He pinched her chin and asked gently, "Does your stomach still hurt?"
"Well...if you're not angry, it won't hurt..."
Leng Lintian put down his long legs on the chair and sat on the sofa opposite, watching the loving couple.
Even if they don't say love words, their eyes are twisted when they look at each other, and there is no other person's presence...
He turned his face sideways and looked out the window. The scenery passed by quickly, and his profile floated in the light and shadow.
Extremely handsome and fascinating.
Ji Zihan looked at him silently, what kind of woman could such a man want? Why did he choose Jing Jiaren?
Why is it that Jing Jiaren, what all women long for the most, automatically falls into her hands without even reaching out to pick it up?
…
The meal in the evening was cooked by Jing Jiaren herself.
In order to avoid the problem of earning food, she deliberately divided it into five portions. She and Ji Zihan had the same portion, while Ximen Longting, Leng Lintian, and Wilson had the same portion.
Despite this, when Ximen Longting saw his share, he glanced at Leng Lintian again and his face became unhappy.
"Why, what I gave you is the same, even the ingredients are the same."
See what else he has to say.
"The egg is a little bigger."
"..." Jing Jiaren said, "Then you should blame that hen. Why doesn't it lay eggs of the same size?"
"Jing Jiaren, you still dare to talk back," Ximen Longting said with a dark face, "It was obviously you who left the big eggs to him."
"Then why didn't you say, cut the meat I gave you into larger pieces..." Jing Jiaren pointed, she couldn't cut the meat evenly?
"..."
"If you're still not satisfied, then you two can exchange one."
Ximen Longting directly picked up the fork and stabbed it into the meat: "Do I agree?"
"Since the distribution is even and there is no dispute, let's start our dinner." Jing Jiaren sat down and said, "Wilson, pour them champagne... I am pregnant and drink juice."
The small table was covered with a checkered tablecloth, with a bouquet of flowers and three candles placed on it.
The window was open, stars were everywhere, and the breeze blew the curtains gently.
Wilson took out the sober champagne from the ice bucket, filled the goblets of the two young masters, and then filled the glasses for Ji Zihan.
"Wilson, fill it up for yourself, sit down and eat together." Jing Jiaren smiled and picked up the cup first, "Cheers to our last meal."
Leng Lintianxiesi raised his glass, bang.
Next is Ji Zihan...
Ximen Longting was extremely reluctant and raised his glass under Jing Jiaren's gaze.
"Wilson, it's just you."
Not wanting to spoil the atmosphere, Wilson was busy serving champagne, and five goblets clinked together.
"What should we celebrate?" Jing Jiaren smiled, "Let's just toast to our friendship along the way, okay?"
Ximen Longting brought the champagne to his lips and took a slow sip.
Where did the friendship come from? Who is friends with Leng Lintian?
Jing Jiaren seemed to know what he was thinking: "You have already kissed each other, so are you still friends?"
Ximen Longting frowned, choked on his champagne and said, "Jing Jiaren!"
It was already midnight when the station wagon drove to the nearest town with an airport to Werna.
It is unavoidable that you have to take a plane when returning to your country.
Before Jing Jiaren boarded the plane, Ximen Longting gave her a nutritional injection to build up her body's resistance.