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

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Night fell quietly.

Everyone in the Jing family knew what was going to happen tonight, so they began to prepare tacitly...

Super fun sexy lace pajamas, incense that helps the atmosphere, cleaning supplies after sex, has a bactericidal effect.

We also prepare flower petal milk bath, romantic candlelight...

Of course, this is what Jing Huatian ordered.

Although, he was helping them achieve good things with a dripping heart, but in the current situation, as a man, he understood that Ximen Longting was most interested in Jing Jiaren when his daughter couldn't intervene at all.

Everything is ready, only the host is missing.

Ximen Longting was busy in the study all the time, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, he didn't return to his room until ten o'clock in the evening.

During this period, everyone in the Jing family waited in the hall, as if this was a matter of life and death.

Until Ximen Longting entered the master room——

Ximen Longting seemed to have relieved a heavy burden: "It's getting late, everyone goes back to their rooms to rest."

"..."

"Meilin, everyone is going to rest, why are you still sitting?"

Jing Meilin's eyes turned red, and she suddenly threw herself into his arms: "Dad, how could you prepare these for them, how could you treat me like this..."

They all believed in their hearts that Ximen Longting and Jing Jiaren would definitely have sex tonight, and more than once.

In fact--

Wilson opened the door for the owner, and immediately a wave of heat rushed over.

The doors and windows of the entire room are all closed, and the air conditioner is turned on to a very high level!

In this kind of weather, it was already stuffy, and with the heat turned on, the room was as hot as a big steamer.

The small figure was curled up on the bed, covered with a quilt, wriggling uncomfortably in the heat.

Ximen Longting frowned: "What's going on?"

Damn woman, what tricks is she playing again.

Walking to the bed in a few strides, she threw off her quilt. Her clothes were drenched with sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water. Her hair was wet, but her complexion was frighteningly pale.

"hot……"

"Jing Jiaren."

"So hot……"

"Woman, wake up." Ximen Longting grabbed her shoulders and shook her vigorously.

Jing Jiaren seemed completely unconscious, murmuring in a daze, her lips were blue with dryness.

She was so hot, as if she was being burned by fire in hell.

It's hot and hard...

Wilson quickly opened all the windows to ventilate the air, and turned down the heat of the air conditioner to cool it down.

"Turn off the air conditioner." Ximen Longting said coldly, "Her body can't take it."

Hot and cold, especially when she's sweating, she's prone to getting sick.

Wilson came over and took a look: "Master, does she seem to be sick?"

Ximen Longting reached out and touched his forehead, sure enough, it was scorchingly hot!

"I'm going to call the doctor." Wilson hurried downstairs and informed Jing Huatian.

"Ill?" Jing Meilin, who was sad, froze, surprised in her heart, "How could Hao Duanduan get sick?"

The disease was infected by Jing Jiaren's wound...

She ignored the doctor's dissuasion, wrapped the wound with a cloth to keep the wound from ventilation, and locked herself in a stuffy room.The skin has been sweating, soaking the wound, bringing bacteria, coupled with airtightness, aggravating the infection of the wound.

When the doctor untied the cloth strip from Jing Jiaren's hand, he found that her wound had started to fester...