As time goes by, even if she doesn't deliberately imitate Jing Jiaren, they will influence each other and change their habits.
"Since you know this, why would you still put her with me?"
"Honey, you are so generous. Why should I mind if there is another you in the world?" Ximen Longting smiled but said, "I am so happy that I wake up laughing even in my dreams!"
Jing Jiaren's palms itched and she really wanted to hit him.
Before that, Ximen Longting also wanted to hit her——
The maid quickly packed the suitcase in preparation for departure.
Leng Jiaren is very obedient and does whatever she is asked to do, unlike Jing Jiaren who is unruly.
Ximen Longting was also very excited and kept asking Leng Jiaren to do this and that...
"Beauty, give me a glass of water."
"Beautiful lady, bring me that document."
"Beauty, rub your shoulders for me..."
At first, Leng Jiaren couldn't tell who Ximen Longting was calling, so she had to ask to confirm every time: "Are you calling me, or Jing?"
Ximen Longting would ignore Jing Jiaren and reply: "You!"
After many times, "Beauty" becomes the title of Leng Jiaren, and she will immediately think that she is called her.
Jing Jiaren was so angry that she wanted to pour hot water on Ximen Longting's face.
Of course, this is limited to imagination, is she willing to do it?
At this time, Leng Jiaren was standing behind the sofa, rubbing Ximen Longting's shoulders carefully.
I think she used to give Leng Lintian massages at home. She wasn't very skilled, but she was passable.
Jing Jiaren sat aside and was furious.
Knowing that Ximen Longting was doing it to show her and make her angry, why would she fall for it?
I mentally yelled at myself many times not to look, but I still couldn't help but look away from the corner of my eye again and again.
"The emphasis...is a little more focused."
Ximen Longting put a notebook on his knees and spoke with a magnetic voice, his voice deliberately ambiguous.
"It's too heavy. Lighten up now."
"What about this? Is the strength okay?" Leng Jiaren kept changing her strength.
The corner of Ximen Longting's mouth curved into a domineering smile: "Hardly!"
Jing Jiaren angrily picked up an apple and bit it loudly, trying her best to suppress the anger.
"Don't keep knocking in one place, and keep knocking in the next place."
Leng Jiaren's fingers pinched his spine and knocked downwards.
"Down below."
"..."
"More to come."
Jing Jiaren threw half an apple over, and Ximen Longting turned his head slightly to one side and grabbed the hidden weapon.
"Sorry, my hand slipped." Jing Jiaren wiped the apple juice in her hand calmly.
"I'm too weak, sit up and press it." Ximen Longting completely ignored Jing Jiaren's presence, half-lying on the sofa, and pointed at his waist.
Jing Jiaren finally broke out: "Ximen Longting, don't go too far!"
"Do you have any objections to me asking a servant to give me a massage?" Ximen Longting said matter-of-factly, "For the rest of the time, she will eat, live, drink and work for me!"
He just thought he had an extra servant and an extra pet!
How can Jing Jiaren be so obedient in normal times? Watching Leng Jiaren do the work of a servant, bullying her also indirectly hurts Jing Jiaren. It is like killing two birds with one stone.
"If you want a massage, I can help you. I am your wife, and only I can touch your body." Jing Jiaren frowned and shouted displeased.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "Really? Isn't she a part of you?"
"..."
"What's the difference between her giving me a massage and you giving me a massage?"