Jing Jiaren hugged him and buried her head on his shoulder. More and more tears flowed, and finally she couldn't help crying sadly...
She didn't know how long she cried, but Ximen Longting didn't move.
She felt that the light of the fire was gradually weakening, and the torch in the vase seemed to burn very short, as if it was about to burn out.
There were rustling sounds all around again. Are those scorpions about to move?
A chill ran down Jing Jiaren's back because the smoke had disappeared a lot and the fire had been extinguished long ago.
When this fire also dims, will she and Ximen Longting become a feast for scorpions?
don't want……
That kind of death is painful.
"Ximen Longting, you are so selfish." Jing Jiaren's shoulders were as heavy as a mountain, and she slowly pushed him away and leaned against the bed.
The weight was removed, and her shoulders seemed to fall apart.
Ximen Longting was leaning against the edge of the bed as if he was asleep, with perfect handsome face, dirty cheeks, and long eyelashes casting shadows...
Jing Jiaren's index finger touched his breath slightly, very weakly.
However, it is no different from death.
He doesn't even feel it anymore...
Jing Jiaren took out a tissue and wiped his face clean, smoothed his messy hair with her fingers, and let him lean against her in a handsome posture.
"Ximen Longting, I told you that I would accompany you."
Her index finger stroked his eyebrows, nose, and soft lips. She leaned forward and pressed a mark on his lips.
Jing Jiaren got up, picked up the torch, walked to the wine vat, scooped up the wine with a spoon and poured it around the area.
The wine was poured on the ground, a group of scorpions tentatively crawled over, and Jing Jiaren lowered the fire to the ground.
boom!
The ignited fire instantly scared away the group of scorpions.
Jing Jiaren poured wine around the room and lit a fire.
There was no way she would let these scorpions hurt Ximen Longting...
Even if he were to die, it would be the most handsome and complete way to die.
Flames were jumping in every corner of the secret room, and the red fire dyed Jing Jiaren's eyes red. Her tears were not dry, and her delicate and beautiful face had an extremely charming look.
Suddenly, Jing Jiaren saw several scorpions crawling toward Ximen Longting while she was not paying attention.
"Go away, get out of here!"
Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand and swept the two scorpions from Ximen Longting's body to the ground. She immediately faced the torch and forced them back.
"Everyone go away..."
She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and her whole body smelled of alcohol.
"Don't touch him, no one is allowed. Burn you to death!" She waved the spoon almost frantically, spilling the wine wantonly.
The scorpion was forced out by the fire and fled on the ground full of flames, the flames rising high.
Ximen Longting lowered his head and moved his fingers on the ground slightly——
"What are you doing?" A deep magnetic voice sounded.
Jing Jiaren's back stiffened, and she turned around in disbelief and saw Ximen Longting opening his eyes and staring at her.
"You, are you awake?" She was so surprised that her hand loosened and the golden spoon fell to the ground.
Ximen Longting pressed his eyebrows and asked seriously: "Are you setting fire?"
Jing Jiaren was standing by the fire. She seemed not to feel the heat of the flames at all. She looked at him with a smile: "I thought you wouldn't wake up."
"You want to burn us?"
"I thought you were dead..."
"How can I die if you keep quarreling in my ears?" He forced himself to stand up and stood up precariously.
The flames have surrounded them. The wooden tables, chairs, cabinets, and dressing tables in the secret room are extremely easy to burn after being poured with wine...