Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, wanting to curse but unable to form the words.
But this guy stared at her with a rogue expression and narrowed his fox eyes: "I'm really not interested in your type."
"..."
"You already have two children and a history of marriage. How could I be with a woman like you..." He sneered and looked away.
Jing Jiaren sneered: "I'm not interested in you, don't steal my lines."
He also gave a sneer.
"Besides, why do you keep repeating this matter?" Jing Jiaren said deliberately, "A guilty conscience? Covering your ears and stealing the bell?"
"fart!"
"Otherwise, who would you tell it to? It's not like you have something in your heart!"
Gong Zihua's fiery temper couldn't help but shout out in a hoarse voice: "I'm being fooled! If I want to be interested in you, why do I need to seize the treasure?"
"What do you mean?" Jing Jiaren heard the key.
This guy started acting dumb again.
"Gong Zihua," Jing Jiaren patted his face with her hand, "answer me quickly."
"Don't touch my face, your hands are dirty!" he said sternly.
"Na na," Jing Jiaren clicked her tongue deliberately, "If you don't answer me, I will not only touch your face, but also your whole body."
Mong Zihua's eyes were as wide as the same age, staring at her as if she were a ghost.
Jing Jiaren smiled seductively: "Why this expression? Don't tell me you are still a virgin?"
Gong Zihua: "..."
"Hey, is that pickled radish expression really real?"
"You are the pickled radish!" Gong Zihua's face turned black with anger.
Jing Jiaren suddenly burst out laughing. Hahaha, it's so funny.
"Mong Zihua, you can't, right? How old are you, and you haven't touched a woman yet?"
"..."
"Is there something wrong with you?" Jing Jiaren looked at him suspiciously and deliberately provoked him, knowing that his character couldn't bear to be provoked.
Sure enough, Gong Zihua retorted: "You are the one with the problem!"
"No problem...why don't you touch women? Do you like men?"
"Shut up!"
"I know, I like Ximen Longting's style...otherwise, why are you always peeking at him?"
"You are blind, when did I peek at him?"
"Yes, very often... Last time, I secretly compared my height with him." Jing Jiaren's shrewd eyes moved, "I didn't wrong you, did I? You obviously care about him... It's a pity, Ximen Longting is very normal.
He likes me, you have no chance."
"You woman! Don't force me to beat you!" Gong Zihua was so angry that her breath was unsteady. She hadn't eaten for several days, and now she was about to be pissed to death. "This young master is normal!"
"Oh, let me tell you, you are so old, how come you haven't found a woman?"
Gong Zihua gritted her teeth: "It's too dirty."
"..."
"I haven't found the one yet... that makes me think she is clean."
What logic is this.
"I want to find a woman who is clean both physically and mentally before I start talking to her!" He said these words with difficulty. It seemed that he himself felt embarrassed, and his face was wide open. Actually... even the roots behind his ears were...
red.
Jing Jiaren thought she had made a mistake: "Gong Zihua, are your ears red?"
"What a fuss!" He must have become angry from embarrassment.
It's actually quite fun to tease him.
Jing Jiaren was a little tired from squatting, so she stood up and poured a glass of water aside: "Let me guess - if I am right - you avoid me so much and listen to me, you obviously want to get rid of me.
, but it’s still the reason why he saved my life again and again—”