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

"Sun is freezing to death! The queen is woo woo woo... Your baby is about to freeze to death in the dungeon..."

There were blue veins on Ximen Longting's forehead, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Where are you, queen, your baby is cold and hungry, unable to recover... If you come late, you will be tortured to death by the old man..."

As SUN said, he fell to the ground, curled up and trembling.

The tall figure of Ximen Longting stood upright, his eyes filled with a haze of ice and snow.

Pretend, pretend hard for me!

Lift your foot and go again——

"Wow!" SUN wailed, "SUN is only a 5-year-old baby, with low resistance, so weak that he died after being frozen for 2 hours... Sneeze..."

Ximen Longting stepped on the stone steps and gritted his teeth abruptly.

"Bring this kid out to me."

"Yes, sir."

Several guards took out their keys, ready to open the door and take SUN out.

SUN, who was still lying on the grass with shivering calves, got up flexibly, crawled, and threw himself into Ximen Fenglie's arms, hugging Ximen Fenglie with four legs like an octopus.

Ximen Fenglie lowered his eyes lightly, resting his mind.

The wounds all over his body were scratched and touched by this kid, he frowned and endured the pain.

SUN put his arms around Ximen Fenglie, and entangled his little feet: "SUN will not leave grandpa, SUN will stay with grandpa."

The guards tried to separate them, only to touch SUN's small arms and legs...

He is like a dog whose tail has been trampled off, barking more terrifyingly than anything else!

"Ah! Ah! SUN's hand is broken!"

"Broken foot!"

"It hurts!!!!!"

The little guy's hands and feet were tightly wrapped, and several guards couldn't separate him, and he was really afraid that he would break him with great force.

It can be seen that the young master still cares about the young master... How dare the guards dare to be rough.

"SUN feels bad all over, dizzy, stomach hurts, and nausea..."

SUN hung on Ximen Fenglie's shoulders, thinking about it all the time.

Ximen Fenglie looked at the naked child who was hugging him all over the body, and he lowered his eyes: "Go and put on your clothes."

"No wear, no wear."

"Put it on!"

"Don't wear it if you kill it, don't wear it!"

"Simon Weilin!"

"It's useless to call me grandpa!"

Here, Ximen Longting strode over. The guard opened the door and saw Ximen Longting bending over to come in. He looked down at Master Ximen. His hands and feet were chained and he couldn't move.

The corner of his mouth curled up coldly: "Old man, you also have today."

The joy of revenge flashed across Ximen Longting, he took off his thin coat and covered SUN's head, reaching out to hug him.

"No, no! Don't touch SUN! If you want to let go, let go of Grandpa together!" SUN hugged tightly.

But Ximen Longting knew how much force he had to exert, he was not merciful like those guards, even if he screamed like a pig, he still broke his hand.

How much strength can a 5-year-old child have?

Ximen Longting easily broke off this piece of brown sugar and pressed it into his arms.

SUN struggled and twisted desperately, watching helplessly that he was carried out of the prison by Ximen Longting.

"Grandpa...Sun wants grandpa..." SUN stretched out his little hand from Ximen Longting's shoulder, and cried out in grief.

Ximen Fenglie's eyelashes were lightly knocked down, and there was a trace of grief on his rigid face.