Seeing them living in harmony, Jing Jiaren was relieved.
But they saw SUN ordering the servant to bring a set of paintbrushes, asking Wilson to sit on the sofa and not moving, and scribbling on Wilson's face with colorful pens.
"SUN..."
"I've wanted to bully Gong's son like this for a long time. I really want to paint a bastard's face on his face!"
"As long as the young master is happy, I have no objection..." Wilson comforted him thoughtfully, "Miss Xie Jing cares about you."
Jing Jiaren opened her mouth and closed it again. What could she say?
Ximen Longting leaned on the back of the sofa, flicking an iPad in his hand, and added in a dull voice: "Draw something ugly."
"As you command!"
"It's so childish." Jing Jiaren leaned over, "What are you looking at?"
What is displayed on the IPAD is a golden treasure map, densely packed with totems, and strange characters that are simply incomprehensible.
Jing Jiaren put her hands on his shoulders and raised her eyebrows in slight surprise: "COPYed from Gong Zihua's mobile phone?"
"Um."
Ximen Longting moved his fingers on the map, zooming in on some places to see, and frowned.
"Do you see what's going on?"
"Not yet."
I saw him holding his iPad and studying here for more than an hour. It turned out that he was studying the map.
That's right, if he could find out the truth so quickly, Gong Zihua wouldn't have studied it for so long...
Ximen Longting pressed his fingers tiredly between his eyebrows.
"Are you tired?" Jing Jiaren thoughtfully took the iPad aside and said, "Let's study this slowly... If you have a headache, can I rub it for you?"
Ximen Longting's eyes fell on her face, with a smile in his eyes: "So considerate?"
"Lean your head on the sofa and close your eyes." Jing Jiaren pressed his head considerately, trying to get him to lean on the sofa.
Ximen Longting pointed to her legs: "This is the place I want to lie down most."
Jing Jiaren curled her lips and smiled, sat up and patted her legs: "Come on."
Ximen Longting lay down and rested his head on her legs, while his two long legs were stretched across the armrests of the sofa.
With his long eyelashes closed, he said with a look of enjoyment: "Jing Jiaren, if I can lie here forever, my death will be worth it."
Jing Jiaren breathed quietly: "Fool, don't say unlucky words."
"..."
Her fingers massaged his temples back and forth, with varying degrees of force.
Her fingertips gently touched the curvature of his face and his strong and handsome features.
Ximen Longting closed his eyes, his face was handsome and his appearance was just right.
Jing Jiaren looked at him and couldn't get enough of it...
Suddenly, Big Boss Ximen asked quietly: "Is he more handsome or am I?"
"He?" Jing Jiaren frowned, "Leng Lintian?"
"palace!"
"Mong Zihua?" Jing Jiaren laughed out loud, "Do you care so much?"
Ximen Longting opened his eyes furiously. He was so uneasy when it came to men: "Who is handsome?"
"Gong Zihua can only be described as beautiful and enchanting... As for you, you are handsome and handsome. Who do you think is handsome?" Jing Jiaren pressed back and forth on his forehead.
Ximen Longting was dissatisfied: "Are you avoiding my question?"
"There's no way to avoid it... Didn't I make it very clear? Of course men want to be MAN, masculine... At least I like your type. I don't want a man who is prettier than me."