Jing Jiaren's shoulders were grabbed by him, and he suddenly exerted his strength: "Say what?!"
Jing Jiaren was also angry: "That's it...why can you find women, but I can't find men?"
"..."
"When you were chasing He Zhiyao, I had no objection. Now that I'm chasing Gong Zihua, you want to interfere? Why?"
"You still have Leng Lintian at home!"
"Then you have countless maids at home!"
"You are using strong words to make sense!"
"By the way, there is another one in your pocket watch. In addition, there was one on the day of the judging, and there was one in the breakfast shop!" Jing Jiaren said more and more bitterly, "4 to 2, Ximen Longting, you won, you deserved it!"
Ximen Longting didn't even raise his voice, but a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips: "Are you deliberately angry with me?"
"Whatever you think, in short... Gong Zihua is the man I like. If you dare to touch him, just give it a try?" Jing Jiaren forcefully pushed Ximen Long Ting's hand away.
He held on tightly, his chest rising and falling vigorously. Perhaps he had been hurt by Jing Jiaren too many times, so he restrained himself like this.
Before changing, he would put all the plates into Gong Zihua's mouth.
Wilson smoothed things over nicely: "Master, now that Miss Jing has been found, this is a good thing... Stop arguing."
Ximen Longting finally removed his hand and stood at the table with dignity.
This man is as handsome as a carving... No, maybe even the best sculptor cannot carve him so vividly handsome.
Gong Zihua's momentum was suppressed, but his calmness also had a special flavor.
Ximen BOSS grabbed his collar, pressed Gao Jun's body down, and moved his face closer.
The tip of his nose is almost touching the tip of the other person's nose...
Two beautiful faces are close together, this scene makes people endlessly daydream.
"Treat her well, if you dare to hurt her..." Ximen Longting's voice was almost forced out of his throat.
Wilson was as surprised as seeing Ximen Longting turn into an alien.
The young master actually asked Gong Zihua to treat Jing Jiaren well?
Jing Jiaren's hand clenched the fork tightly, feeling a twinge of pain in her heart.
Ximen Longting suddenly let go and threw Gong Zihua onto the back of the chair, taking a few steps back dejectedly.
Otherwise, what can he do?
He knew Jing Jiaren's personality best. The more she was not allowed to do something, the more she would do it.
Like a rebellious child, everything goes against his ideas...
If he does Gong Zihua, there will be another Gong Zihua!
He wanted to see how far Jing Jiaren could do it?
"I won't force you, I don't care about you, you can follow whoever you want," Ximen Longting Niutou stared at her, his scarlet lips grinning, "Are you satisfied with this?"
Jing Jiaren lowered her face, holding the pasta on the plate with her fork, rolling it in circles.
She was very hungry and had only eaten a few mouthfuls. The appearance of Ximen Longting immediately made her lose her appetite.
This woman's lack of response made him angry again...
Ximen Longting loosened a few collars, leaned on the table and asked, "But I'm curious, how do you plan to explain it to Leng Lintian?"
"..."
"One woman and two husbands?... But I don't mind that when you get tired of playing with them, you can think of me as your bed partner. My bed skills are much better than theirs, and I guarantee that I will serve you comfortably." He said to himself
Gan said dejectedly, the devilish grin on his lips was his protective color.
Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide and her heart ached: "Okay, don't be so unpunctual next time."