"Really?" Ximen Longting stared at the boss with a gloomy look.
"I see that you are very noble, talented and good-looking, and you are a perfect couple." The boss really changed his mind and said, "If you break up, all the lovers in the world will break up."
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand: "Wallet."
He rarely takes cash with him when he goes out.
Wilson immediately gave him the wallet, and Ximen Longting took out the cash inside and threw it on the vendor.
The boss stared stupidly: "This...can't cost so much money."
"tips."
Ximen Longting put his arms around Jing Jiaren's waist, turned around and left with great grace.
Jing Jiaren was held in his arms and couldn't help but look at him - he no longer lost his temper casually, which was indeed a big improvement.
But this problem of lavish spending doesn't seem to be a good thing.
It doesn't matter, he has money anyway, and with this casual throw, he can take care of people's food for two months.
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Returning to the hospital, Jing Jiaren found that the ward had completely changed.
The doors and windows have been replaced, and anti-theft nets have been installed. Wilson explained that the doors and window glass are bulletproof and cannot be penetrated.
The small bed was replaced by a super size one, obviously because Ximen Longting wanted to live in the same room with her.
The bodyguards moved everything in the car, and Jing Jiaren pointed to the sofa: "Throw it there first, and I'll take care of the rest."
I opened the closet and found that there were already several men's sets and pajamas inside.
Jing Jiaren frowned, Ximen Longting's hands and feet were very nimble.
"What do you want? I didn't promise you that you could share a ward with me!"
"I protect you."
"Jing Meilin is dead, I don't need your protection."
Ximen Longting threw his coat to Wilson and hung it up, and smiled lowly: "Maybe a cat or a dog will pop up next time. My lady, I will never see you get hurt again."
Jing Jiaren sighed, maybe Jing Meihui would come out to take revenge next time.
"When will you arrange for me to meet Jing Huatian?"
"These two days."
Jing Jiaren was furious with herself. She had already copied Jing Huatian's number at Leng's house, but was interrupted by Ximen Longting's sudden appearance, resulting in no contact with Jing Huatian.
But it's too late now, Jing Jiaren is really tired...
The doctor came over to examine Jing Jiaren and told her to rest early.
"You sleep on the sofa." Jing Jiaren threw one of the double pillows on the sofa, then picked up a blanket and threw it over.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "This is a 1.2-meter double sofa. I'm a little over 1.8 meters tall. How can I sleep on it?"
"I don't care how you sleep. If you can't sleep, get out of my room."
Jing Jiaren knew that he was a deadbeat, so once he relied on her, how could he be willing to change rooms?
Even if you change to the next room, you will be connected in an instant...
"I can sleep sitting up." Ximen Longting sat down on the sofa and covered his upper body with a blanket.
Jing Jiaren's heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable. There was no need for him to endure such hardship. He stayed by her bedside last night and didn't get a good rest.
Ximen Longting's red eyes flashed with cunning, clearly waiting for her to be unbearable and ask him to go to bed.
Jing Jiaren turned her back, flipping through the book about knitting scarves and looking at it.
Suddenly she felt the big bed sink, and Ximen Longting climbed up shamelessly and hugged her from behind.
Jing Jiaren hardened her heart: "Didn't you say you were sleeping sitting down?! Are you sleepwalking now?"