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Sun hugged Jing Jiaren's body tightly, hooking her hands and feet habitually.
Separated by his son, Ximen Longting leaned forward and kissed her lips.
It was also a light kiss without any passion or desire...
"Jing Jiao~ Wife, good night."
Jing Jiaren looked at him sweetly: "Good night, boss."
…
The morning sunlight filtered in and warmed the room.
Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes slightly and found that the big and small doors on the bed were gone.
The door to the terrace was open, a few sparrows were jumping and chirping, and there was the faint voice of Ximen Longting's voice...
Jing Jiaren put on Ximen Longting's shirt and walked to the window sill. Sure enough, she saw father and son sitting by the railing, talking for a long time!
This is such an unexpected scene.
The sun shone on them, one large and one small, and surrounded them in a dazzling halo. The morning fog surrounding the 13 oak trees in the morning was not yet thick.
The light mist floats elegantly, as if you are in a fairyland in a dream.
"Queen, you're awake!" Sun immediately noticed Jing Jiaren and raised her little face with a cheerful expression.
"Well, you guys woke up so early?"
"Because King always wipes Sun's ass!"
"Wipe your ass!?"
Ximen Longting liked to hold Jing Jiaren in his arms at night. When he fell asleep, he would reach out to wipe it. Who knew that Sun would just fall asleep on Jing Jiaren's body, with his little butt raised...
Hearing this, Boss Ximen immediately became angry: "Shut up and go brush your teeth."
"What did you talk about?"
"A topic among men!"
Jing Jiaren looked teasing: "I rarely see you chatting?"
Ximen Longting glared at her: "Don't give me such an expression..."
sun(￣3￣): “Women are not allowed to listen to men’s topics!”
It was rare for them to be so in tune with each other. Although Jing Jiaren was curious, she could probably guess what they said. It was nothing more than words of encouragement to her son, said in the same way as Ximen Longting.
He still loves his son, but in a different way!
In the morning light, Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes and looked at Ximen Longting with a gentle smile.
"Why are you laughing?" Ximen Longting put his arm around Jing Jiaren's shoulders and kicked Sun's little butt with his long legs without shoes, "Walk faster, little dwarf."
"(^)Huh! When you grow up, you will regret humiliating me like this!"
Mr. Ximen’s people came early to pick up Sun and go to class...
Jing Jiaren was afraid that Sun would cry, so she hid in the bathroom and refused to go out.
Sure enough, Sun kept banging on the door outside, crying until he was hoarse and heartbroken!
Jing Jiaren leaned against the door. Although she had expected it, she still felt uncomfortable hearing his cry.
I vaguely heard Ximen Longting's reprimand: "What I told you this morning, were I wasting my saliva in vain?"
"No...Queen, wuwuwu..."
"Ximen Weilin, you are my son, Ximen Longting, don't be a coward!"
"Sun can eat any kind of bitterness. Sun is not a crybaby!... Wuwuwu, Queen, don't leave... Sun must be obedient..."
Jing Jiaren put an arm around her shoulders. She must find the antidote and live. She couldn't bear to let her lovely Sun become an orphan without parents.
When the door knocked again, there was only Ximen Longting's voice: "He has left."
Jing Jiaren opened the lock and stood in front of the sink to wash her face with water.
Ximen Longting opened the door and hugged her from behind, his arms tight.