"Don't lock the windows, I will come directly to you tomorrow." Ximen Longting locked her face deeply and spoke in an arrogant tone.
"good."
"If you dare to lock it, I will smash the window." This sentence was obviously meant for someone.
"Okay, we won't lock it, let's go quickly."
"Don't kick the quilt off at night," he looked at her deeply, with nostalgia, "dream about me."
"Okay, if you keep lingering, do you want the grandmother next door to hear you?"
Ximen Longting frowned, dissatisfied with her impatient tone, and quickly climbed downstairs without saying anything. Jing Jiaren opened her mouth, wanting to tell him to go back and don't forget to apply medicine, but she saw that he was wearing
He passed the flowers, plants and trees in the yard and walked towards the outside of the fence.
Jing Jiaren sighed and came to her senses. Leng Lintian was still flipping through the book with a calm look on his face.
"Isn't it disturbing you?"
"..."
"You're sick, take the medicine and go to bed early." Jing Jiaren took the warm water and brought it to the bedside table. She took the medicine pills, padded them with paper towels, and placed them next to the water glass.
Not being ignored by Leng Lintian, she didn't need to. She turned around and turned off the headlight, leaving only a small desk lamp.
"Are you so used to taking care of others?" Leng Lintian asked suddenly.
"..."
"Next time if you feel sorry for me, wash my hair too." He picked up the water glass, looking thoughtful.
Jing Jiaren was already lying down on the sofa. Her heart felt heavy after hearing his words, but she did not respond.
Caught between two men, she didn't know what to do to balance each other...
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With many things on her mind, Jing Jiaren had insomnia in the first half of the night, thinking about the past between Mr. Ximen and Jane, and the origins of the Ji family...
It wasn't until I was really sleepy in the second half of the night that I managed to fall asleep.
In the morning, she was awakened by the smell of food.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Ximen Longting sitting by the sofa, holding a piece of braised chicken drumstick in front of her nose.
Jing Jiaren blinked: "You?"
"Are you hungry?" He said solemnly, "Get up quickly and have breakfast."
Jing Jiaren saw a high-level thermos box placed on the coffee table. Ximen Longting was unloading layers of food, and soon most of the coffee table was set up.
"Go and wash up quickly."
"What did you bring these for?" Jing Jiaren was speechless and looked at the time. It was only after 6 o'clock, so early.
Ximen Longting stared at her: "You are hungry."
"How do you know I'm hungry?"
"I heard your stomach growling last night." He said displeasedly, "The food is not delicious and you will starve at night. Don't forget that you are pregnant now!"
Damn, what kind of ears does Ximen Longting have? He could hear her stomach growling...
But she was indeed hungry. Pregnant women can eat very well, but after all, she was a guest under someone else's roof, so it was hard for her to take the initiative to mention it.
In addition to regular meals, my grandmother did not have the habit of late-night snacks. She believed that eating before going to bed was not good for the body...
Jing Jiaren glanced at it and saw that they were all her favorites, Chinese food!
Jing Jiaren had a great appetite and did not forget about business: "Have you done the paternity test?"
"Yes." Ximen Longting took out the result sheet from the side and threw it to her, "Eat it first and then look at it."
Jing Jiaren turned to the last page directly, and as expected... they were related by blood.
Ximen Longting took out the last stack of xiaolongbao, with lean meat porridge underneath.
He took a small bowl and said, "I'll give you 5 minutes to wash up."
"Okay, let's go now." Jing Jiaren couldn't help but yawned. She didn't even have enough sleep. "You came too early."