Ximen Longting curled his lips in satisfaction and locked his eyes tightly on her face, showing his usual domineering and gentle attitude.
Jing Jiaren found that he really... looked at her and observed everything about her.
Suddenly remembering that the half bowl of white fungus soup had not been finished, Jing Jiaren picked it up and said, "There is more in the kitchen, do you want a bowl too?"
"Okay, I'll eat with you."
"By the way, how did you know I was angry?" Jing Jiaren asked strangely.
"Is there something I don't know about you?" Ximen Longting said matter-of-factly.
The maid made hot tea and happily went to the kitchen to serve the white fungus soup. The family was short of manpower, so she had to work alone now.
"Ximen Longting, why don't you go take a hot bath first?" Jing Jiaren flicked the snowflakes on his head with her hand, "I feel so cold just looking at you."
Her hand touched his cheek...
Sure enough, it's cold.
"Why don't you wear more clothes!"
After drinking hot tea and eating two bowls of white fungus soup, Jing Jiaren hummed a tune and helped him fill the water in the bathtub.
The mist was getting thicker, and Ximen Longting took off his clothes and stood on the sink shaving in only his briefs.
"It would be perfect if a pair of sons were around at this time."
"When I'm not so busy at work, take STAR over."
"Really?" Jing Jiaren's eyes sparkled, "Don't lie to me."
Now she can often see videos from the Beauty Kingdom, and meeting STAR through the screen cannot "quench her thirst" at all.
Ximen Longting wiped the bubbles on his chin: "When did your husband lie to you?"
Jing Jiaren dragged her out of the bathtub and picked up the clothes that Ximen Longting had changed.
Such expensive shirts cannot be thrown into the washing machine. In the past, servants washed them by hand.
There are not so many servants now, so Jing Jiaren plans to help him wash...
As for jackets or coats, they will be sent to the dry cleaners.
Jing Jiaren took his shirt and sniffed it subconsciously: "Ximen Longting, your clothes smell of women's perfume."
Ximen Longting put down the razor and glared at her: "You also smell the clothes, are they dirty?"
"Just smell it out of habit...it really does smell like a woman's perfume." Jing Jiaren smelled it hard a few more times, "I remember you don't wear perfume."
Occasionally apply a little men's moisturizer, the smell is very familiar to her and she can't tell the difference.
Ximen Longting smiled with red lips and supported the sink with one hand: "Do you suspect that I have a woman outside?"
"How dare you!" Jing Jiaren frowned and looked for something on her shirt.
"What are you looking for?"
"A woman's lipstick mark."
Ximen Longting glared at her displeasedly: "Thinking too much! How is that possible!"
"I'm so disappointed... I really didn't find it." Jing Jiaren raised her eyes and glared at him, pretending to be sad.
"Nonsense, how can a woman get close to me casually?"
"Where did the perfume come from?"
Ximen Longting lay in the bathtub, squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "Banquet, ballroom dancing?" This is the only opportunity to have close contact with women.
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, he actually danced with a woman... Damn it, I felt so uncomfortable.
Ximen Longting usually does a good job in this area and does not let any woman approach him, even if it is a servant, he will avoid it.
Knowing that Ximen Longting was just for socializing——
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "Are you unhappy?"
"No...why am I unhappy?" Jing Jiaren took the laundry detergent and poured it into the tub.