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

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "I agree."

Ximen Longying: "Brother!"

"Still betting or not?"

"Gambling," Ximen Longying held back her temper, "Anyway, I'm lucky today..."

This hand, for Ximen Longting's flush, it didn't go well. (For example, they are all spades, but the cards cannot be connected to 24679).

Obviously smaller than the last four.

The card that Ximen Longying got in his hand happened to be a straight, but it was not of the same suit.

Jing Jiaren didn't know how to play stud, so she asked in a low voice, "Is this big?"

"Not as big as you." He cast a wicked glance at the position of her chest.

Jing Jiaren frowned, damn it, what is he alluding to...

"Dirty." In a low voice.

"You're not dirty, how do you know what I'm talking about?" Ximen Longting looked back at her coldly, "You're clearly a slut, so don't pretend to be innocent."

Jing Jiaren spoke in a low voice, only two people could hear her.

However, Ximen Longting answered very loudly, so Ximen Longying and Leng Aofeng who were opposite could hear them clearly.

Ximen Longying smiled: "Don't talk about the bed affairs between your master and servant on the table."

"..."

"It's better not to work too hard for pregnant women, it will hurt your health!"

Jing Jiaren took a quick look at Leng Aofeng, her cheeks were flushed, she didn't know why the topic was brought here.

She got up and was about to leave when her wrist was pulled and she fell onto his lap.

Since she came back from running away, he hasn't hugged her and let her sit on his lap...

Such an intimate posture made his breath blow over.

He held the cards in one hand, and clasped her waist with the other: "The cards haven't been shown yet, where do you want to go?"

"..."

"Brother, what card do you have?" Ximen Longying didn't have a big hand, but it was a straight draw anyway, thinking that since he was so lucky, their cards should be worse than his own.

And she glanced at Jing Jiaren's breasts, it's a C cup, isn't it big?

"I'm straight." She stacked the cards.

"Big you." Ximen Longting also stacked cards.

Ximen Longying froze for a moment, her expression changed drastically.He said the card was smaller than Jing Jiaren, and now he said it was bigger than her...

She suddenly lowered her head and glanced at her proud twin peaks, she has an e-cup!Damn it!

What's more damning is that she actually lost this one, which means...

Jing Jiaren's eyes suddenly started to light up, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a very cheap, very cheap smile.

She has been in the mood for political Ximen Longying for a long time, and today she thought she would be punished, but she didn't expect such a good opportunity from heaven!

She stood up from Ximen Longting's arms, and was about to get the pen on the coffee table.

"Wait," Ximen Longying said with an unsteady expression, "change to a pen."

"Why? Didn't you bring this on a special trip?" Jing Jiaren deliberately emphasized the word "special trip".

Ximenlong's cherry blossoms shone brightly, and in an instant he thought——

If she insisted on changing the pen, Ximen Longting would definitely suspect that the pen was tricky.With Ximen Longting's personality, he will definitely fulfill the bet, and let Jing Jiaren paint her face with a brush. Maybe this bet doesn't count, and he will stop playing with the young master's temper.

Don't offend Ximen Longting!

Conversely think:

If Ximen Longying obediently allows her face to be painted, she will be able to draw Jing Jiaren again in the next round and get revenge!

Since the person who made the pen can make the pen contain special ingredients and leave it on the face for a week, there must be a way to help her get rid of it.

But Jing Jiaren...

Hahaha, ugly her for a week!