In the air, the smell of gunpowder smoke burst out.
Ximen Longting frowned coldly, feeling a strong murderous intention from the moment he entered the room.
Jing Jiaren walked to the kitchen to get a fork, all at a trot...
I was afraid that SUN would do something as soon as she turned around.
When Jing Jiaren came over with a fork, she found that SUN boy had turned around at some point, with his back to Ximen Longting.
What is he doing?
Is it pure to be out of sight?
Just when Jing Jiaren sat down and was about to feed the fruit, a melodious voice sounded in the air.
squeak----
Then there was a stench.
Yes, it's a fart sound.
Yes, this stink is also fart stink...
Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide and saw Ximen Longting staring at him, with an incredible expression on his face.
He happened to be halfway leaning on the bed, and SUN was sitting on the bed with her back to him.
The direction of the fart happened to be drifting towards someone.
He half-covered his nose with his hand and sat up unbearably, and at this moment.
squeak--------
A more melodious fart sound sounded.
Ximen Longting suddenly strode towards the terrace. Jing Jiaren was also farted this time and couldn't help but fan herself as hard as she could.
SUN turned around silently and stared at Jing Jiaren with sad eyes.
Although he couldn't see his face while wearing a panda hood, Jing Jiaren seemed to be able to see the little guy's extremely sad expression.
There seemed to be a silent voice in the air saying:
If you dare to feed him apples, I will fart, fart, fart, fart...
Jing Jiaren warned with her eyes:
【SUN, don’t make it difficult for your mother!】
The sound of a lighter being lit came from the terrace, and smoke lingered. A stern man leaned on the terrace, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers.
The weather is a bit cold today. Ximen Longting is wearing a thin black coat, black shirt, black pants and leather shoes.
The whole person is tall and dark, as cold as a black emperor in the dark night.
A woman from 803 was watering flowers on the terrace. When she saw Ximen Longting, she was so surprised that she dropped the watering can.
He is really handsome. Just leaning on him casually makes him look like a character from a picture album.
SUN's resentful eyes stared through the glass door, and he was so angry that his farts came out.
Don't mess with him anymore, otherwise there's no guarantee he'll be able to do anything...
Ximen Longting put out the cigarette, walked back, and stared at Jing Jiaren with cold eyes.
"Do you still want to eat the apple?"
Who would eat an apple smoked by farts?
Ximen Longting returned his cold gaze——
"It's a pity not to eat it. I've already peeled it." Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, deliberately embarrassing him.
"Are you a fart?" He finally couldn't help but curse.
"I may have eaten too much and felt sick to my stomach," Jing Jiaren shrugged, "I'm sure I'll let it go again."
Ximen Longting: "..."
"If you don't want to be stink, I advise you to leave early. I've also visited the 'home'. Sir, you must have a lot of things to do. You are so busy that you don't have any extra time to waste on me, right?"
Ximen Longting was displeased: "You dare to give me an eviction order?"
The sound of "Puff" sounded again.
This time SUN didn't fart, he made a fart sound deliberately with his mouth!
Just as Ximen Longting was about to approach Jing Jiaren, he paused with a look of disgust on his face: "Diarrhea?"
"What?"
"I asked you if you have diarrhea!"
"My stomach feels uncomfortable anyway."
Ximen Longting coldly took out his cell phone and ordered Wilson to buy gastrointestinal medicine.