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

Who can suffer more than he has suffered? !

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bedroom.

Palace-style lamps are matched with Rococo-style dressing table, classical bedside buds ~ silk curtains, countless classical-style decorations on the shelf, such as some small European sculptures, and a baroque oil painting on the wall. Thick and thick.

On the intricately patterned carpet, Luo Lei was held down by a doctor, and more than a dozen doctors pressed his body together, clamping him tightly, like tying up a pit bull!

The cold liquid medicine was injected into his body, and he was given a tranquilizer first.

Luo Lei's restless body slowly calmed down, and he closed his eyes.

He was carried back to the bed and put on an infusion bag.

The potion only had a sedative effect of 2 hours, so Ji Ziang sent countless bodyguards to the room, guarding the door like guards.

With Luo Lei's current combat index, it is more than enough to send only 10 mid-level bodyguards.

The infusion bag injected Luo Lei with a lot of physical strength, and he kept having nightmares in his sleep.

The servant sat by the bed, filled a silver basin with water, and scrubbed his body.

The bloodstains were clear, and Luo Lei's sleeping face was handsome and straight——

Although this is a human skin mask.

There was a strong smell of blood in the room. Although they were all flesh and blood wounds, Luo Lei couldn't be sure.

Compared with the oppressive and heavy atmosphere in the room, the sun is shining outside.

This is the first sunny day in days.

The sun shone on the slowly melting snow, which was particularly sunny.

In the garden next to the glass greenhouse, the European-style white pavilion is full of various snacks.

The violin band played.

The taste of fine wine and champagne evaporates in the space...

Ji's family mobilized more than a dozen maids to play tag together, and this time it was Ximen Longting's turn, with purple buds~ribbons on his eyes.

Jing Jiaren was among the maids, and she was also wearing maid clothes.

A purple bottom group, a white ruffled apron, and a headband of the same style.

Wen Xinnuan was dressed the same as her, swept away her usual cheerfulness, sat at the table a little sullenly, and slammed food.

The little guy SUN is the big devil who shuttles among a bunch of maids.

He would playfully push the servant into Ximen Longting's arms.

Damn, none of these women who threw themselves into my arms were not her——

When Ximen Longting touched his hand a little, he would immediately throw it far away.

"Ximen Longting, I'm here." Jing Jiaren sometimes made a wrong guiding voice.

For example, as soon as he finished yelling, he quickly ran to the other side, watching Ximen Longting rushing up to nothing, his frustrated and angry look!

"Jing Jiaren, don't give me too much pride!"

"..."

"If I catch you, you will die!"

"Durian man is so stupid!" (~￣(OO)￣)ブSUN put his hands on his hips, "Just now SUN found the queen with great difficulty!"

Damn, this kid suddenly pretended to fall and screamed on the ground.

Jing Jiaren went up to see if he was injured, but he hugged his feet and said, "I got it, I got it, the queen got it!"

"If the durian man can't beat you, then tonight you will obediently admit defeat and give up the queen to SUN!"

"Young master Ximen, don't push me, ouch!"

"Get out of here, don't make trouble!" Ximen Longting coldly caught a maid in the air, no doubt it was pushed by SUN again.

Without stopping for a second, the maid was thrown out.

Such a naive game of catching people, staged on Ximen Longting, no matter how you look at it, it's so lewd~ extravagant.