"This is my homemade mango mousse cup. It is warm and good for the stomach."
Jing Jiaren explored the juice cup and said, "It's still warm. Do you want to drink it?"
Ximen Longting's face suddenly turned aside and he stared at her coldly.
Wilson asked for the young master: "How did you know that our young master has a bad stomach?"
Jing Jiaren was slightly startled for a moment, and it seemed that she was paying more and more attention.
"I don't know, I just saw that he just vomited..." Jing Jiaren replied smoothly, "I think his stomach must be uncomfortable after drinking so much wine. Drinking this juice will help him."
Wilson understood: "That's it."
"This juice is really useful and delicious. Do you want me to teach the servant how to make it?"
SUN likes to drink this juice the most.
Ximen Longting didn't appreciate it: "No need."
"Would you like to take a sip and try it?"
Jing Jiaren had always wanted to make something for Ximen Longting to drink...
"Our young master doesn't like drinking juice."
"You won't know if you like it until you drink it?" Jing Jiaren frowned, "If you don't drink it, are you wasting all my hard work?"
"..."
Ximen Longting frowned, took a sip of the juice, and the aroma filled his mouth.
A servant came over and said, "The cake is baked. Can you take it out now?"
She was not reserved at all and naturally followed the servant to the cake room...
Ximen Longting stared at her leaving figure, as if [Jing Jiaren] was walking beside him.
Wilson also felt that this Miss Elizabeth's words, demeanor and behavior were very similar to [Jing Jiaren].
The point is, she is not like women like Ji Zihan who blindly accommodate and compliment Ximen Longting. She has a temper and personality. Even if she is trying to please Ximen Longting, she will not go too far to disgust him.
In the cake room, Jing Jiaren is wearing an apron and plastic gloves while skillfully making cakes.
When she lowered her head, a few strands of hair fell down.
From Sun's first birthday, she has been making "scorpion cake" for her son.
She has been doing this for three years. She has practiced many times and done very well...
Jing Jiaren felt that the skills she had honed for so long seemed to have prepared her for this day.
Is God giving her a chance to realize her dream? Whatever she did badly before, she now has the chance to make up for it.
A pair of cold red eyes came from the door, staring at her knowingly for a long time.
When Jing Jiaren turned around, the figure had disappeared.
Soon after, a scorpion cake was ready, with a blue scorpion dragging a hooked tail and a heart shape at the tail.
Putting the cake on the table, I found that Ximen Longting was nowhere to be seen. He had almost eaten all the food and even drank the juice.
Jing Jiaren smiled knowingly, and she knew that taste was innate and could not be changed at all...
Ximen Longting lets himself like Chinese food, but he is actually forcing himself.
She found Ximen Longting on the terrace, his dark figure leaning on the railing, looking at the watchtower on the sea.
The sea and sky are vast, and the dreamy church is set up like a wedding venue.
Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes slightly. She really wanted to go to the bottom of the sea to see the cemetery... If possible, she would have fulfilled all her wishes before leaving.
Soon, Jing Jiaren lowered her face and smiled bitterly. She was too greedy, wasn't she?
When she raised her head, Ximen Longting turned around at some point and stared at her with strange eyes.