Jing Jiaren chose the food that Ximen Longting likes to eat...
He doesn't like to eat onions, so he won't eat them.
He doesn't like it too salty, so add less salt.
His taste is more Western, so even though she doesn't like sweetness, she still adds a little fresh milk to it...
Jing Jiaren's messy hair was tied up casually and she was still wearing pajamas. Her bulging belly was actually not too obvious because she was thin.
Really too thin...
Ximen Longting's eyes became darker and darker, he walked closer with heavy steps and stood beside her.
As long as he stretched out his hand, he could reach her and hold her tightly in his arms.
He raised his hand, Aunt Qu pulled down his sleeve, and he put it down again.
Jing Jiaren coughed twice, and the bandage on her chest showed faint traces of blood.
She put the steak on the pan, carefully took it out, and placed it on the table.
"Ximen Longting, I asked you to serve the dishes, could you be any lazier?"
What she looked at was the sofa...
It seemed that "Ximen Longting" was sitting there with his legs crossed, staring at her with an evil smile.
【Housework is done by women!】
Jing Jiaren smiled helplessly, turned around, and walked straight past Ximen Longting.
She walked to the cupboard, opened the glass door, and took out the exquisite toys from inside.
Bowls, dishes, spoons, chopsticks...
Take a shower in front of the sink.
Then he took two more crystal goblets and placed them on the dining table.
It was as if the man on the sofa was saying coldly: [You are pregnant and cannot drink.]
Jing Jiaren responded softly: "I know, I made strawberry wine and strawberry juice, I drink juice..."
Ximen Longting stared at her face, his eyes filled with pain like vines!
In Jing Jiaren's eyes, how unbearable is he to let her do all this with a pregnant belly, and he is just waiting to enjoy the results?
Jing Jiaren, am I willing to let you do a little thing for me?
An illogical conjecture - ridiculous!
Jing Jiaren supported her weak body and put the last pot of soup on the table.
Her hands were almost unable to hold on. Ximen Longting tried to help her several times, but was stopped by Aunt Qu.
"Young Master, if you interfere with her thinking, she will go crazy and the situation will become even more uncontrollable."
"Uncontrollable? Why do you think I can't control the situation!?"
"Just like many mental illnesses, when they are stimulated, they suddenly start to go crazy."
"..."
Aunt Qu lowered her eyes and said, "You treated Miss Jing like that and made her, a pregnant woman, kneel down for you under the scorching sun. Now that you see all this, do you feel bad? I think you should."
"..."
"You should see how Miss Jing usually works for you!"
"Did you do it on purpose?!" Ximen Longting stared at Aunt Qu with a sharp and terrifying gaze - but he was so angry that he could not vent his anger.
Yes, he deserves all this!
Why did he burn those materials, why did he insist on going his own way and refused to listen to her explanation...
"Kneel down?" He raised his eyebrows, "You just said - what do you mean kneeling down?!"
"Miss Jing brought chicken soup that day, but you refused to see her. She knelt outside for 2 hours..."
Ximen Longting had some impressions.
He was ill and delirious at the time, and couldn't listen to Wilson's report——
Aunt Qu said quietly: "Young people do things regardless of the consequences... How can there be so many regretful pills in this world? I hope this incident can give the eldest young master some inspiration."
"..."
"Miss Jing is a kind and good woman, you should cherish her."