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

"I never regarded you as mentally retarded. On the contrary, you are very smart and the woman I am most uncertain about. Of course, it turns out that Leng Lintian did not decide on you either."

"..."

"Does the ear still hurt?" He suddenly changed the topic and kissed her earlobe.

After such a long time, the ears have long since recovered.

Being so cared for, Jing Jiaren's heart was stabbed suddenly: "I'm only asking hypocritically now, why did you go so long ago?"

"Caring for you in my heart."

"I bother!"

"I can see every part of you, up and down," he said coldly, "you are fine, you live a very nourishing life."

"is it?"

"At least it's more moist than mine." He licked her ear punishingly, "Look at how I was tortured by you? If you cut my ear back, you will be relieved, and I will let you cut it."

"Compared to cutting your ears, I want to take out your heart to see." Jing Jiaren pushed him away, and smiled contemptuously, "Can you take it out and prove it to me?"

Ximen Longting smiled...

In the warm light, his red eyes flashed darkly, and he smiled extremely coquettishly: "Why not, as long as you dare to give me a dagger. I will naturally take out my heart and offer it to you with both hands."

"..."

"Or you dare not give it?"

Jing Jiaren frowned and stared at him fiercely.

Ximen Longting magnetic voice: "You dare not, you are afraid of my death, because you are in love with me. Jing Jiaren, I thought you were very strong, but now I realize that you are a coward who dare not even admit love."

"You are an arrogant ghost who lives in your own fantasy every day!" Jing Jiaren retorted loudly, "Why do you have that confidence that I can fall in love with you? How can I love a devil like you? I don't love you, Ximen Long Ting, I'm disgusted that you don't even have time, I don't love you!"

Ximen Longting said softly, "If you don't love me, why don't you want me to die?"

Jing Jiaren walked to the coffee table and took out a fruit knife from the fruit plate.

This is what Ximen Longting forced her to——

If she doesn't give him the knife, he will force her to admit that she loves him.

She won't admit it, and she won't admit it even if she dies.

The gleaming dagger was coldly thrown on Ximen Longting's bedside: "Ximen Longting, whether you die or not has nothing to do with me."

Ximen Longting lowered his eyes, looking at the knife.

"Let me clarify again, I saved you only because of my principles..."

The slender hand picked up the dagger.

Jing Jiaren's heart seemed to be pinched, he won't come for real, right?Why bother?

Ximen Longting turned his hands over, and the blade pointed at his chest.

He stroked his chest coldly: "Here, my heart is here."

Jing Jiaren's heart seemed to be held by his hand, and she lost her mind for a moment.

"Je t'aime (I love you in French)."

"what do you want to do--"

"Don't you want to see my heart?" He smiled coldly, "Only when I show my heart will you believe my sincerity. I am willing to try."

"Neuropathy!"

"But the beauty... Take it out, maybe there is no way to put it back." His eyes flashed with a strange light, as if he was betting on how much Jing Jiaren cared about him.

"Then I want to remind you in advance how stupid your approach is. Even if I take it out, I will throw it away... Be careful not to stain my bed sheets with your blood." Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, trying her best to keep her expression indifferent hard.

I hope that Ximen Longting will give up because of this.