Sure enough, Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "She stayed with me all night?"
"Yes, my lord carried you and Miss Jing home together last night."
"Take it home?!"
"The young master was so drunk that he and Miss Jing hugged each other so tightly that they were inseparable..." The servant kept lowering his head as he spoke.
Ximen Longting got off the ground, passed by with his slender legs, walked to the dressing mirror, and saw the bathrobe that Jing Jiaren had changed out of.
He bent down to pick it up and seemed to be able to smell her...
He put it on and twirled a few long strands of hair from the yukata, which were her hair.
Damn it, why did you lose so much hair? This woman is malnourished recently?
Ximen Longting put on the tie and looked at the bed again. The woman's long hair fell on the pillow, quilt and carpet.
Ximen Longting picked them up one by one, glanced at the bedside table, and then moved back.
Take the photo off the alarm clock…
The way Jing Jiaren kissed him was so sexy that it made Ximen Longting's face stiffen, and his body became hot almost immediately.
Desire flowed through his blood vessels, and his body was visibly swollen and hard.
Damn it, it was just a photo, it almost made his blood boil!
It's rare that Jing Jiaren would take the initiative to kiss him and take a photo to show him?
Ximen Longting’s blood boils...
See Jing Jiaren’s signature in the lower left corner of the photo:
【Ximen VS Beauty】
They also surrounded their names with hearts and drew an arrow symbol -->
Ximen Longting turned over the photos and his eyes stayed on the writing on them for a long time.
Dark clouds gathered in the red pupils, filled with disbelief...
Slowly, the dark clouds expanded, and a surprising fire burst out.
"Where is she!"
"Miss Jing answered the phone in the morning and left in a hurry..."
Gone?! Can’t wait until he wakes up to leave?
Ximen Longting couldn't wait to fly to find her immediately. He touched her body and found that the phone was missing.
Last night he drank and smashed things in the club and threw his cell phone into the ice bucket.
Ximen Longting couldn't remember the impression of last night clearly, and he couldn't find his phone after searching for a while——
"Master, you should wash up first." The servant knelt with a red face and never dared to raise his eyes. "I will prepare clothes for you."
Ximen Longting paused, picked up the photo and looked back and forth, with a deep and unpredictable smile on his handsome face.
Jing Jiaren, you can’t run away!
…
Jing Jiaren stared at the unfamiliar mobile phone number that vibrated over and over in her hand. The first time she picked up the call, she hung up immediately when she heard Ximen Longting's voice.
She clutched her phone tightly, her eyes were red and her eyelashes were shining with wetness.
"Beautiful lady, did you hear everything I said clearly?"
Dad Jing was leaning on the bed. It had only been a few days, but the illness had made him seem ten years older. His cheeks were sunken and his eyes were blurry...
Jing Jiaren neither turned off the phone nor answered the phone, and said with a dull expression: "I have never thought about a future with him, and I don't need him to give me a marriage. Can't we have a relationship?"
"I don't want you to follow your mother's footsteps. Back then, she was like you..."
"She is her, I am me, we are different!"
"It's all my fault that I didn't have enough courage to stop her back then... that made her crazy for more than 20 years... Now her whereabouts are unknown, and her life or death is uncertain..." Jing's father coughed violently and said resolutely, "I was already wrong.
Once...as long as you still recognize me as your father, I will not agree with you..."