1653. Chapter 1653 Do you want to go to the submarine cemetery?
Jing Jiaren looked at the clock on the wall, it was 7:20.
It's not far from 12 o'clock...
Why does she feel like Cinderella who got the pumpkin carriage and the glass slipper?
When the time comes, you will be brought back to your original shape.
Ximen Longting looked at the clock as she did, and his cold face became even more gloomy.
Jing Jiaren got up and walked into the bathroom and washed her hands, but she felt that her body was sticky and dirty.
As soon as she turned on the shower head, the bathroom door was pushed open with a clang, and Ximen Longting walked in full of evil spirits.
Jing Jiaren was slightly startled. He walked up to her coldly and stared at her coldly under his unkempt hair.
"Do you want me to take a shower for you?"
"..."
"I think so too, but it's a pity that my hands are inconvenient."
Jing Jiaren raised her injured hand. The doctor told her not to drink raw water.
It's a pity that she just tore the wound violently...
Ximen Longting threw the bath ball to her coldly: "Since you are serving me, you naturally want a full set."
He doesn't care whether she lives or lives!
Jing Jiaren sighed slightly...
He has already unkempt his hair.
The water that had not yet been adjusted was poured down coldly. Jing Jiaren hurriedly stepped back and shivered.
Ximen Longting's hard body stood coldly: "What are you still standing there for? Waiting for me to wash you?!"
Jing Jiaren's knees were injured and one of her hands was injured. She was definitely seriously injured...
It was inconvenient for her to bathe herself, and she had to wait on him.
Jing Jiaren bit her lip, first adjusted the water temperature, dipped a bath ball in shower gel, and rubbed it on his resolute body.
He is not embarrassed at all... he can just get on the bed with a stranger and take a bath together.
Is it really the difference between men and women?
If it was Jing Jiaren, she wouldn't be able to be intimate with him, even if he looked like Ximen Longting.
Even if I kill myself, I can't do it...
The atmosphere in the bathroom was tense as Jing Jiaren helped him wash from top to bottom.
Silence was like a hand suffocating her.
She suddenly broke the silence: "For the sake of me serving you so wholeheartedly, can I have a request?"
"..."
After a few minutes, Ximen Longting said slowly, "Say."
"This villa is built in front of the Undersea Cemetery, and the bridge is connected to the villa, so I'm thinking, you should be its owner, right?" Jing Jiaren lowered her eyelashes, "The Undersea Cemetery has not been disclosed to the public so far, it is very mysterious.
"
Ximen Longting's body was filled with vigilant impatience.
"So I thought..."
"Do you want to go to the Undersea Cemetery?" Ximen Longting's eyes darkened, full of danger.
"No! I know I'm not qualified... I just look at the photos."
Jing Jiaren raised her head and raised her lips lightly: "When I saw the reports before, I was very sad about what kind of love it was. I also wanted to see the greatness of the Undersea Cemetery."
Ximen Longting also stared at her, with something unknown flowing in his crimson eyes.
"I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious."
"..."
"Can I see it?"
Ximen Longting answered her with three words: "Get out!"
Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and then said with ease: "If it doesn't work, forget it, I'm just asking casually."
She picked up a bathrobe, put it on her body, and walked out of the living room.
The servant at the door took her to another room to wash herself off and put on clean clothes.
In the evening, she personally cooked for Ximen Longting.
For her with an injured left hand, cooking is not that easy.