: "Are you setting fire?"

Jing Jiaren was standing by the fire, she didn't seem to feel the heat of the flame at all, she looked at him with a smile: "I thought you wouldn't wake up."

"You want to burn us?"

"I thought you were dead..."

"How can I die if you keep arguing in my ears?" He braced himself up and stood up precariously.

The flames have surrounded them. The wooden tables, chairs, cabinets, and dressing table in the secret room are extremely easy to burn after being splashed with wine...