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

What a joke, Jing Jiaren has never been afraid of such a terrifying person as Ximen Longting.

After taking dozens of photos, Jing Jiaren selected a few with particularly beautiful angles and artistic conceptions, and put them in the warm whosher (similar to WeChat and Michat).Once a photo is released, as long as the software is logged in on the phone, it will be notified like a text message.

"He uses this software very often, right?" Jing Jiaren confirmed repeatedly.

"Yes, he uses this software as the main communication in his work. Once you post it like this, he will definitely see it."

"That would be the best." Jing Jiaren pursed her lips in satisfaction, "He dares to bully you like this, I will help you get back your dignity with interest."

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The servant stayed outside, not knowing what Jing Jiaren and Wen Xinnuan were doing, but heard their vague chatter and laughter from time to time.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, a rich and romantic candlelight supper is prepared...

Wen Xinnuan was tired from filming, and when she saw that there was food, her already hungry stomach made her want to start immediately.

"Wait, the leading actor hasn't appeared yet."

"Protagonist?" Wen Xinnuan frowned.

"The bodyguards here are all strong and strong. Although they don't have good faces, they can use parts of their bodies. For example, chests and arms?" Jing Jiaren asked the servant to call all the bodyguards over for Wen Xinnuan to choose.

"please do not……"

"If you keep grinding, I'll pick it for you myself?"

"Beauty, I beg you, don't torture me like this..."

Jing Jiaren ordered: "You guys, take off all your shirts and let me see your muscles."

Wen Xinnuan hurriedly covered her eyes, and Jing Jiaren took her hand away: "Wen Xinnuan, it's okay to be shy, but it must be appropriate. Now is the best time to exercise you."

Wine Club.

The stern man held the goblet in his hand and drank red wine like whiskey.

His stomach no longer allowed him to drink hard alcohol, but his depressed mood really wanted to get drunk.

Wilson's cell phone rang, and at this time, the servant regularly reported what Jing Jiaren had done.

"Miss Jing and her friend stayed in the dressing room for a long time, just took a shower in the bathroom, and now they are preparing supper."

The phone was turned on with a loudspeaker, and the sound reached Ximen Longting's ears.

He snorted coldly, she still had mood makeup, bath and supper.

"How is Miss Jing feeling?"

"She is in a good mood, talking and laughing with Miss Wen..."

Ximen Longting frowned. From this moment on, he would leave this ruthless and cruel woman behind and do whatever he wanted to do.

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Colombia, likewise the bathroom.

The water in the wide bath is turbulent, and the bodies of men and women are tightly intertwined, creating a charming atmosphere.

The masculine back is tight and the golden ratio is perfect. With the undulating movements, the back stretches into a rigid and sharp line.

The woman under him tightly coiled his waist, panting deeply.

"Ugh...I can't stand it...it hurts..."

"pain?"

"Don't go...I like this kind of pain...ahah...ha...I want to give you my life..."

The man smiled coldly.The scarlet lips exuded a wild and cold viciousness.

"It turns out that you like this way. Next time we won't do foreplay, we will take you roughly, and then slowly grind your body out of the water."

The deep, magnetic voice is an invitation from hell.