"Do you have medicine?" He said coldly, "This is a special medicine for removing scars. Applying anything else is useless."
"Then give me the medicine."
"Can you wipe your back with your hand?"
"SUN can help me..." After a pause, he changed his words under his gloomy eyes, "A servant can also do it."
Ximen Longting pressed her shoulder hard and said punitively: "If you like an imitation so much, you will have to pay a heavy price for your poor vision!"
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows and said, "I will come over regularly and let you apply the medicine. OK?"
Ximen Longting turned over coldly, lay beside her, put an arm around him, and closed his eyes.
There was no movement for a long while.
Jing Jiaren was confused, what was he doing?
As soon as she moved her body, the arm hugged her tighter: "Don't want to sleep? Do you want to do something else?"
"You want me to sleep with you?"
"You can also do something else with me." He breathed evilly onto her face.
This man really thinks about those things every minute?!
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "I'll sleep with you."
Ximen Longting's eyes were always closed.
The long eyelashes, even the curly arc, are full of aristocratic feeling. Speaking of which, his lower eyelashes are also very long.
Jing Jiaren stared for a while with her eyes open, and then he spoke again: "If you want to wait for me to fall asleep to save that kid and get out of this bed, you know the consequences."
Jing Jiaren's thoughts were revealed...
I wasn't in the mood to sleep at all, but I had to close my eyes.
Unable to sleep, I moved around gently in his arms.
She tried to be as gentle as possible with every movement she made while tossing and turning...
But--
Ximen Longting finally got angry and pressed her down: "It seems like you didn't drain all your energy just now?"
"I slept enough last night and really couldn't sleep. But I don't want to do that kind of thing anymore."
Ximen Longting's eyes were tired and he didn't sleep all night.
She had just applied the medicine, and there was no way he would touch her again...
"Since you are sleeping, can I do something I want to do? It has nothing to do with the young master."
"no!"
He would feel comfortable only where she was.
"Then I'll watch you sleep here?"
After a moment of condensation: "Go and play the piano."
There was always a black grand piano in his bedroom.
It seems that I have never seen Ximen Longting play in my memory? Then why does she have a piano on the island and in any living room?
"Want to listen to the song from last time?" Jing Jiaren asked.
"Lullaby."
"..." Jing Jia was stunned. It seemed that this man had some kind of obsession with lullabies from then on.
"A hundred times."
"A hundred times?"
"There is a monitor in my room," he snorted coldly, "Don't try to escape while I'm asleep."
Jing Jiaren knew that when she came in, Ximen Longting called two bodyguards to guard the door to prevent her from escaping. She could not get out at all.
Jing Jia was restless and restless, but she had to calm down and play the piano.
A cozy lullaby sounded in the room...
Jing Jiaren plays the piano beautifully. The piano and the person are integrated into one. She belongs to music.
The exhausted Ximen Longting fell asleep peacefully to the sound of Jing Jiaren's piano.
He hasn't slept so comfortably for a long time.
…
While Da Ximen was enjoying himself, Little Ximen stirred up the whole villa, and the laughter of the servants could be heard from time to time in the villa.
According to the young master's order, they took photos with a SLR camera and recorded his video with a DV camera.