Jing Jiaren couldn't help but raise her lips again. The father and son had exactly the same temper, even when they were angry, they looked alike.
"Are you still laughing?" Ximen BOSS became angry and pressed over her, trying to kiss her lips.
Jing Jiaren's hand was still hanging an infusion bag: "I'm hanging the medicine..."
Ximen Longting put one hand on his hand and looked at him seriously, his deep eyes seeming to swallow her up.
Jing Jiaren used her other hand to ruffle his hair, and saw that there was some hemostatic medicine in his hair, and he was troubled by the blood.
She kissed his forehead: "Will this make you feel better?"
Ximen Longting twitched the corners of his mouth, and then he felt slightly satisfied.
He is still very easy to coax...
"I'm so thirsty," Jing Jiaren coughed twice, "I want to drink water."
"I'll pour it for you, don't move!"
He helped her lie down and stood up to pour water. Just when Jing Jiaren was lying back down, something hit her shoulder.
Last night she felt there was something hard down there, which made it uncomfortable to sleep. Unfortunately, she was too sleepy and didn't want to move...
Jing Jiaren turned over and saw a women's pearl earring that was touching her.
She doesn't have such earrings, and obviously no other woman will sleep in Ximen Longting's bed...
Ximen BOSS poured the water over and looked at Jing Jiaren questioningly.
"What is this?" She spread her palms.
Ximen Longting fed her water.
Jing Jiaren turned away angrily and refused to drink: "Tell me, what is this?"
"earring."
"You wear earrings?" Jing Jiaren frowned, "This is a women's model. You don't have pierced ears either...but they are not mine either."
Ximen Longting darkened his eyes: "Where did you pick it up?"
"On your bed..."
"I was drunk, nothing happened." He put his arm around her shoulders.
"Since you are drunk, do you still remember what you did?" Jing Jiaren's heart felt like a sharp knife had been cut through it, and it hurt.
Thinking of the servant's eyes when he saw her, he turned his back to her and whispered...
Apparently Ximen Longting brought women back to the villa more than once.
Why did he bring a woman back at night? She was still in his room, alone and alone on the same bed.
Jing Jiaren's face became worse and worse.
"Of course I won't talk until I lose consciousness."
"That means...you consented to that woman sleeping next to you in a conscious state?"
Ximen Longting frowned as she got involved in the conversation.
"Grudge."
This is another bad excuse... He only needs to be angry to find a woman? And find a woman who looks so similar to her!
Which woman wouldn't mind!
Ximen Longting's eyes were like eagles, staring straight at her: "My body and mind are yours."
"Having kiss marks from other women on your body...is that also called being clean physically and mentally?"
Ximen Longting opened the collar of his shirt, revealing the still obvious hickey: "You mind so much?"
"..."
"Why don't you put your hickey on it instead?" He thought this was a good suggestion.
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "I don't want to kiss the same place as you with other women..."
"..."
"I don't want to touch any place she touched." She turned away. "Where has she touched you? Except for your chest and neck..."
Ximen Longting suddenly felt anxious.
"And your lips..."
Jing Jiaren clenched the earrings in her hand: "Your fingers, arms, your face..."
Ximen Longting completely turned into an angry lion: "Jing Jiaren."