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

In the evening, the servant received the news that Ximen Longting was going to move to the side bedroom connected to the master bedroom.

The original door between the master bedroom and the side bedroom is no longer used, and the bookcase is blocked, so the bookcase is specially removed at this moment.Because tonight, there will be a good scene in the master bedroom.

For dinner that day, the bottle of red wine was naturally brought to the table.

Wen Xinnuan also wanted to try a cup, but was rejected!

Luo Lei satirized coldly: "Just because of your status, you can drink this wine?"

Wen Xin warmly said: "Why haven't you left yet? How long are you going to stay here? Your Lilith is at home alone, aren't you afraid that she will be lonely?"

"Is she lonely or not, are you worried?"

He wouldn't have stayed in this castle if his hip hadn't been hurt and the car was bumpy and painful.

Damn woman, don't even think about who did this.

Leng Lintian and Jing Jiaren each had a glass, he tossed his glass and touched Jing Jiaren's wine glass.

Jing Jiaren took a sip and asked Wen Xinnuan, "How does it taste?"

"It's no different from ordinary wine. If you want to drink, I'll let you drink it."

"I'm just joking—" Wen Xinnuan also has his own backbone, "How could I drink something from this kind of person? I don't know if he hides under his butt every day, does he have germs?"

"..."

"When I smell it, it's just an indescribable stench!"

Luo Lei's foot stomped on Wen Xinnuan under the dining table.

His feet were so hard that it hurt to step on them. Wen Xinnuan couldn't help but kicked his calf hard.Then, the pain was like kicking a stone...

Jing Jiaren smiled: "Are you really not going to drink?"

Wen Xinnuan: "I won't drink even if I die."

"Actually, it's nothing special, just the taste of ordinary red wine." Jing Jiaren shook her head, really not believing that the wine was as valuable as Luo Lei said.Although she has no research on wine, the taste is not mellow.

Leng Lintian touched her glass again: "You have another drink."

Jing Jiaren took another big sip and tasted it, her cheeks gradually turned rosy, and her head began to feel dizzy.

It's just red wine, how could it have such a strong stamina?Is this wine really different?

Leng Lintian filled her another cup.

After two glasses of wine, Jing Jiaren was already floating, and she almost couldn't even see the food clearly.

She pressed her head and shook her eyes: "I'm so dizzy."

"Why, are you uncomfortable? I'll help you up to rest." Leng Lintian immediately came to help her, but Jing Jiaren wanted to push her away, but her body was weak.

The crystal lamp seemed to suddenly become very low, shining above Leng Lintian's head.

Her legs are weak, and she has a lot of alcohol, and she hasn't tried to get drunk for a long time.

Leng Lintian hugged her horizontally: "Little thing, do you drink so little?"

But he was wondering in his heart, what exactly did Luo Lei add to the wine, even his capacity for drinking was a bit erratic after a glass, and his whole body became hot and dry.

Fortunately, he can drink better than Jing Jiaren, and he doesn't drink too much.

Kicking open the door of the master bedroom, Leng Lintian put the intoxicated woman on the big soft bed, couldn't help but parted her bangs and kissed her.

After they got married, they had been in separate rooms, and today they were finally able to carry her into this room, this big bed!

An unbearable excitement rose in his body, he had never wanted a woman so eagerly...

I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine in the wine, or Jing Jiaren is particularly beautiful and charming tonight.

He is hard.