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

Ximen Longting held his breath, his body tensed up.

When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and out of tune: "I miss you. Beauty, I miss you...I miss you, I miss you, I miss you..."

A hoarse voice echoed in her ears over and over again.

Every time Jing Jiaren heard him calling her name, her whole body would turn numb.

"It's my fault, I didn't recognize you damn~ I was wrong." He moved carefully, "It won't happen in the future."

"You've promised before..."

"It really won't happen this time!"

He didn't doubt it before because he didn't expect that Leng Lintian would actually clone her. Now that he knows that there is a clone in this world, how could he recognize him again.

It's not fair to him—

Leng Lintian was able to recognize Jing Jiaren immediately because Leng Jiaren was originally created by Leng Lintian. He knew everything about Leng Jiaren and their differences.

Ximen Longting was the one who was kept in the dark from the beginning to the end.

"I really miss you……"

"Ah, uh."

Jing Jiaren grabbed his hand, she didn't expect him to penetrate so urgently, but his movements were always careful and slow, avoiding where she was injured.

"Do you feel how much I miss you?" He habitually leaned against her ear, exhaling his scent.Turn thoughts into actions.

Jing Jiaren bit her lip, his familiar possession almost made her cry...

I don't know why, but my heart is full of fullness and discomfort.

The rhythm of Ximen Longting, the weight of Ximen Longting, the temperature of Ximen Longting.

All this makes her greedy.

The fiery kiss went down between her brows, gently touching her gauze-covered nose and her small chin.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were blurred, and she almost forgot her original intention to seduce him...

"Ximen Longting, I'm in pain."

Ximen Longting froze: "I'm already very careful!"

The movements were slow and light, and he was about to suffocate to death!

"It's you who hurt me, I want to be on top."

"...Are you strong?"

"Well, I want to go up."

After changing her position, Ximen Longting supported her, but she pushed his hand away, refusing his assistance: "I'll do it myself."

"Jing Jiaren, don't twist your waist...I'll hit you if you strain a muscle!"

Jing Jiaren smiled, her cheeks were flushed, she seldom took this position, she was still jerky, spoiled by Ximen Longting, she couldn't do anything, even her kung fu in bed was very stiff.

"Ximen boss, are you comfortable?"

Ximen Longting glared at her, wanting to ~fire~burn~ his body.It's torture!But the torment that refuses to leave, the fatal torment!

She touches casually, and even kills him...

"Then, if you promise to let Leng Jiaren and the others go, I will make you so comfortable every day. We can make a promise!"

"Just relying on your skills?"

"I can learn... I'm a good student!" She just didn't study, would it be bad if she really went to study?

"No." He realized her purpose later, "You three-legged cat! Don't think you can change my mind!"

It is said that the man on the bed is fine~worm~upper brain!Anything will be promised.This set was very useful before, right?

"You really don't agree?"

"Not to be considered."

Jing Jiaren stopped moving and stopped for a long time. Although she was uncomfortable, it was not as uncomfortable as him.Look at Ximen Longting's face full of anger and urgency, his brows tightly frowned, the expression on the verge of exploding.

But she still wants to scratch him with her nails, and presses his chest with the other hand, which is getting more and more short of breath.

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