Ximen Longting stroked her hair and smelled it: "The scent of hair has also changed."
Nonsense, I used to use high-end products, imported...
"You don't know the brand you used to use before?"
"How can I remember such a small thing?" Ximen Longting frowned. He used to have countless servants to take care of his daily life.
Jing Jiaren held his hand and said, "Go to the living area over at the entrance. I remember the brand and the scent you like."
Ximen Longting raised the corners of his lips and walked beside her, watching her take him to the living area and scan the shelves.
Finally, he pointed to a bottle of shower gel high up: "It's that brand, cherry flavored."
Ximen Longting stretched out his hand and took it down.
"The shampoo is strawberry flavored."
The long hand was taken down again.
Jing Jiaren bent his hand: "By the way, this is the brand of laundry detergent..."
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "You have never washed clothes before, and you even know this?"
"I've smelled the smell of your clothes." Jing Jiaren smiled, "The scent of this brand is very unique."
"So your hobby is smelling my clothes?"
"Better than you... Ximen BOSS's hobby is to smell my toes." Jing Jiaren stepped on him deliberately.
Ximen Longting lowered his face and bit her ear in punishment.
Click, click...
From the moment they got off the car and entered the supermarket, there were cameras capturing everything about them.
Jing Jiaren had a smile on her lips, looking like a happy little woman.
Ximen Longting hugged her and almost walked a few steps before kissing Jing Jiaren...
Occasionally the forehead, the tip of the nose, the cheeks, the eyebrows, the long eyelashes of her closed eyes.
While she was shopping, he was behind her and kissed the back of her head.
Jing Jiaren had seen a pair of middle-aged Frenchmen on the street before, kissing from the street to the end of the street. It was the kind of kiss that didn't contain any emotion, it was very rich and intense.
They attracted the attention of many people along the way, but they were just happy as if no one else was watching.
Jing Jiaren also frowned and was surprised...
If they were just young lovers, such a passionate and crazy love would be normal.
But the French couple both wore wedding rings on their hands. They were over fifty, and they could still maintain such love...
That's true love.
Jing Jiaren turned around, and Ximen Longting kissed the side of her face out of habit.
Jing Jiaren flicked her finger on the bridge of his nose: "Are all French people like this?"
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"nothing."
"Jing Jiaren! How dare you not speak clearly!"
"Have you not noticed that we are the center of attention no matter where we go..." Jing Jiaren was also troubled, even though she was wearing big sunglasses, "Is your habit of walking a few steps away and kissing you because of your race or your personal reasons?
"
Fortunately, her face has been sharpened enough!
Ximen Longting froze slightly and stared at her with his red eyes through his spectacles: "It depends on the person!"
However, it is true that most French men are very romantic and enjoy life.
"Moreover, it is said that foreign men have particularly strong sexual desires."
"Where did you hear all this nonsense?"
"Magazines...television." Jing Jiaren selected men's underwear, "This seems to be an open secret."
"Don't look at those strange things in the future!" A woman is studying whether a man is strong or not, and no one will be happy about it.
"I'll call you Mr. Mighty from now on."
"..." Ximen Longting glanced at the shelves, and his expression suddenly changed. [Mr. Mighty Toilet Cleaning Liquid]