"Cough cough cough..." Jing Jiaren pressed her head in discomfort and felt like vomiting again.
Wilson advised:
"Miss Elizabeth, you'd better go out. It's very humid here and germs grow like crazy... It's not suitable for you to stay for too long."
"Is Leng Lintian's condition suitable for staying here forever?"
"..."
"Where is he? I'll go find him!"
…
Fitness room.
A sharp kick hit the bodyguard, sending him flying far away.
Ximen Longting wore boxing gloves and dueled with bodyguards on a small training ground.
His aura was fierce and there was sweat on his forehead: "Get up!"
The bodyguard wiped away the blood stains and before he got close to Ximen Longting, he punched him a few more times, only to make the opponent dizzy.
"Useless thing! Get up!"
Ximen Longting clapped his hands with his fists, his hair soaked with sweat, his upper body was naked, and sweat dripped down his tangled skin.
Snap——
Cha——
The bodyguard fell to the ground again and again and was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he did not dare not to stand up and continued to turn into a human sandbag to vent his anger on Ximen Longting... Young Master, please take it easy.
"Ximen Longting, I made a mistake in this matter." Jing Jiaren's voice suddenly appeared.
Ximen Longting's fierce figure paused, and the opponent's fist hit him in the face.
The bodyguard was stunned for a moment. Logically speaking, the young master would definitely avoid this blow.
"Master, I'm sorry, it's not my fault... Oops!"
The bodyguard flipped backwards, fell to the ground and almost fainted.
Jing Jiaren stood on the soft cushion under the practice field: "Ximen Longting, shall we talk again?"
Ximen Longting didn't look at her at all and was slapping her lively on the stage.
The bodyguard did his best to vent his anger on the young master, falling down and getting up again and again.
Jing Jiaren kept chasing the direction of Ximen Longting——
He faces south, she goes south, he faces north, she goes north...
After walking around several times, Jing Jiaren screamed until her voice became hoarse.
"Ximen Longting, can you stop and listen to me?"
Ximen Longting turned around again and punched the bodyguard in the face.
Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip, took out a pair of boxing gloves from the shelf nearby, put them on, and climbed up to the small stand.
The bodyguard was just a pitiful ball of flesh. He flew straight to Jing Jiaren's feet, and his eyes were swollen into two lines.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows when he saw Jing Jiaren.
"You like fighting so much, I will fight with you."
Jing Jiaren walked around the bodyguard and said, "Don't take it out on unnecessary people."
Ximen Longting laughed coldly: "Do you feel sorry for this useless person?"
"You've beaten him to death!"
"Are you about to die?" Ximen Longting was extremely sinister and horrified.
"I'm fine..." As the bodyguard spoke, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, "Thank you, Miss Elizabeth, for your...concern...I can still...okay..."
"Go down," Jing Jiaren gestured, "If you're so upset, it's me who made you angry, so hit me."
"..."
"Ximen Longting, hit me!"
Ximen Longting was dripping with sweat, his red eyes were extremely serious, he rushed in front of her and grabbed her collar.
"You dare not hit you because of me, so you are arrogant in front of me. Jing Jiaren, you can only be arrogant in front of me!"
"I don't dare to be arrogant..." Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, "I don't have the capital to be arrogant... I know you are doing it for my own good, and I threatened you regardless of your mood, but the situation was urgent and I couldn't think of a better way.