"Okay, it's up to you." Ximen Longting lifted her chin with his index finger, leaned in habitually, and was about to kiss her lips.
SUN's little hand suddenly stretched out and covered Jing Jiaren's lips: "No kiss!"
"..."
“Not suitable for children!”
"..."
SUN pouted, made a pop on Jing Jiaren's cheek, put his arms around Jing Jiaren's neck and placed him between their positions, with a satisfied look on his face: "I am the queen."
At this point, Jing Jiaren has personally understood the true meaning of fighting within the nest.
Ximen Longting frowned, not angry, and adjusted the screen in front of him.
First class cabins have attentive service and built-in TVs...
"KING, this girl is very upright."
"Ugly!"
"Is this correct?"
"ugly!"
SUN said earnestly and sincerely: "Yes, yes, you should have such understanding."
"You want to frame me?" You want to seduce him?
"Who told you to fall in love with someone like He Cungu..."
The family of three nestled together, eating snacks and fruit platters brought by the stewardess, and the atmosphere was full of warmth.
…
In the morning, Jing Jiaren opened the curtains in the room, and the morning light came in, shining with a beautiful halo.
After getting off the plane, she and Ximen Longting arrived at the villa he had booked. She tried her best not to be too luxurious, but in the end it was equipped with a private swimming pool, front yard, golf course, etc.
Originally, the company had booked a hotel here for her, and she was supposed to fly over yesterday with the hotel staff.
All because of Ximen Longting, who broke the rules.
SUN slept soundly on the big bed, while Ximen Longting unpacked his suitcase and was actually arranging his clothes in a good-tempered manner.
Jing Jiaren turned around and looked at him: "Why don't you let the servants take care of it?"
"Will your underwear be touched by your servants?"
"..."
"Do you think I can't fold it well? Don't underestimate me!" Ximen Longting hung the clothes in categories.
Jing Jiaren curled her lips. She didn't look down on him, she was just worried that he would be tired...
After thinking about it, she usually kept her thoughts in her heart, and he never knew what she thought.
Jing Jiaren coughed: "I'm not looking down on you, I'm just worried that you'll be tired."
Ximen Longting's tall figure froze and glanced at her strangely, but soon, his handsome face was like a sunflower that had been watered, and instantly became full of vitality.
"come over!"
"what?"
"If you think I'm tired, give me a slap on the back!"
Jing Jiaren walked up behind him, slapped his shoulders and back, and squeezed his waist and arms.
Ximen Longting kept moving and put the last few pieces of underwear into the drawer. Jing Jiaren put them behind him and hammered them diligently.
Ximen Longting suddenly grabbed her wrist and wrapped it around her waist: "Why do you suddenly remember to be so nice to me?"
Jing Jiaren pressed her body against his back, and her face was forced to rest on his back.
"I'm nice to you, but you don't like it?"
"Not used to it!" I was flattered.
"I'm so mean... you're right, I'm really harsh on you." Jing Jiaren murmured, frightening him. If she was a little nicer to him, he would think she had something in mind.
It seems like I have a picture.
"I'm going to the hotel lobby to gather at 9 o'clock to report." Jing Jiaren checked the time and said, "It's only around 5 o'clock now. Are you sleepy?"
"You want to sleep? Should I sleep with you?"
"No, I slept too much on the plane... let's go for a walk." The air outside is fresh.