Jing Jiaren began to suffer from insomnia and nightmares frequently. When she was awake, she was either in a daze or absent-minded, and her mental condition was getting worse day by day.
In the middle of the night, the desk lamp was turned on.
Jing Jiaren was shaken awake by a pair of big hands from her nightmare.
She gasped and opened her eyes, seeing Ximen Longting's warm eyes: "Are you having a nightmare again?"
Jing Jiaren suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged him, her body still trembling slightly in his arms.
Ximen Longting patted her back gently and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream..."
Damn it, what kind of nightmare scares her so much, but she keeps silent every time I ask her. Ximen Longting's dark eyes just want to get into her mind and smash any dream that hurts her.
Jing Jiaren has become accustomed to seeing him every time she opens her eyes.
Those red eyes made her feel warm and peaceful...
But thinking of the dream just now, her body suddenly froze and she pushed him away violently.
Ximen Longting stared at her: "What's wrong?"
"Let's sleep in separate rooms."
"..." He pinched her chin tightly, "What did you say?"
"I make so much noise every night that you can't sleep," Jing Jiaren said with wandering eyes, "Just sleep separately."
"Excuse, are you worried that I won't be able to sleep?"
"Pregnant women have to sleep in separate beds!"
"You have nightmares every day, but I'm here to take care of you." Ximen Longting got out of bed with his sexy chest exposed, and brought a glass of warm water over, "You won't be afraid when you wake up and you can't see me?"
Afraid, she was afraid when she woke up and fell asleep these days!
In the dream, Ximen Longting always discovers the truth, and monk Yanxuan fights each other.
Sometimes it was Shang Yanxuan who died and she was sad; sometimes it was Ximen Longting who died and she was sad too...
And today, she dreamed that they were all dead and bleeding like rivers.
I think about it day and night, maybe I know that Shang Yanxuan is in the castle, sooner or later they will meet, and sooner or later the truth will be revealed!
"Just get used to it," Jing Jiaren said, raising her eyes, "I've always slept alone before, and I've never been afraid."
"From now on, you have me. You have to get used to having me."
He fed her water.
His eyes shone with a light that was warmer than the light: "Besides, if I recognize the bed, I will be even more unable to sleep if we share a room."
"Do you want the bed?" Jing Jiaren heard him say it for the first time, "Then I'll give you this room."
"You are my bed...I only recognize you!"
"..."
He took the remaining water glass and hugged her into his arms when he went to bed: "Sleep, it's still early."
He was used to having her by his side, and he would fall asleep peacefully only by smelling the fragrance of her hair.
And what about Jing Jiaren? She also found that she was gradually getting used to his existence. If she saw that he was not around when she woke up, she would always feel empty in her heart...
She also realized her dependence on him, so she wanted to distance them in time before she fell completely into him.
But how could Ximen Longting be willing to give her such an opportunity?!
The next day, something happened in the manor.
In the early morning, Wilson knocked on the door softly and reported to Ximen Longting: "Mr. Leng had an argument with the second lady. He stabbed himself in the heart and the bleeding continued. I'm afraid his life is in danger!"
Ximen Longting glanced at the woman in his arms, moved her to the bed with his hands, picked up the clothes and walked out of the room.
While putting on his clothes, he asked coldly: "Doctor?"
"They must have rushed over. The second lady is very excited. The bodyguards can't control it. I'm afraid something will happen. The second lady will not be able to think about it..." And Jing Jiaren began to suffer from insomnia and nightmares frequently. When she was awake, she was either in a daze or absent-minded.
The situation is getting worse day by day.
In the middle of the night, the desk lamp was turned on.
Jing Jiaren was shaken awake by a pair of big hands from her nightmare.
She gasped and opened her eyes, seeing Ximen Longting's warm eyes: "Are you having a nightmare again?"
Jing Jiaren suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged him, her body still trembling slightly in his arms.
Ximen Longting patted her back gently and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream..."
Damn it, what kind of nightmare scares her so much, but she keeps silent every time I ask her. Ximen Longting's dark eyes just want to get into her mind and smash any dream that hurts her.
Jing Jiaren has become accustomed to seeing him every time she opens her eyes.
Those red eyes made her feel warm and peaceful...
But thinking of the dream just now, her body suddenly froze and she pushed him away violently.
Ximen Longting stared at her: "What's wrong?"
"Let's sleep in separate rooms."
"..." He pinched her chin tightly, "What did you say?"
"I make so much noise every night that you can't sleep," Jing Jiaren said with wandering eyes, "Just sleep separately."
"Excuse, are you worried that I won't be able to sleep?"
"Pregnant women have to sleep in separate beds!"
"You have nightmares every day, but I'm here to take care of you." Ximen Longting got out of bed with his sexy chest exposed, and brought a glass of warm water over, "You won't be afraid when you wake up and you can't see me?"
Afraid, she was afraid when she woke up and fell asleep these days!
In the dream, Ximen Longting always discovers the truth, and monk Yanxuan fights each other.
Sometimes it was Shang Yanxuan who died and she was sad; sometimes it was Ximen Longting who died and she was sad too...
And today, she dreamed that they were all dead and bleeding like rivers.
I think about it day and night, maybe I know that Shang Yanxuan is in the castle, sooner or later they will meet, and sooner or later the truth will be revealed!
"Just get used to it," Jing Jiaren said, raising her eyes, "I've always slept alone before, and I've never been afraid."
"From now on, you have me. You have to get used to having me."
He fed her water.
His eyes shone with a light that was warmer than the light: "Besides, if I recognize the bed, I will be even more unable to sleep if we share a room."
"Do you want the bed?" Jing Jiaren heard him say it for the first time, "Then I'll give you this room."
"You are my bed...I only recognize you!"
"..."
He took the remaining water glass and hugged her into his arms when he went to bed: "Sleep, it's still early."
He was used to having her by his side, and he would fall asleep peacefully only by smelling the fragrance of her hair.
And what about Jing Jiaren? She also found that she was gradually getting used to his existence. If she saw that he was not around when she woke up, she would always feel empty in her heart...
She also realized her dependence on him, so she wanted to distance them in time before she fell completely into him.
But how could Ximen Longting be willing to give her such an opportunity?!
The next day, something happened in the manor.
In the early morning, Wilson knocked on the door softly and reported to Ximen Longting: "Mr. Leng had an argument with the second lady. He stabbed himself in the heart and the bleeding continued. I'm afraid his life is in danger!"
Ximen Longting glanced at the woman in his arms, moved her to the bed with his hands, picked up the clothes and walked out of the room.
While putting on his clothes, he asked coldly: "Doctor?"
"They must have rushed over. The second lady is very excited and the bodyguards can't control it. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, the second lady will not be able to think about it..."