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

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Leaving Leng Aofeng's room, Jing Jiaren was worried, so she called the doctor and questioned her carefully.

Leng Aofeng has a special physique, so the injury this time is not a problem for him... But if this knife hits Ximen Longting's body, she will have to cry and collect Ximen Longting's body.

To be honest, Jing Jiaren was really scared...

As for Ximen Longting, he was still angry at this moment, his face tensed and stiff.

Jing Jiaren drove away the doctor, sat on Ximen Longting's lap, pinched his chin: "Are you still angry?"

Ximen Longting opened his chin firmly, and stared at the distance with a tight line on the side of his face.

Jing Jiaren leaned on his chest: "I don't know when I will be controlled next time, and I don't know what to do. Can't you spend less time getting angry?"

Ximen Longting said sadly, "I'm not angry with others."

"I know, you are very polite to Leng Aofeng...you have worked very hard."

Ximen Longting clenched his fists: "I'm angry with myself!"

"..."

"It's useless to be angry at me. I can't do anything. How can I criticize you?" Ximen Longting also pinched her sharp chin, staring at the crown on her head, "Even if you want to enter the underground kingdom It should be me who caught the East Palace Dog."

Jing Jiaren shook her head: "Don't think about it, you just escaped from that devil's lair and want to go in? No one is allowed to go in."

It will be difficult for anyone who goes in again to get out, unless they find a way to lure Dong Gongzi out...

It's a pity that Dong Gongzi is so old and cunning, how could she leave her lair?

"From today onwards, all the daggers and guns in the house must be picked up. It is best to give me handcuffs." Jing Jiaren said seriously, "lock me in the room."

"Don't you hate being locked up the most and love freedom the most!?"

"But I'm more afraid of hurting you—what is freedom compared to you?"

Ximen Longting never forgets that Jing Jiaren abandoned his love for freedom.Now she offered to shut herself up.

There was substance flowing in his red eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I'm also transformed into a wolf, so you don't have to be afraid of hurting me."

"What did you say!?"

Ximen Longting held her hand and kissed her fingers habitually, one by one: "As long as you inject a potion, I can do anything that Leng Aofeng can do!"

"Are you crazy?"

"I see that he is living very well now, and there are no side effects! His skills have improved a lot!"

Jing Jiaren held his face: "Be sober, a good person is not suitable, you want to be a wolf?"

"What's wrong with wolves?" Ximen Longting's red eyes revealed a wolfish light, "Wolves at least eat meat, which is better than a beaten calf!"

"..."

"I don't want to be a worthless calf."

"Sun's joke, why do you take it seriously?" Jing Jiaren was a little anxious, "No, how much hardship did Leng Aofeng suffer when he turned into a wolf? I watched him transform in pain with my own eyes, as if his bones were re-struck and reborn..."

"For you, why have I suffered so much?" Still afraid of becoming a wolf?

"But the potion is uncertain, it may become a wolf and cannot return, and it may fail! Leng Aofeng is an exception!"

"What he can do, so can I. Why is he the only exception?"

Jing Jiaren stared at his red eyes with an expression on the verge of tears: "Are you serious?"