As soon as he learned that Ximen Longting's illness was caused by hunger, Wilson sent his servants to buy food.
"Master, I have bought porridge and noodles, which one do you want to eat?"
Ximen Longting remained silent.
Wilson personally brought out the porridge, but before he even got close to the bed, murderous eyes flew towards him.
Wilson has been with Ximen Longting for many years and knows his master's temperament very well.
When he gets angry, everyone around him is cannon fodder...
Then he looked at Jing Jiaren: "Miss Jing."
Except Jing Jiaren.
Jing Jiaren raised her head and immediately understood what Wilson meant. She stood up and said, "There's no soda in the porridge, right?"
"certainly."
Jing Jiaren took the bowl of porridge, but Ximen Longting's cold and murderous eyes were fixed on Jing Jiaren, preventing her from getting closer.
Jing Jiaren has never been afraid of death. She will feed him when she walks in front of him...
"When did you become so obedient?" His sarcastic voice sounded, "You will do whatever he asks you to do?"
"Didn't you listen to the doctor? You need to nourish your stomach. You need to start eating something now."
"I know my body very well, I don't need you to worry about it!"
Jing Jiaren said nothing and stirred the porridge. It was already a little cold due to the distance.
She raised her hand and scooped out a spoonful to feed him, but he didn't eat and frowned.
He didn't know why, but when he saw Jing Jiaren, he kept thinking of those photos, the way she served Leng Lintian tenderly with her lowered eyebrows.
Does she also care about Leng Lintian and feed him?
After not seeing each other for just a few days, she seemed to have been tamed by Leng Lintian, becoming as docile as a sheep and accepting every turn.
Oh!
"If you don't eat it, the porridge won't taste good when it gets cold." Jing Jiaren said in a low voice, coaxingly, "It smells delicious. Would you like to take a bite and try it?"
"Has serving become a habit?"
He suddenly said something.
Jing Jiaren naturally didn't understand: "What do you mean?"
"Pretend, keep pretending." He raised his hand, and the spoon in Jing Jiaren's hand flew out and fell on the bed sheets.
Jing Jiaren's hand was so painful from the blow.
"Don't show that deadly expression. The more you look at it, the more disgusting it becomes."
Disgusting? He actually used this word to describe her.
"You really want me to die. Who can show you this?" Ximen Longting snatched the bowl from her hand and smashed it to the ground.
Jing Jiaren's heart froze when she heard the sound of the bowl breaking violently.
He started going crazy again, and this time it was more terrifying than ever before. In the past, all she had to do was show weakness and coax him, but this time, no matter what she did, it was all wrong.
It is wrong not to explain, and it is wrong to explain.
It is wrong to be indifferent to him, but it is even more wrong to care about him!
She suddenly didn't know what to do?
Wilson looked at his master in surprise. He didn't expect that Jing Jiaren would inflame Ximen Longting's anger. Normally, Jing Jiaren would definitely be the calming agent for Ximen Longting when he went crazy. Once she appeared, his flames, no matter how strong they were burning, would be extinguished.
.
Today, the situation is exactly the opposite!
Jing Jiaren also felt it, and the way Ximen Longting looked at her completely changed.
Those red pupils burning like flames are actually the chill of a world of ice and snow...
It was cold to the core of her bones.
Jing Jiaren also has her own temper: "You don't want to eat, do you?"
"roll."
"Okay, if you don't eat, I will starve your son to death."