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

"I'm thinking about your safety."

"You don't believe me at all!"

She suddenly asked him to teach her how to shoot, of course he would think too much.

Jing Jiaren fired two more shots in succession.

Ximen Longting clutched his chest, showing pain, and was about to fall to the ground.

Jing Jiaren was taken aback, even though it was a fake bullet, it would still hurt to hit it at such a close range.She bit her lower lip fiercely, clutching the pistol for a while, she was at a loss, her face looked a little guilty.

Suddenly, with a big palm, she was hugged into his arms.

The man rolled his hands with an evil smile: "Don't worry, it's like you are tickling me, it doesn't hurt at all."

"You lied to me?!"

"I want to see how nervous you are about me." Ximen Longting probed deeply into her: "Are you worried about me?"

"I do not have!"

"Little liar, your worries are written all over your face, and you are still stubborn!"

"I said no!"

"Would you like to take a mirror for you?"

"I said no more!"

Ximen Longting stared at her affectionately: "Don't lie to yourself anymore, you are already tempted by me! No matter how you hide, you can't escape my eyes!"

The crimson pupils seemed to have the power to penetrate her thoughts.

Jing Jiaren's heart suddenly stopped, like a thief caught on the spot, it began to beat rapidly.

Her mind was blank, and the man's handsome face was pressing down to kiss her.

In fact, he didn't confirm her emotions at all. This woman was clearly standing in front of him, within reach, but he felt that he would never be able to touch her.

She was like a mystery, confusing his reason and thinking, making him unable to discern his direction, and losing the wisdom and calmness that he should have.

She turned him from the proud son of heaven into the most ordinary man.A man longing to be loved.

He forced her to admit that she loved him, and he would only believe it if she said it herself.

【love me. 】

【Jing Jiaren, you must love me! 】

His eyes, breath, expression, every cell in his body, and the muscles in his arms are all asking for love from her.

This overbearing way of demanding will only scare people away.

Jing Jiaren slammed his face away and pushed him hard.He hugged her brutally, and she elbowed him in the chest.

"Let go of me! Otherwise, I'll be rude!"

"Beauty, I am the only one who loves you the most in this world."

"How much does it hurt?" Jing Jiaren slapped her while struggling, and asked, "Does it hurt that much?"

Ximen Longting was stunned for three seconds: "Yes."

Jing Jiaren kicked him fiercely: "Does it hurt so much?"

Ximen Longting: "It hurts even more."

Jing Jiaren raised her pistol, and the muzzle of the black hole pressed against his forehead: "Does it hurt to death?"

Ximen Longting: "It hurts like hell..."

"Then go to hell!" Jing Jiaren pulled the wrench!

Ximen Longting's brain was throbbing with pain, this blow really tasted the pain, and he rubbed his head.

Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to get out of his embrace, stepped back a few steps, and stared at him with vigilance all over her body: "You play me like this, fool me, and expect me to care about you and love you? Oh, Master Ximen, I hate You are too late."

The word disgust pierced his chest.

"Do you know what is the most basic thing in love? Trust?" Jing Jiaren said harshly, "We don't even have the most basic thing, so don't insult the word love every day, it's disgusting, okay?"

Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes: "How do you think I trust you?"

"Give me a pistol." "I'm looking out for your safety."

"You don't believe me at all!"

She suddenly asked him to teach her how to shoot, of course he would think too much.

Jing Jiaren fired two more shots in succession.

Ximen Longting clutched his chest, showing pain, and was about to fall to the ground.

Jing Jiaren was taken aback, even though it was a fake bullet, it would still hurt to hit it at such a close range.She bit her lower lip fiercely, clutching the pistol for a while, she was at a loss, her face looked a little guilty.

Suddenly, with a big palm, she was hugged into his arms.

The man rolled his hands with an evil smile: "Don't worry, it's like you are tickling me, it doesn't hurt at all."

"You lied to me?!"

"I want to see how nervous you are about me." Ximen Longting probed deeply into her: "Are you worried about me?"

"I do not have!"

"Little liar, your worries are written all over your face, and you are still stubborn!"

"I said no!"

"Would you like to take a mirror for you?"

"I said no more!"

Ximen Longting stared at her affectionately: "Don't lie to yourself anymore, you are already tempted by me! No matter how you hide, you can't escape my eyes!"

The crimson pupils seemed to have the power to penetrate her thoughts.

Jing Jiaren's heart suddenly stopped, like a thief caught on the spot, it began to beat rapidly.

Her mind was blank, and the man's handsome face was pressing down to kiss her.

In fact, he didn't confirm her emotions at all. This woman was clearly standing in front of him, within reach, but he felt that he would never be able to touch her.

She was like a mystery, confusing his reason and thinking, making him unable to discern his direction, and losing the wisdom and calmness that he should have.

She turned him from the proud son of heaven into the most ordinary man.A man longing to be loved.

He forced her to admit that she loved him, and he would only believe it if she said it herself.

【love me. 】

【Jing Jiaren, you must love me! 】

His eyes, breath, expression, every cell in his body, and the muscles in his arms are all asking for love from her.

This overbearing way of demanding will only scare people away.

Jing Jiaren slammed his face away and pushed him hard.He hugged her brutally, and she elbowed him in the chest.

"Let go of me! Otherwise, I'll be rude!"

"Beauty, I am the only one who loves you the most in this world."

"How much does it hurt?" Jing Jiaren slapped her while struggling, and asked, "Does it hurt that much?"

Ximen Longting was stunned for three seconds: "Yes."

Jing Jiaren kicked him fiercely: "Does it hurt so much?"

Ximen Longting: "It hurts even more."

Jing Jiaren raised her pistol, and the muzzle of the black hole pressed against his forehead: "Does it hurt to death?"

Ximen Longting: "It hurts like hell..."

"Then go to hell!" Jing Jiaren pulled the wrench!

Ximen Longting's brain was throbbing with pain, this blow really tasted the pain, and he rubbed his head.

Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to get out of his embrace, stepped back a few steps, and stared at him with vigilance all over her body: "You play me like this, fool me, and expect me to care about you and love you? Oh, Master Ximen, I hate You are too late."

The word disgust pierced his chest.

"Do you know what is the most basic thing in love? Trust?" Jing Jiaren said harshly, "We don't even have the most basic thing, so don't insult the word love every day, it's disgusting, okay?"

Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes: "How do you think I trust you?"

"Give me a pistol."