"The necklace is beautiful." He suddenly complimented.

Jing Jiaren lowered her head and couldn't help touching the cold swan, this gem was too dazzling for anyone to ignore.

Jing Jiaren felt that this gem was like Simon Longting's eyes - watching her anytime and anywhere, as long as she saw it, she would remember his existence.

At this time, a soft call sounded: "Miss Jing." ”

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses and saw two servants running towards her.

"Miss Jing, the young master is looking for you."

Jing Jiaren frowned, and found that it had been more than 30 minutes as he said. Damn, this man is really haunted......

I had to follow the servant and go back.

Jing You Wenrun smiled and said: "Since you were a child, your personality has been very unique, and you can't see it in the eyes of ordinary boys. ”

Jing Jiaren also smiled: "Are you indirectly saying that I am arrogant?" ”

"You're really arrogant," Jing You was very curious, "I really want to see what a man you like is like?" ”

Jing Jia's heart sank, she knew Shang Yanxuan after Jing You moved, and he naturally didn't know her part of Aiqing. And Simon Longting ......

"Tell me, what kind of man is he?"

"He's a hard guy to get along with."

“……？”

"You'll know when the time comes."

When she arrived at the gate of the manor, Wilson personally stood at the door and waited for her, her face was not hoode: "Miss Jing, the young master is waiting for you." ”

"I see, I'll go over now." Jing Jiaren frowned, and after saying goodbye to Jing You, she angrily followed Wilson away.

Looking at her departing back, not happy, Jing You's eyes were deep and elusively flashing.

At this moment, I felt a sharp light coming from high in the sky.

Sharper than a sword, it seemed to pierce the air and stab him.

Jing You raised his head slightly and saw an awe-inspiring figure standing on the terrace on the third floor.

With the light on his back, he couldn't see his face clearly, but his tall and handsome figure exuded a powerful aura all over his body.

Everything is a warning: stay away from his woman.

……

The living room was lit in a warm yellow light, there was no one on the bed, and a black figure was evident by the window.

Jing Jiaren was pushed in by Wilson, and the door quickly closed behind her.

She was stumbled by this, so disrespected, and in a terrible mood.

She was sure that the people on the terrace had heard the movement she had entered, but he didn't make the slightest move. He had called her, but what was going on?

The illness is not cured yet, why not lie on the bed and hang the potion, what do you do on the terrace?

A cold and unhappy voice sounded from the terrace: "Come here." ”

The voice was gloomy, wrapped in a gust of wind blowing, which sent chills down people's backs.

However, Jing Jiaren is scared from time to time!

Presumably she didn't keep the time and provoked him again?

Jing Jiaren raised the corners of her mouth mockingly, and walked over slowly.

On the terrace, Ximen Longting leaned against the railing, with a glass of red wine in his hand, and the expression on his face was cloudy.

Before he could get to him, he pulled her into his arms with a long hand.

Before Jing Jiaren could react, a powerful kiss blocked her, and the red wine in her mouth was forced to pour into her mouth.

She coughed twice, but he didn't give her room to breathe, tossing and turning, and a big fiery palm also burrowed into her neckline, rubbing against her tender skin......

It's a terrace! You'll be seen!