Ximen Longting immediately darkened his face: "Who doesn't know how to fold clothes? Jing Jiaren, do you think I am so worthless?"
Jing Jiaren continued to ignore him, put the pillow in place, watched SUN lie down and cuddled against her.
"The Queen tells SUN a story?"
"Okay, I'll tell you a story..." Jing Jiaren smiled and curled her lips.
Ximen Long Tingqian stood there, squinting his eyes and staring at Jing Jiaren's smiling face.
During this ten-day journey, every scene appeared in his mind...
Suddenly, Jing Jiaren raised her cold gaze and asked, "Aren't you leaving yet? We are going to bed."
SUN shook his hand: "Let's go, let's go, good night and see you."
He had an expression that wished he could get away quickly and stay here to be an eyesore.
Ximen Longting clenched his fists, strode to the sofa and sat down, tugged on the buttons and said, "I sleep on the sofa, who of you dares to have any objections?!"
SUN raised his chin: "For the sake of him being so pitiful, let him stay and sleep on the sofa."
Wilson smiled: "Call me anytime if you have any orders, young master, young master, Miss Jing, good night."
"Good night, Uncle Wilson!"
SUN took out a fairy tale book from the suitcase - although the book was a long time old, it could be seen that it had been read many times, and there were even traces of tears on the book.
Jing Jiaren has told the story to SUN many times, and he also read it many times himself when Jing Jiaren was not around...
But I still like listening to it!
He likes to listen to Jing Jiaren’s gentle voice telling stories, then he will sleep particularly soundly.
Jing Jiaren looked at the tear marks on the fairy tale book, and her heart felt like needles pricking her heart.
Leaning on the edge of the bed, the light was gentle, Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes and read the story in a gentle voice...
Suddenly I heard the sound of the sofa being dragged hard on the ground.
Jing Jiaren frowned, seeing Ximen BOSS move the sofa to the bed, he really didn't stop for a moment.
As the night progressed, SUN breathed evenly in Jing Jiaren's arms.
A small hand was holding Jing Jiaren's clothes, and his sleeping face was exactly the same as Ximen Longting's.
Jing Jiaren carefully put the fairy tale book aside and closed her eyes to sleep.
Although her eyes were closed, she could feel Ximen Longting's eyes falling on her face.
That night, Jing Jiaren woke up several times and saw Ximen Longting leaning on the sofa. Although he was lying down, he was facing her direction, with a pair of red eyes staring at her thoughtfully.
Did someone do nothing but watch her sleep?
When she was keeping vigil for Jing's father in the hospital, she would play with her mobile phone and read novels...
Every time she opened her eyes, he would immediately ask in a low voice: "Are you thirsty?"
"..."
"Want to pee?"
Jing Jiaren ignored her and continued to sleep.
There were occasional changes in the quiet night. Jing Jiaren usually slept very deeply. She didn't know why she woke up so many times tonight. It seemed that the night seemed extremely long...
Perhaps, she knew from the bottom of her heart that this was the last night she would spend with Ximen Longting.
When I opened my eyes for the last time, I finally saw that the time was pointing to 6 o'clock.
There was no figure of Ximen Longting on the sofa. Jing Jiaren subconsciously turned her head and saw the tall figure standing in front of the window.
It was already daylight outside the window, and the morning light shone on his face, making his handsome and clear face look particularly deep.