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

She could basically think of his lines, drank a glass of milk gracefully, and waited indifferently for him to come over.

Sure enough, Ximen Longting stared at her fiercely and showed his power:

"Jing Jiaren, very good, you are really good!"

"..."

"I spoil you so much, you will become more and more capable!"

Meng Kui stared at him wide-eyed. If she were her, she wouldn't be able to hold a man with the personality of Young Master. If he yelled a few words, she would be so frightened that she would kneel on the ground and beg him.

Jing Jiaren still sat still as a mountain, and smiled lightly: "Why are you so angry so early in the morning?!"

"If you don't dare to chase me, you have to accept the most terrible consequences!"

The most terrible - what is the consequence?

Mengkui imagined in her heart, the young master will not be violent at home, right?He must be reluctant to beat a beautiful woman.

Jing Jiaren still smiled calmly: "Sit."

"Please please me now, it's too late!"

"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren softened her voice, "I feel very hungry."

"You won't eat when you're hungry!?"

"You feed me."

"..."

"Otherwise I won't have an appetite for breakfast." Jing Jiaren built a ladder for him.

Ximen Longting's face was dark, and he was silent for a few seconds. He pulled the chair away and sat down, picked up the tweezers and began to pick up the food.

The dull and heavy voice asked: "What kind of food do you want to eat?!"

"Chinese style, bring more fried dough sticks and spring rolls, I haven't eaten for a long time."

This is the breakfast prepared by Leng Lintian. There are varieties from all countries, and there are fried dough sticks and soy milk. It is really friendly to the people.

"This is getting angry, eat less." Ximen Longting brought a pancake with various nutritious meats in it.

It was clear that the gunpowder was still filled with smoke just now, as if a world war would happen at any moment in the next second.

At this moment, the two couples had a good time together.

Meng Kui was amazed, Jian Chenche had already put the cut meat on her plate: "Why don't you eat it?"

Meng Kui regained consciousness——

In this world, one thing descends from another. Everything has its own rules and modes of survival.

In layman's terms, a pot with a lid.Master Ximen and Jing Jiaren are really a perfect match.

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On the big bed, Su Shijie was lying half-lying, his cheeks were slightly flushed, but his lips were dry and pale, which was a sign of high fever.

All the servants in the Su residence were so busy that they were going crazy.

Aunt Li was also in a hurry, the doctor called a row and squeezed in front of Su Shijie's bed...

Chanel didn't think it was a high fever, as if Su Shijie was going to die soon.

Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

Aunt Li glared at her: "If the diagnosis is wrong, the young master is not just a normal high fever, but has other diseases... What should I do?"

The odds are the same as winning the lottery.

However, Su Shijie's status is dignified, and he is a god-like existence in the hearts of these servants, which is not surprising after thinking about it.

Several doctors checked one by one and discussed with each other. After confirming that it was just a fever, everyone was relieved.

Several doctors started dispensing medicine.

Lying on the bed, Su Shijie said to Chanel who was about to leave quietly: "Xiner, bring the water."

Chanel's back stiffened, and a servant was taking a glass of water and bringing it to the bed.

Hearing Su Shijie's voice, the servant immediately stopped and turned to look at Chanel.

"Isn't someone taking care of you?"

"Bring it here!" Su Shijie frowned.

Chanel pursed her lips, pretending not to hear, and wanted to leave...