With a wave of his hand, it flew over Jing Jiaren's head.
Like snowflakes, falling...
Jing Jiaren sat blankly. She was not reluctant, but regretful that she had been painting for a long time, and snow kept dripping from her hands during the process, so several paintings were ruined.
He would not have imagined how much effort she put into painting this painting well and painting him handsomely!
Because she knew that once she painted him ugly, he would feel sad——
Will ask explosively:
Jing Jiaren, so this is what I look like in your eyes?!
"What, do you feel aggrieved?" Ximen Longting stared at her with a sinister gaze, "Don't look like you're about to cry!"
"No," Jing Jiaren came back to her senses, "You should have a good rest. I'll call the servant to bring you the porridge."
"sit down."
Jing Jiaren just stood up and stood still.
"You can't fight if there's an insider? Are you trying to avoid me on purpose?"
Jing Jiaren found that the current Ximen Longting was like a lion that kept blowing up, so sensitive that he couldn't touch him at all.
Jing Jiaren didn't mess with him: "Okay, I'll call the inside line and ask the servant to bring it up."
Ximen Longting coughed twice. He felt very heavy and uncomfortable. With his current physical strength, he might not be able to wake up tomorrow.
But somewhere in the dark, there seemed to be a voice telling him...
If he didn't wake up early, he would miss the last time with her.
If he wakes up tomorrow, he will send her away with his own hands!
Get out of his world forever, he will not and will not allow himself another chance to regret...
Ximen Longting's lips were bleeding, looking at Jing Jiaren's back, she was not far away, but so far out of reach.
Putting down the receiver, Jing Jiaren took the water and put it on the bedside table: "The medicine and water are here."
She stopped looking at him and collected the scraps of paper on the bed and floor.
Picking them up one by one and throwing them into the trash can.
After cleaning up, she found that he was still looking at her, and neither the medicine nor the water had been touched.
Jing Jiaren good-naturedly took out a few pills and put them in her hand: "It's time for you to take the pills."
Ximen Longting didn't say much, just swallowed the medicine with her hand, and she hurriedly fed him some water.
It's so dry that when you drink water, it's like a suffocating person sucking in oxygen.
Ximen Longting drank the entire glass of water.
Jing Jiaren asked softly: "Are you still thirsty? I'll get you another drink."
Ximen Longting stretched out his hand coldly and took the water glass.
This time he actually didn't want her to feed him, which surprised Jing Jiaren a little.
But the next second, she felt her cheeks light up, and the cup of warm water was poured onto her face.
Ximen Longting curled his lips coldly: "Are you awake?"
"..."
"See clearly who I am!" He curled his lips demonically, "Take off that hypocritical mask immediately. I am used to your image of a shrew, and that is the real you!"
He said her image was that of a shrew.
Jing Jiaren stood dumbfounded. The water quickly began to get cold as soon as it came into contact with the air and flowed down the tip of her nose.
She wiped her face quickly and said nothing.
"Why don't you say anything?" He sneered, "You scolded me!"
Jing Jiaren felt that he looked the most terrifying today.
"Why don't you grab a glass of water right away and throw it at me - that's what you would do."
"Ximen Longting," Jing Jiaren's voice was very steady, "You gave me medicine and water, and I just gave it back to you."