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

Leng Jiaren is a sleepy guy, she smiled happily when she saw the bed, Leng Lintian let her take a rest when she was sleepy, the next journey is still far away, otherwise Donggong Ziche would not have to go to the trouble of changing trains at this time.

They have to stay in the train for at least a few days, right?

Jing Jiaren sat down on the sofa, with a coffee table and a European-style teapot in front of her.

There was a knock on the door leading to carriage 3, and a train conductor in a neat uniform came in, carrying hot water, making tea for them, and brought some snacks.

"There is a dining area and a play area on the second floor. If you are bored, you can go to the second floor to have a look."

Jing Jiaren knew that this train was double-decker, and its huge body was astonishing when it came over.

"If you need anything, ring the service bell and I will come to provide service at any time." Before leaving, the conductor left them a "Train Guide".

Jing Jiaren rummaged through it boredly, the train in front was already full, and the pastry was delicious, she couldn't help but take a sip...

In an instant, he began to curse Donggong Ziche's restlessness and kindness in his heart.

If she had known earlier that she was going to change trains, she shouldn't have eaten so much before, and now her stomach is full.

In particular, there is a restaurant area in the "Train Guide", which is like a high-end restaurant, and basically has everything you want to eat.

Jing Jiaren's taste buds secreted, and she looked at her watch. The only consolation was that it was not time for meal yet.

"Lintian, this bed is so soft and comfortable." Leng Jiaren lay on the bed and called him comfortably, "Can you come over to sleep too?"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"We sat for so long before, don't you feel sore? Let me give you a massage."

Leng Jiaren yelled very naturally, as if she and Leng Lintian usually lived like this, without any intention of showing affection.

But the more this kind of affection, the more frustrating it is.

Jing Jiaren felt that this space was too much for her. She should just ask for an extra room.

"Lin Tian? What are you looking at?" Leng Jiaren urged.

Leng Lintian frowned and stood in front of the window looking at the scenery outside, and said lightly: "Go to sleep first."

"Oh." Leng Jiaren lay down disappointed and did not speak again.

Jing Jiaren took a tour of the carriage and found that there was also a separate bathroom and toilet. Although small, it was absolutely sufficient.

She hadn't showered for more than two days, and her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, so she rang the service bell for a change of clothes, intending to wash herself comfortably.

Soon the conductor came and brought a change of clothes, which were one-size-fits-all bathrobes.

"I'm sorry that there are no clothes that suit you. You can wear this first, and let us dry-clean the clothes you changed as soon as possible. You can change them back in a few hours."

Jing Jiaren took the bathrobe and clean towel: "Thank you."

Leng Lintian watched her walk into the bathroom and close the bathroom door...

There was her slender figure on the rubbing glass door. He picked up a glass of water and drank it like drinking wine. His ears were hot, as if he was a little drunk.

Then, Jing Jiaren in the bathroom closed the curtain, and that figure disappeared.

Leng Lintian's face froze, and he put down his teacup with a wry smile, did he really think too much!

……

Here, Gong Zihua was carefully placed on the bed, and the snow-white bed skirt set off the scars on his body even more shocking.

Dong Gongzi unbuttoned his coat and threw it aside, annoyed and distressed, his dark eyes painted on his body...