3872. Chapter 3872 Jing Jiaren grabbed the corner of his mouth
As he said that, Ximen Longting took the initiative to walk towards her, taking long steps and awe-inspiring momentum.
It looks the same as usual.
Jing Jiaren stared at him: "Okay, okay, I know you can walk, you don't have to walk so far."
Ximen Longting stood in front of her and reached out to hook her bangs: "I know my body well."
"Then don't you like that I care about you?" Jing Jiaren was still scanning him sternly.
He had already taken the milk glass and drank it all in one go.
"Give me more of your care at night and let me express myself freely during the day."
Jing Jiaren was so trained by him that she immediately understood the meaning of his words.
She glared at him angrily: "I don't care how good you are, you can walk to the ground, but you are still not allowed to do strenuous exercise."
"..."
"It won't work at other times. The doctor has said that you should rest for at least half a month!"
"They are all a bunch of quacks. What do they know?" Ximen Longting kissed her on the lips with a milk-scented kiss.
Jing Jiaren smiled and hooked her arms around his neck, and the two looked at each other.
Wilson quickly put the books back, turned and left the room.
Jing Jiaren asked: "What book are you looking for?"
"nothing!"
"I've looked through all the books here, and they all seem to be genealogies." Jing Jiaren let go of him and walked towards the wooden bookshelf on one wall.
When she had nothing to do two days ago, she wanted to take a look and found that they were all French books.
Although she couldn't understand the words inside, judging from the photos of people in each booklet...
Ximen Longting held her with his long hand: "It's boring, don't look at it."
"Aren't you looking for books? I want to help you."
"I can't find it, just look around." He lowered his eyes darkly and pulled her towards the bed.
Leng Lintian is unconscious, and asking him for an antidote is simply a fantasy. The only person who can cure Jing Jiaren's poison now is probably the people from the East Palace...
The person who used to make medicine was Jian Chenche, and that man was also from Donggong.
But without the antigen, how much time does Jing Jiaren have to wait for him to dig out the Donggong family?
Ximen Longting sat on the French single sofa beside the bed and pulled her onto his lap.
"Jing Jiaren."
"Um?"
"It's more difficult for me to like a woman than to conquer a kingdom." He put his hands into her hair, hating himself for being so powerless at this time.
Jing Jiaren frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose: "What's the matter with you, are you always so negative these days?"
"..."
"The biggest difficulty has been overcome. We have just experienced life and death. What are you still afraid of? Ximen Longting, be happy."
Ximen Longting's eyes were deep, and his red gemstone eyes were like a vast ocean, unfathomable.
"Smile~" Jing Jiaren pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Smile."
How did she know that he was so annoyed that he wanted to chop his head off——
First, Jing Jiaren and her son were sent to the Kingdom of Jiaren. He went to France to get the starfish Qiguang, and waited for Gong Zihua's people to come to him and negotiate terms to get the antidote.
In between, there are countless possible variables.
Ximen Longting's hands were roaming around her back. When she noticed it, the zipper had been slid open, and his hands reached in and moved across her skin.
"Husband Ximen, my waist still hurts!" It feels like a broken bone.
"Jingjiao, wife, cherish the time you spend with me." Damn, stay together less and stay apart more.
Thinking of the upcoming separation, he almost wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.