Her heart throbbed so hard that she couldn't breathe.
Leng Aofeng had nothing for her... He could have had everything.
No, he also has a daughter. Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, it was the daughter of Ximen Longying who broke them up and made him most disgusted and unforgivable!
Jing Jiaren remembered that at the British ranch, Leng Aofeng despised Xiaomi and refused to even hug her.
She also knew that Leng Aofeng would be willing to give Ximen Longying's daughter just to help Jing Jiaren obtain the antigen.
The air was suffocating for a moment, Jing Jiaren spread the quilt in silence...
Ximen Longting walked in and frowned in displeasure: "He covered him and you put him on our bed?"
"..."
"Jing Jiao~Wife, what do you mean!?"
Knowing that he is mysophobic, he can't stand the smell of a man, let alone Leng Aofeng's...
Jing Jiaren calmed down: "Don't always dislike him like this...remember what you promised me?"
It's just the Lantern Festival today, just bear with it.
Ximen Longting turned away unbearably and vented his anger on the male attendant: "Why are you still standing, you are a waste!?"
The attendant who came in with him pushed a dining cart full of food.
Jing Jiaren hurriedly came over: "I'll come, I'll feed you."
Ximen Longting: "..."
"No need," Leng Aofeng said lightly, "I'll do it myself."
"Stop being so brave, how can you do it yourself?" Are you really just hanging your head to eat like a dog? She can't stand it!
The dining car could not be pushed into the cage, so Jing Jiaren brought it all to Leng Aofeng.
"Look, I still remember what you like to eat... I ordered the attendant to make it last night."
"..."
"What are you looking at me doing? Did I remember it wrong?" Jing Jiaren picked up a piece of spicy chicken and said, "The bones are all removed, just eat it."
The only time she fed him before, he still remembered, was when his fever reached 40°C. She personally cooked millet porridge and fried a few side dishes to feed him.
She has no talent for cooking, and what she cooks is really terrible...
However, that should be the best part of the memory, a taste that will never happen again.
"Leng Aofeng, what are you waiting for? Eat quickly!" Jing Jiaren urged anxiously, "If you don't eat like this, I will be worried."
Leng Aofeng finally opened his mouth and took the piece of meat.
Jing Jiaren became happy: "Ximen Longting, look, he has eaten."
"You are a human being who knows how to eat, so you are making a fuss out of a molehill!" Ximen Longting sat on the chair sourly, crossing his legs.
"Leng Aofeng, eat more."
Leng Aofeng looked at her seriously...
She never knows what he likes to eat, because the food he likes to eat is all adapted to her taste.
Jing Jiaren likes to eat spicy food, so Leng Aofeng lied to her and said that he also likes to eat spicy food...
Every time we go out to eat, let her order as much as she can.
In order to adapt to spicy food, he changed his eating habits and forced himself to eat.
Even though he was eating food that was clearly difficult to swallow, he would show a light and happy smile and say: It's delicious.
As time went by, he gradually forgot what he originally loved.
Of course, he took all the side dishes she didn't like, the ice cream flavor she hated, and the black tea she took a sip of.
She once joked:
[Leng Aofeng, you are a moving trash can next to me. 】
Just throw anything unpalatable to him.
He answered her seriously: "Then I will be your trash can for the rest of my life."