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

Ximen Longting's going out this time is naturally related to Jing Jiaren's "illness".

"Did you prepare this for me as a birthday present?" Ximen Longting asked in a low voice.It was obviously an impromptu idea on her part, and he wanted to know what she was really giving.

Jing Jiaren smiled: "It seems that you really can't help it."

It was he who said he would keep it until his birthday, and now he is the one who can't help it.

"Look. What is it?" He was really curious what she would give her.

Jing Jiaren opened the makeup cabinet and took out a beautiful crystal bottle.

The bottle contains nothing but baked cookies...

Ximen Longting was greatly disappointed: "You just give me biscuits as a birthday present?"

"This is not an ordinary biscuit. Look, I made it into the shape of a word." Jing Jiaren lifted the lid and took out one. "This one is 'raw'."

"..."

"Happy birthday has four words."

So, this woman is messing with this in the pastry room these days?

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, an inexplicable feeling surrounded his heart, it was a warm feeling.

"What else is there?"

"The 13 letters of happy birthday."

Ximen Longting: "..."

"Didn't you say that you like everything I make?!" Under such circumstances, the only things Jing Jiaren can make are biscuits.

"You can be more creative, like i love you."

"..." Jing Jiaren, "I don't know how to do such old-fashioned things."

"I don't think dirt. When will you make it for me?"

"Go ahead and make your spring and autumn dream! Wait 100 years for me to fall in love with you!" Jing Jiaren poured cold water on her.

Suddenly Ximen Longting frowned, took the bottle away, and took out a heart shape from it: "What is this?"

"Adornment made with extra butter..." Jing Jiaren changed the subject, "There are not only heart shapes, plum blossom shapes, and round shapes..."

"I just ask you what is this?"

"..."

"You made your heart for me to eat, didn't you?" He couldn't help the bad habit of teasing that could not be changed all the time.

Now Jing Jiaren will go crazy whenever she mentions something related to feelings: "If you don't like it, well, I'll keep it for myself!"

She was about to snatch the bottle coldly.This damned man will shine with a little sunshine, and open a dyeing room with a little paint!

How could Ximen Longting let her succeed: "I like it very much."

In fact, he wants something that can be preserved for a long time and is always with him, so that he can think about others when he sees it, and has more commemorative value.

The biscuits are gone...

Ximen Longting thought for a while, picked up the insider and ordered Wilson to prepare a sealed glass jar, and transferred all the biscuits into the sealed jar, as if preparing to store them all year round.

"Do you want to see my safe?" The CEO suddenly asked.

"Since you want me to see it so much, I'll take a look."

Ximen Longting took her to the study room next door connected to the bedroom, twisted a decorative birdcage, and the bookcase immediately separated to the two sides.

"Infrared inspection." The mechanical voice said without any emotion.

He walked over, the red light swept over him and let him go.

"Fingerprint check."

Ximen Longting pressed his palm against the wall where he put his palm.

"Retinal examination." A mechanical metal object like a telescope protruded.

After the triple check, the cipher device on the safe turned on the blue light: "Please enter the password." Ximen Longting's going out this time is naturally related to Jing Jiaren's "illness".

"Did you prepare this for me as a birthday present?" Ximen Longting asked in a low voice.It was obviously an impromptu idea on her part, and he wanted to know what she was really giving.

Jing Jiaren smiled: "It seems that you really can't help it."

It was he who said he would keep it until his birthday, and now he is the one who can't help it.

"Look. What is it?" He was really curious what she would give her.

Jing Jiaren opened the makeup cabinet and took out a beautiful crystal bottle.

The bottle contains nothing but baked cookies...

Ximen Longting was greatly disappointed: "You just give me biscuits as a birthday present?"

"This is not an ordinary biscuit. Look, I made it into the shape of a word." Jing Jiaren lifted the lid and took out one. "This one is 'raw'."

"..."

"Happy birthday has four words."

So, this woman is messing with this in the pastry room these days?

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, an inexplicable feeling surrounded his heart, it was a warm feeling.

"What else is there?"

"The 13 letters of happy birthday."

Ximen Longting: "..."

"Didn't you say that you like everything I make?!" Under such circumstances, the only things Jing Jiaren can make are biscuits.

"You can be more creative, like i love you."

"..." Jing Jiaren, "I don't know how to do such old-fashioned things."

"I don't think dirt. When will you make it for me?"

"Go ahead and make your spring and autumn dream! Wait 100 years for me to fall in love with you!" Jing Jiaren poured cold water on her.

Suddenly Ximen Longting frowned, took the bottle away, and took out a heart shape from it: "What is this?"

"Adornment made with extra butter..." Jing Jiaren changed the subject, "There are not only heart shapes, plum blossom shapes, and round shapes..."

"I just ask you what is this?"

"..."

"You made your heart for me to eat, didn't you?" He couldn't help the bad habit of teasing that could not be changed all the time.

Now Jing Jiaren will go crazy whenever she mentions something related to feelings: "If you don't like it, well, I'll keep it for myself!"

She was about to snatch the bottle coldly.This damned man will shine with a little sunshine, and open a dyeing room with a little paint!

How could Ximen Longting let her succeed: "I like it very much."

In fact, he wants something that can be preserved for a long time and is always with him, so that he can think about others when he sees it, and has more commemorative value.

The biscuits are gone...

Ximen Longting thought for a while, picked up the insider and ordered Wilson to prepare a sealed glass jar, and transferred all the biscuits into the sealed jar, as if preparing to store them all year round.

"Do you want to see my safe?" The CEO suddenly asked.

"Since you want me to see it so much, I'll take a look."

Ximen Longting took her to the study room next door connected to the bedroom, twisted a decorative birdcage, and the bookcase immediately separated to the two sides.

"Infrared inspection." The mechanical voice said without any emotion.

He walked over, the red light swept over him and let him go.

"Fingerprint check."

Ximen Longting pressed his palm against the wall where he put his palm.

"Retinal examination." A mechanical metal object like a telescope protruded.

After the triple check, the combination device on the safe turns on a blue light: "Please enter the combination."