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

"If you insist on taking the camera away, don't take photos with me in the future."

Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes slightly, and said with a half-smile, "You are not satisfied even if I take pictures of you, so don't ask me to take pictures in the future."

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened, his hand retracted, and he posed in a more handsome pose, staring at her coldly, with the posture of a king...

Jing Jiaren silently turned the camera away to take pictures of the flowers and plants in the glass hotel.

Ximen Longting posed for a while before the camera turned back, and shouted coldly: "Jing Jiao~ Wife!"

"what?"

"You fool me?!"

"No, it's not that you don't like me not taking pictures of you, so I won't take pictures." Jing Jiaren said with a smile.Why is she so wicked?I like to tease him every day, it's fun to see him angry.

"Shoot me now!"

"I don't want to shoot anymore..."

"Quick shot!"

"No... I want to shoot the most natural version of you. It's not fun to deliberately face the camera." Jing Jiaren smiled and blinked, her body was wrapped in his arms, and her back hit him hard On the hot chest.

Ximen Longting's familiar man's scent enveloped her, and her tall physique supported her like a mountain.

"Jing Jiaren, you are becoming more and more daring now!" Ximen Longting lowered his head, his voice was ruthless, he pinched her chin with one hand, his handsome face came from behind, and pressed her lips hard valve.

Rough palms naturally slipped in from the neckline of her wide pajamas, covering her soft skin and rubbing vigorously.

He thought of the feeling of covering her body last night, possessing her over and over again, the ups and downs...

The fiery desire~hope reacted immediately, and he lowered her firmly.

Jing Jiaren managed to break free from his kiss: "Ximen Longting, why don't you..."

Ximen Longting's red eyes were well versed, and he stared at her with desire and dissatisfaction: "What do you think?"

"Aren't you enough, how many times a day do you need?!"

"How many times is never enough!"

If she wasn't a pregnant woman, he wouldn't have to be a ninja all the time, taking care of her body after all the lingering.

Unfinished business...

Jing Jiaren pinched his cheeks, tiptoed slightly and kissed his forehead: "Okay, it's getting late, let's pack up and go back."

Ximen Longting gritted his teeth and hugged her: "You were born to torture me."

……

When the driver opened the door for Jing Jiaren, a few drops of rain fell on the back of her hand.

The servant on the side had already brought an umbrella to support her.

Jing Jiaren faintly felt that someone was watching her, and when she looked up, she saw a person standing on the castle tower.

The rain suddenly became heavier, and the figure standing on the tower was drenched by the rain, making it blurry and indistinct.

Jing Jiaren frowned...could it be him?

Leng Lintian was afraid that he would just leave without a sound, and that he might not see the last side, so he stood on the watchtower all night waiting for her to come back—?

Ximen Longting took off his clothes and put them on Jing Jiaren's shoulders, with one arm around her waist, staring coldly at the weather, yesterday was still full of stars, today it was pouring rain.

The sky suddenly became overcast, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

The rain was like needles piercing Leng Lintian's body. He stood there, his evil lips curled into a coldness.

It wasn't until he saw Jing Jiaren and Ximen Longting entering the castle that he came back to his senses and walked down from the top floor lightly.

Every step is like a mountain pressing down.