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

"What are you here for?"

"Think it over, whether to be a servant or my personal lover." He smiled wickedly and strode forward.

"You can drink even a pregnant woman? It tastes so strong!" Jing Jiaren stepped back in disgust, "You don't know that you can't do that in the first three months of pregnancy, otherwise you will have a miscarriage and die?"

"I don't have to do that to you, you can use your hands instead." Leng Lintian raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it all right?"

Did he really have such a dirty idea?

"Dirty!" Jing Jiaren thought he was more disgusting than Ximen Longting.

"You haven't seen my filth and you're so nervous. When you do...what should I do?"

He walked in front of her with a relaxed face, and she had already retreated to the window.

"I warn you not to come."

"I want to know what's hiding behind you?"

"..."

"Hold out your hands and take a look."

Jing Jiaren flashed the knife sharply: "You force me to try again!"

Leng Lintian laughed lowly: "Where did you get the fruit knife? How can you hold such a sharp thing in your hand casually, so you won't be afraid of being cut?"

Saying that, I will reach out to take it.

"Stop!" Jing Jiaren swung the knife twice, "Knives don't have eyes, don't blame me if I stab you."

"Don't wave around, I'm afraid it will be bad if you stab yourself."

Jing Jiaren continued to wave, because he would come if he didn't wave.

Suddenly the palm slipped, the knife was thrown out, twirled in the air, and fell down again.

Jing Jiaren didn't have time to react, but Leng Lintian pulled her in time, and when the knife fell, it grazed her arm and scratched the tender skin.

There was a stabbing pain, and red blood flowed out, but luckily it was just scratched the skin.

Leng Lintian frowned: "I warned you not to wave around, this is all right, I've cut my hand."

"..."

Who did he think was responsible? It wasn't that he broke into her room in the middle of the night, she might cut herself?

He leaned over slightly, and suddenly his warm lips embraced her arm.

Jing Jiaren's whole body was like a lightning strike. Feeling that he was sucking her blood, she suddenly kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Leng Lintian withdrew and grabbed her ankle: "You are so dishonest while pregnant? Forgot what the doctor said? Are you afraid of falling and losing the child?"

Jing Jiaren hurriedly held down her skirt to avoid having a good time, and cursed angrily: "Bastard, let go of my feet!"

"It's best for pregnant women to maintain a good mood at all times, and don't be irritable and explosive." Leng Lintian put down her feet, and smiled with her lips drawn.

Jing Jiaren was so angry that she lost her mind and stretched out her fist to hit him in the face.

He stepped back and turned his face to the left.

Jing Jiaren hits to the left.

He dodges to the right again.

Jing Jiaren hit left, right, left, left, left, right, left, right, left, left, right, left, left.

Leng Lintian's movements are easy to handle, obviously he can make her casually, but he just wants to let her play with her, to see how she is furious when provoked.

And the more comfortable the expression on his face, the more Jing Jiaren was so angry that she couldn't control her emotions.

After fighting like this for a while, Jing Jiaren was exhausted——

"Huh..." She panted, leaning against the wall, her hair was soaked in sweat, her rosy cheeks were even more delicate and charming.

"What, no strength? Stop hitting?" Leng Lintian stood up leisurely, straightened his collar, and smiled handsomely.

Damn, she'd never wanted to beat someone up so much.It's even worse than Ximen Longting! "What are you doing here?"

"Think it over, whether to be a servant or my personal lover." He smiled wickedly and strode forward.

"You can drink even a pregnant woman? It tastes so strong!" Jing Jiaren stepped back in disgust, "You don't know that you can't do that in the first three months of pregnancy, otherwise you will have a miscarriage and die?"

"I don't have to do that to you, you can use your hands instead." Leng Lintian raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it all right?"

Did he really have such a dirty idea?

"Dirty!" Jing Jiaren thought he was more disgusting than Ximen Longting.

"You haven't seen my filth and you're so nervous. When you do...what should I do?"

He walked in front of her with a relaxed face, and she had already retreated to the window.

"I warn you not to come."

"I want to know what's hiding behind you?"

"..."

"Hold out your hands and take a look."

Jing Jiaren flashed the knife sharply: "You force me to try again!"

Leng Lintian laughed lowly: "Where did you get the fruit knife? How can you hold such a sharp thing in your hand casually, so you won't be afraid of being cut?"

Saying that, I will reach out to take it.

"Stop!" Jing Jiaren swung the knife twice, "Knives don't have eyes, don't blame me if I stab you."

"Don't wave around, I'm afraid it will be bad if you stab yourself."

Jing Jiaren continued to wave, because he would come if he didn't wave.

Suddenly the palm slipped, the knife was thrown out, twirled in the air, and fell down again.

Jing Jiaren didn't have time to react, but Leng Lintian pulled her in time, and when the knife fell, it grazed her arm and scratched the tender skin.

There was a stabbing pain, and red blood flowed out, but luckily it was just scratched the skin.

Leng Lintian frowned: "I warned you not to wave around, this is all right, I've cut my hand."

"..."

Who did he think was responsible? It wasn't that he broke into her room in the middle of the night, she might cut herself?

He leaned over slightly, and suddenly his warm lips embraced her arm.

Jing Jiaren's whole body was like a lightning strike. Feeling that he was sucking her blood, she suddenly kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Leng Lintian withdrew and grabbed her ankle: "You are so dishonest while pregnant? Forgot what the doctor said? Are you afraid of falling and losing the child?"

Jing Jiaren hurriedly held down her skirt to avoid having a good time, and cursed angrily: "Bastard, let go of my feet!"

"It's best for pregnant women to maintain a good mood at all times, and don't be irritable and explosive." Leng Lintian put down her feet, and smiled with her lips drawn.

Jing Jiaren was so angry that she lost her mind and stretched out her fist to hit him in the face.

He stepped back and turned his face to the left.

Jing Jiaren hits to the left.

He dodges to the right again.

Jing Jiaren hit left, right, left, left, left, right, left, right, left, left, right, left, left.

Leng Lintian's movements are easy to handle, obviously he can make her casually, but he just wants to let her play with her, to see how she is furious when provoked.

And the more comfortable the expression on his face, the more Jing Jiaren was so angry that she couldn't control her emotions.

After fighting like this for a while, Jing Jiaren was exhausted——

"Huh..." She panted, leaning against the wall, her hair was soaked in sweat, her rosy cheeks were even more delicate and charming.

"What, no strength? Stop hitting?" Leng Lintian stood up leisurely, straightened his collar, and smiled handsomely.

Damn, she'd never wanted to beat someone up so much.It's even worse than Ximen Longting!