Chapter 2679 She is thirsty, she wants to drink water
Wilson was obviously stunned: "Uh, this..."
There was an instant feeling of impending disaster.
Miss Jing, don’t hurt me like this!
Sure enough, a rapid shadow shrouded behind him, and a deeper murderous aura shot out!
A big hand suddenly grabbed Wilson's shoulder and threw him back suddenly. But Jing Jiaren's grip was so tight that Wilson fell to the ground, still holding his hands tightly.
Jing Jiaren was almost taken out of bed.
Ximen Longting roared: "I'm here!"
Jing Jiaren grabbed Wilson and just shouted in a low voice: "Ximen Longting... Ximen Longting... I'm sorry..."
Wilson almost burst into tears. The young master was going to crush his hand bones with one kick.
He hurriedly tried to separate Jing Jiaren's fingers: "Master, Miss Jing is not conscious..."
Fortunately, Jing Jiaren was not very strong, so he was forcefully broken apart after a while.
Jing Jiaren's brows were slightly furrowed, her hand bones ached, and the disappointment in her palms made her heart ache.
"Don't go..." She stretched out her hand to grab it in vain, and another warm and tight hand held her.
Ximen Longting approached the head of the bed, his eyes lowered: "It's me!"
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"How dare you admit that you are wrong about me again, you damn woman..." He pulled her tightly, "I am right in front of you, how dare you admit that you are wrong!?"
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, I am Ximen Longting, the man you love. Do you know that?"
"..."
"Jing Jiaren! I won't allow you to admit your mistake again!"
Jing Jiaren looked at him with blank eyes, only holding him tightly and murmuring Ximen Longting's name in a low voice.
Ximen Longting arched his back and wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.
Apparently, although Jing Jiaren was awake, she was still in a dazed state... unable to hear the sounds from the outside world.
Wilson silently moved the stool over here: "Master, sit down."
Ximen Longting sat down next to him and glared at him angrily: "Stay away from her in the future——"
"..." Wilson, "Yes, it's my fault."
Jing Jiaren's lips were dry, her eyes were wide open, and tears suddenly poured out like springs.
Ximen Longting's heart suffocated, and he stretched out his fingers to wipe away her tears, and the more he wiped away her tears, the more he wiped away her tears.
"towel!"
Wilson wrung out the towel and handed it over.
Ximen Longting wiped her red eyes seriously: "Don't cry, I'm here!"
"Ximen Longting, don't leave..."
"Even if you hit me with a stick or kick me from now on, you still can't drive me away!"
I will never leave again, nor will I childishly question whether she loves her...
Although his possessiveness is still strong, he may not be able to restrain himself from being jealous or caring about her.
But he will never question her feelings again.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Water!" Ximen Longting suddenly looked back and glared at Wilson, "Pour some water, she's thirsty, she wants to drink water!"
Wilson hurriedly went to get water again, not forgetting to walk around, fearing that when he entered Jing Jiaren, he would be regarded as a young master again.
Ximen Longting took the water cup, carefully lifted Jing Jiaren up and fed her some water.
Although Jing Jiaren mistook Wilson for him, which made him very unhappy...
However, the happy thing about Ximen Longting was that when Jing Jiaren was in coma, she only mourned his name.
No one else, not even the sun!
He had always hoped that her world would be filled with him, but now when he finally got his wish, he found that her spiritual world had collapsed and there was nothing but him.