"Ximen Longting, do you dare to stop being so boring?"
"Don't dare!"
"Okay, don't be so naive." Jing Jiaren said with a serious face, "If you shave his hair, he may not hand over the keys."
"But I'll feel good!" Ximen Longting held her shoulders, brought her up, and pulled up her pantyhose for her.
Jing Jiaren stared at him: "If you shave his head, you won't be able to be intimate with me tonight."
Ximen Longting paused for a moment.
"You just choose one."
"Jing Jiaren, why do you defend him like this!?"
"If he wanted to shave your hair, I wouldn't agree..."
"Can he compare with me? I am your man, what is he to you? Huh!?" Ximen Longting's beard hadn't been finished yet, and the bubbles on his face were almost touching her face.
Jing Jiaren poked his face with a finger: "You..."
Sometimes she really is like an unreasonable child, which makes her love and hate her at the same time.
While Leng Lintian was sleeping, he called a bodyguard to help him wash up.
Leng Lintian's body was half full of wine and he needed to take a shower.
Ximen Longting tied her eyes with black cloth bands, even used an iPad to adjust the music section, and plugged her ears with earplugs.
Can’t even hear the sound of taking a shower?!
Forget it, what was Ximen Longting asking her to hear...
A very old and familiar melody came:
[Sitting back to back on the carpet/Listen to music and talk about your wishes/You hope that I will become more and more gentle/I hope you will keep me in your heart...]
What a corny song.
Do people from the last century like to listen to it? Even Jing’s parents and Jing’s mom are not so outdated!
When did Ximen Longting's taste suddenly deteriorate?
[The most romantic thing I can think of/is to grow old together with you/collect every bit of laughter along the way/save it for later while sitting in a rocking chair and chatting slowly...]
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but pull off the straps and saw Ximen Longting sitting on the sofa in the bathroom with his legs crossed, reading a financial magazine.
He is not far away...
Jing Jiaren kicked him.
Ximen Longting raised his eyes and stared at her with a serious face.
"Hey, you're so corny."
"Listen carefully." His soft lips moved.
Although Jing Jiaren couldn't hear the voice, she could tell by looking at his lip shape.
Ximen BOSS helped her tie the straps back and threatened her not to peek anymore.
Jing Jiaren paused for a while to seriously pause the lyrics, then downloaded this song and played it in loop mode...
It’s simply poisonous!
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to evening.
He personally changed the dressing for the abrasion on Jing Jiaren's left hand, and then the doctor examined her.
"The lady's body is very healthy, and the baby is also very healthy... Just pay more attention to diet and nutrition."
"If you survive such a harsh environment, it will definitely be a disaster after birth." Ximen Longting looked gloomy, fearing that the child would be deformed.
"You're the one who cursed your child like this?" Jing Jiaren was displeased, "He will definitely be very healthy."
"It's been three months." Ximen Longting reminded.
Today happens to be 3 months old...
Unknowingly, Jing Jiaren has returned to China for almost half a year, and the medicine on her face needs to be injected as soon as possible.
"Pregnant women should not be intimate during the first three months and the next three months." Ximen Longting's voice suddenly became hoarse, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fire.
Jing Jiaren's back stiffened: "So that's what you meant?"
"It's true tonight."
A few nights ago, it was Jing Jiaren who helped him with her hands...