Ximen Longting poured another glass of wine, swinging the goblet back and forth in his hand without drinking.
It was as if the magnificent red color flowing in the cup was far more beautiful than the taste he drank...
And Jing Jiaren was completely out of his sight.
Weird, too weird.
Jing Jiaren pressed her hands on the table and knew Ximen Longting's character - he didn't like to keep secrets from her and would tell her anything she asked.
And once he refuses to say anything, it is even more strict than hers and cannot be pried out no matter what.
Jing Jiaren was so panicked...
There were a lot of random guesses for a while, and the biggest guess was Wang Yingying. Is it related to her?
Could it be that Ximen Longting was bewitched by that woman?
They had skin-to-skin contact for the first time. Later, Ximen Longting was caught, will he do it again...
Second time, third time?
I couldn't think deeply about it at all, and I couldn't ask for fear of running into trouble.
Jing Jiaren was so confused that she didn't know what to do.
"Husband Ximen, if you're full, go to bed early." Jing Jiaren finally broke the deadlock.
Ximen Longting came back from his deep thoughts: "It's so late, it's really time to go to bed."
"..." This is not what he should answer.
Damn, it’s common to fight until daylight.
Even if he doesn't sleep today, he will be active and energetic in bed...
That’s called Ximen Longting!
The tall figure stood up, finished the red wine glass in one gulp, and placed it on the table.
Then he walked to the big bed alone...
Jing Jiaren took a breath, she would usually hug him to bed.
The current gap in treatment made her feel very uneasy.
"Husband Ximen..." Jing Jiaren called softly.
Ximen Longting is spreading the quilt.
"Hug." Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand. She was only wearing three-point lace lingerie, which was sexy and charming.
Ximen Longting glanced at it, his eyes only stayed for less than three seconds, and then he wandered away: "Hey, I'm making a quilt. If you have hands and feet, come over."
Are you sure this is what Ximen Se~lang said? Isn’t it someone else who was possessed and came back?
Jing Jiaren really wants to use a magnifying glass to study him...
But she tried her best to comfort herself, maybe she was overthinking it.
After all, Ximen Longting has lost power now, and has been in such a state of decline for a few more days. The man's self-esteem has been greatly damaged.
That's why he ignores her, it's normal.
After taking a few deep breaths, Jing Jiaren walked over and climbed onto the bed. A bed of rose petals was shaking on the bed.
"The petals have been knocked off, let's just sleep like this. Okay?"
"what ever."
Ximen Longting placed his pillow on the edge of the bed, leaned as far as possible, fell down with his heavy body, and covered himself with the quilt.
Jing Jiaren relaxed and looked at him sideways.
They usually sleep on the same pillow, and she will fall asleep with her pillow in his arms.
"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren couldn't help but call him.
"What do you want to say? Don't always be hesitant to say it." Ximen Longting turned his face to look at her, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, "You can't say anything to me?"
It seems intimate, not much different from usual...
But something is quietly changing, there is an invisible alienation.
Both of them are very aware of that layer of alienation.
"It's nothing," Jing Jiaren finally bit her lower lip and shook her head, "You're sleepy. If anything happens, we'll talk about it when you wake up tomorrow."