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

Put Jing Jiaren on the big bed, but she rolled onto the bed with her.

Jing Jiaren rode on him and beat him hard.

Her fists hit his face and chest densely, and Ximen Longting strangled her wrist coldly: "Jing Jiaren, that's enough. Don't pretend to be crazy by drinking."

Jing Jiaren's heart skipped a beat, did he see it?

"Are you born to torture me?" He sat up on the bed with his hair scratched into a chicken coop by her.

Wilson looked at Ximen Longting, the always high-spirited young master became so funny that he couldn't help laughing.

Ximen Longting really had enough trouble tonight: "Ask the kitchen to make a big bowl of hangover soup."

Wilson left, and just as Ximen Longting got up, Jing Jiaren kicked him on the back again.

The man staggered two steps forward and almost fell to the ground——

Fortunately, he stood firmly on his foot, otherwise he would have thrown himself on the ground, and the fall would have been ugly.

Ximen Longting turned around coldly, and began to wonder whether this woman was really drunk or fake drunk...

Jing Jiaren shook her feet and scratched messily on the bed: "It's so hot...thirsty...I want to drink...wine..."

She crawled and crawled to the bedside table, reaching for the water glass with her hands.

A big hand grabbed her wrist in time, and he suspected that she would hit him with a water glass.

"Don't move, or I will make you unable to move again."

Ximen Longting poured water over, helped her up, and prepared to feed her water.

Jing Jia turned over his hands, and the water glass poured wet onto his chest...

Ximen Longting lowered his eyes, quickly untied his tie, grabbed her hands, and tied them to the headpost of the bed.

Jing Jiaren shouted, "What are you doing, let me go!"

Ximen Longting took off her long stockings, caught her delicate feet together, and tied them up with stockings.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, and she stared at him drunkenly: "Let me go!"

I wonder in my heart, Ximen Longting doesn't have a bad taste, so let's take this opportunity to torture her...

"Stay here honestly and don't move. I'll put water on for you to take a bath."

He leaned over and wanted to kiss her tender lips——

Just now, she stirred up his passion with her messy movements.

Who knew, before she bent down, Jing Jiaren raised her feet and kicked him in the face.

Ximen Longting didn't stand firmly this time, and fell to the ground, his handsome face was kicked.

This is the first time in my life that I was kicked in the face by a woman!Still feet!

Ximen Longting said gloomily: "Woman, it's not honest to tie you up. Let's see how I will deal with you later."

The smell of alcohol on her body affected his "appetite", so after washing her off, he would enjoy it deliciously.

The corner of Ximen Longting's mouth curled into an unpredictable smile, and he got up and went to the bathroom to fill her with bath water.

Jing Jiaren's hands and feet were tied, and she moved her wrists vigorously, but she couldn't break free. She sighed...

But thinking of the revenge against Ximen Longting just now, it is really relieved.It's a pity that tranquility is not there.

Just as she was thinking, there was a knock on the door, Ning Jing opened it, followed by a servant carrying hangover soup.

"I heard that you are drunk. I made the hangover soup for you... This soup is not bad. I added special ingredients, you should like it." A gust of spring breeze blows.

The servant put the hangover soup on the bedside table.

Tranquility also came over: "Why did you get tied up? You must be too naughty."