Ximen Longting pulled her back into bed, still playing with "baozi".
"Have you had enough fun?"
"not enough."
"Okay, the doctor is here. Let's go down and see the doctor." As soon as Jing Jiaren sat up, he took her back into his arms.
The male body temperature was ironing her, all the way to her heart, it was so comforting.
Jing Jiaren's fingers stroked his hair: "You are becoming more and more like a child..."
Ximen Longting buried his head in her chest, raised and lowered his hands, used his hands and feet together, and kissed her reluctantly: "Who will nourish you without me in the future?"
"Didn't you just say that you would let me watch you every day?"
"..."
"Your illness will be cured. The doctors are downstairs."
"How many times have you told me these words?" He sneered coldly.
From the time of the operation until now, Jing Jiaren said similar words no less than ten times every day. He was already numb from hearing it.
"This time it's different, this time it's true. Just trust me once, okay?"
"..."
"Get up, lazy pig!" Jing Jiaren twisted the bridge of his nose and pulled it back and forth twice.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "You are getting more and more annoying!"
"I'll get you some clothes. Get up quickly." Jing Jiaren slipped out of his arms while he wasn't paying attention and got out of bed.
She got up, and Ximen Longting didn't want to stay in bed any longer, so he quickly crossed his legs and got out of bed.
She opened the closet and he stood behind her, holding her with his slender arms and resting his chin on her neck, craving for her scent.
Jing Jiaren smiled softly: "You stick to people... just like fast nuggets."
He asked in a low voice: "You hate it?"
"If I hate it, will you change it?"
He immediately tensed up sensitively: "You hate it!?"
"I said if."
"Don't change!"
"Fortunately, I don't hate it..."
Jing Jiaren finally realized that everything she did with the one she loved was filled with sweetness. The two of them had been in love for a while while wearing clothes, and the way he looked at her, he always wanted to take her.
Round and flatten it and put it in his pocket.
…
So much so that when Ximen Longting was checking his body on the sofa downstairs, he was still holding Jing Jiaren in his arms.
She really didn't mean to show affection, she just couldn't get rid of Niubi Tang...
The peasant woman felt Ximen Longting's pulse uneasily and peeked at Ximen Longting's face from time to time.
He frowned slightly and finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Have you seen enough?"
"...I have to see your complexion to know your condition." Ximen Longting was so fierce that she didn't dare to look directly at him.
"Yeah, do you think everyone is interested in your face?" Jing Jiaren pulled his face, "Show it to the doctor."
Ximen Longting's evil face turned away, with that murderous look in his eyes...
Jing Jiaren asked: "I haven't asked you what my name is yet."
"My surname is Zhang, just call me Xiao Zhang."
"Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry about what happened last time." Probably because Ximen Longting's barbaric and unreasonable behavior made people annoying, so the peasant woman clearly had a prescription but didn't tell her about it. Jing Jia knew it.
Ximen Longting said coldly: "What are you apologizing for?"
"Aunt Zhang, he has a very fiery personality, but he has no bad intentions... He just has a weak brain. Don't bother with him?"
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows in disapproval: "Am I lacking any brain power?"
"Ximen Longting, what can you do if you stop saying a few words?"
"..."
"Aunt Zhang, don't take what happened that day to your heart. I'm really sorry." Jing Jiaren apologized sincerely.