Ximen BOSS's face was particularly dark, his eyes were shining with dark red light, and he was probably thinking of escaping.
Jing Jiaren saw that he didn't eat much, so she kept urging him to eat more.
Ximen Longting cut the food coldly: "You are very relieved."
"If this food was poisoned, we wouldn't be enjoying this kind of treatment now."
Anyway, he doesn't trust anyone in his life. Except himself, except Jing Jiaren.
"You are just suspicious." Although it is good to be vigilant.
But Jing Jiaren couldn't bear to let him go hungry...
"Eat more. If there is an emergency, we will have the strength to fight against it." Jing Jiaren put the meat on his plate piece by piece.
Ximen Longting stared at her solemnly: "I haven't met you yet, but you are already looking forward to it?"
"What's the expectation?"
"He is so doting, are you satisfied!?"
"Ximen Longting, which muscle is twitching on you?"
Ximen Longting had a sullen face and said nothing. He put a piece of meat in his mouth and pursed it coldly.
Damn, he already hates Dad Jing, and now here comes Dong Gong!
How dare you pamper Jing Jiaren and build a "Royal Princess" and a "Princess City"... These are things that only Ximen Longting can do for Jing Jiaren. What rights does that old immortal have!
Jing Jiaren looked at him for a while, and soon understood Ximen Longting's dilemma, and a bright smile appeared at the corner of her eyes.
"It turns out-our French vinegar bucket is jealous again?"
"What a fuss!"
"Looking at your stinky face, are you not happy that Mr. Dong Gong is doting on me?" After getting along for a long time, she began to be able to observe the words and emotions.
"Nagging!"
"Ximen Longting, in fact, it is better for Mr. Donggong to be nice to me than if he is not nice to me! You are so jealous!"
"Noisy!"
At eight o'clock in the evening, passing through the small town of Sur, Jing Jiaren saw a series of lights in the distance.
She and Ximen Longting were sitting at the front of the train, sitting on soft velvet chairs. It was as if they had traveled through a time tunnel in a time car and suddenly saw a vast field of vision ahead.
Jing Jiaren couldn't believe that there were so many undulating houses underground.
Most of the buildings are English-style cottages, wrapped with lights.
Seen from a distance, the lights outline the shape of the house, which is as beautiful as a dream.
"Ximen Longting, did you see that?" Jing Jiaren nestled in Ximen Longting's arms and pulled off his sleeves.
The little STAR was sleeping in Jing Jiaren's arms, with her novel eyes wide open, and the beautiful world of lights reflected in her dark pupils.
A plate of servants stood upright and said slightly proudly: "Miss, the third stop is here, the town of Sur."
"Third stop?"
"Yes, when you were asleep, we had already passed the first two stations."
"Mama." STAR's little hand held Jing Jiaren, hesitating that there was no baby clothes to change. The little guy was still wearing a clown costume, a red nose, and a hat with two drooped horns and two small balls hanging down.
As he moved, the ball swayed.
"Son, do you see it?" Jing Jiaren raised the STAR and looked at the picture in front of her.
The train rumbled closer, and the spectacular town got closer and closer.
Ximen Longting lifted his long legs and said coldly: "Jing Jiaren, don't you know?"
I have seen so much with her, and I am still amazed by this.
Isn't it just an underground town? He even built an undersea palace. What's so great about it——!