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

"My godson will be home soon, and I'll have a seafood dinner tonight! I'm going to make it for my son myself!"

Wen Xinnuan looked like she was showing off her skills.

"I'll help!" Jing Jiaren directed the servants to send all the fish barrels to the kitchen, paused, and looked at Luo Lei who was standing dryly, "You two men can move freely."

"..."

"Let's play chess, Luo Lei, can you?"

"Wash the dishes if you lose!" Wen Xinnuan replied quickly.

"I will lose?!" Luo Lei was immediately dissatisfied.

Jing Jiaren then ordered the servant to get the chessboard and spread it on the coffee table in the living room: "Ximen Longting, he is a guest, you play two games of chess with him."

Ximen Longting raised his red eyes, and his eyes were filled with disgust like an emperor.

Although he didn't say a word, his whole body exuded resistance...

It seems to be contemptuous—you are qualified to play chess with me?

Jing Jiaren and the others quickly walked up to Ximen Longting, and slapped his puffed cheeks: "Show me some face?"

Only then did Ximen Longting respond mercifully through his teeth.

Luo Lei got angry and walked away.

Wen Xinnuan hurriedly grabbed him: "Luo Lei, why don't you just play with Mr. Ximen!"

"What do you think I am?"

"If you don't play, then I will live with the beauty tonight!" She took out her trump card.

Luo Lei's footsteps paused: "I'm playing, you will sleep with me tonight?"

"..."

"By the way, you still owe me one more time, idiot, don't try to deny it!" Luo Lei glared at her shrewdly.

Wen Xinnuan's face became distressed again. O(╯□╰)o

Luo Lei leaned down slightly, pointed at his own face, and wanted to imitate Jing Jiaren's pair.

"what?"

"You stupid!? Kiss me!"

"..." Wen Xinnuan shyly touched his cheek on tiptoe quickly, "Hurry up, Mr. Simon is waiting for you."

Luo Lei was very satisfied. Today's Wen Xinnuan is really good. If she is so good every time, he will be very happy.

"But it doesn't seem very fun to just wash the dishes. Only punishment can win or lose." Wen Xinnuan had a whim.

Jing Jiaren also agreed: "How do you want to punish?"

"I didn't expect it either."

Jing Jiaren's eyes fell on Wilson: "What good idea do you have?"

Wilson was like an encyclopedia, actively flipping through the files in his mind, his eyes lit up: "Yes, I remember that there is a punishment magic box, which the young master liked to play when he lived here, I don't know Is it still there, I will ask the servant to look for it."

"Punishment magic box, what is that?"

"It's just a box, and there are punishment cards in it. Whichever card is drawn, you have to act according to the instructions inside."

"Be careful!" Wen Xinnuan clapped her hands, "What do you think, beautiful woman?"

"I think it's good too." Jing Jiaren smiled, she was too confident in Ximen Longting's strength.

In this way, the two women happily reached a consensus, and the remaining two men...

The meeting of red eyes and blue eyes, the collision of fire and ice!

Ximen Longting was leaning on the sofa with his injuries, his slender legs crossed noblely, looking at the chess set that the servant had already laid.

A maid came with a baton, a silver stick with the shape of a finger pointing at the top.

In this way, Ximen BOSS can hold on the sofa without bending over, and can move the chess game with the baton.

"You two young masters, who will make the first move?" Wilson asked politely as the referee.