"What are you doing!" Jing Jiaren pulled his arm in horror to stop him from hitting the wall again.
"Does it hurt?" He pressed her heart and asked, "Does it hurt when you see me injured?"
Jing Jiaren stared at him: "You are childish..."
"You know I'm in pain, why don't you take good care of your body?" He held her tightly in his arms, "Jing Jiaren, a handful of bones made me very uncomfortable!"
"..."
"Eat more, you hear me?"
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips: "Don't you... like my figure three years ago?"
"What's the difference between my figure three years ago and now?"
"Yes, I was shorter than I am now, and my body was not as plump..." Jing Jiaren raised her face in his arms, "I look more like the girl tonight."
Ximen Longting frowned: "What I like is you, Jing Jiaren, not your appearance! Am I that superficial?"
"Then you need to find a substitute..."
"Getting angry!"
"Then I will be angry next time..."
"How dare you!" Ximen Longting looked at Jing Jiaren's hands, which were soaked in water and started to turn white. He put some shower gel in his hands and rubbed it on her body. "Any man you dare to find, I will use him as firewood."
Cracked."
"You can do anything, but I can't..."
"What do you want to do with her?" Ximen Longting raised his lips, "I will personally tie her up and leave her to your disposal."
Jing Jiaren stared at him weakly. He clearly knew that she was not such a person.
"I am not as cruel as you... a tyrant."
Jing Jiaren felt that her body was really strange. She was trembling with cold as she was making trouble just now, as if she was about to die.
But now, vitality is injected into her body bit by bit...
Her life seemed to be in Ximen Longting's hands.
His care for her was more effective than injections and medicine...
She hugged his neck and wanted to kiss his forehead, only then did she notice the tangled blood on his hair.
"Ximen Longting...you are bleeding..."
He responded nonchalantly.
"What's going on?" Jing Jiaren coughed when she was anxious, "Are you injured? Where is the injury?"
"It's a small car accident. It's okay." Ximen Longting concentrated on rubbing the shower gel into her hands. "On the way to find you, I drove too fast and hit the windshield."
"..."
"I broke my head this time. There's no guarantee that I'll break my head next time." He glanced at her gloomily, with a calculating threat flashing in the corner of his eyes, "Will you try to make me worry like this again?"
Jing Jiaren was shocked: "Don't talk nonsense."
He won't break his head, no...
"You know you are worried about me, but you still have a conscience." Ximen Longting rubbed her slender body with his eyebrows, "The fastest way to make me better is to make yourself fat!"
What does her gaining weight have to do with his injury?
Ximen Longting glanced at her deeply, as if he could understand what she was thinking: "It's very relevant."
Pick up the shower head and turn on the water to help her rinse.
He replied wildly and uninhibitedly: "If you continue to be so thin, I will abuse myself."
"How could there be someone like you..."
"You know you're scared?!"
He could not hit or scold this little woman. He could hold it in his hand for fear of falling, hold it in his mouth for fear of melting...
I really don’t know how to protect her and satisfy her!
"Let me see your injuries..."
"No," he took her hand away, "I'll have nightmares at night after seeing too much blood."