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

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Boom—boom—boom—

Jing Jiaren fell asleep by the window with her head tilted in the drifting light. From time to time, her head lightly bumped against the coffin of the window, and one hand gently stretched out to wrap her shoulders around.

"Ximen Longting..."

Jing Jiaren whispered subconsciously, opened her eyes, and Leng Lintian sat beside her, watching her with gentle eyes. '

Jing Jiaren was startled and completely woke up from the dream.

She was on the underground train, and outside the window of the train was a dark, endless world.

This is the second time for her to come to the underground kingdom, but the last time she took the luxury train.But this time it was different, she boarded an ordinary train.

Opposite her, Leng Jiaren, who had the exact same face as her, was also sleepy, leaning against her long eyelashes and fast asleep.

The corner of Leng Lintian's mouth curled slightly: "Why, did you dream about him?"

Jing Jiaren shook her head: "I want to go to the bathroom."

Leng Lintian stood up gentlemanly, and gave her the passage to leave: "Be careful, don't walk around."

"I know."

Jing Jiaren's mind was muddled, and she did dream about Ximen Longting just now... Of course it wasn't a good dream, she ran away, and that man was naturally angry with all kinds of childish domineering, chasing her all the time in the dream.

Leng Lintian stared at Jing Jiaren's leaving back, turned his head, and the servants of the underground kingdom who followed them hurriedly followed Jing Jiaren.

The train is divided into sections, and the toilet is usually in the middle of the carriage.

Jing Jiaren's compartment is a VIP compartment, separated from ordinary display boxes by carved iron doors with locks.

Jing Jiaren just took a glance and found that the carriage over there was packed with people, even the middle of the aisle was full of people.

Compared with the emptiness of the VIP box, this side is too extravagant.

Jing Jiaren seemed to have entered a terrible world of hell, because every passenger in the common room was wearing a black hooded robe, which covered her whole body tightly. .

And one thing in common is that all these people are strangely silent, and no one makes a sound...

When the sound of Jing Jiaren's footsteps appeared, some heads even turned to stare at her in slow motion.

Jing Jiaren's back felt chills, they were like zombies, they seemed to break through the iron gate and rush towards her at any moment, which made her extremely insecure.

"Go in." The servant following behind opened the bathroom door, "I'll wait for you outside."

Jing Jiaren snapped back to her senses and walked into the bathroom.

The cramped bathroom has a very narrow space, the lights are dim, and a mirror carved with a skull hangs above the sink.

Just like a normal train, this toilet is only big enough for one person to squat down.

When she stood up to wash her hands, she saw herself in the skull mirror...

She has already put on a human skin mask, it is a relatively ordinary face, and she is wearing a servant's attire, which is the same attire as the servant who guarded her outside.

This time Leng Lintian insisted on bringing Leng Jiaren down and putting her on a human skin mask, probably because he was afraid that she would be in danger.

Originally, Leng Lintian didn't have to come down to take risks in person——

Jing Jiaren asked him to send a trustworthy subordinate, and he insisted on coming down because of his insistence!

Jing Jiaren turned on the bone-shaped switch, and the cobra's hovering water outlet spit out a thin stream of water.