"Tsk," Ximen Longting pinched her chin and shook it, "Women are really a species of duplicity."
Jing Jiaren was about to vomit blood: "I said I didn't cry anymore, how can I prove that I didn't cry?"
"Don't force me to leave...you will cry until morning."
"I'm not that boring."
"Isn't it hard to sit alone in an empty bed?" Ximen Longting ruffled her hair in a naughty manner, with a hint of flattery.
Jing Jiaren opened him up: "Did you do it on purpose?"
"What's the purpose?"
"Just these days - you are deliberately neglecting me, right?"
"I'm not that bored. I'm really busy."
Jing Jiaren picked up a pillow and pressed it against his rogue face: "Since you are so busy, tonight should be the busiest. I won't bother you, so you can go and do your work."
Ximen Longting pulled away the pillow in a good-tempered manner: "Are you angry that I haven't taken you with me these past few days?"
Jing Jiaren bit her lip and said nothing. He obviously didn't know anything. If he didn't want to explain, there was no point in forcing him.
"I usually don't walk around with my maid, so I take you to a military parade? What do others think?"
"Is there anyone else? There is no one from the East Palace here."
"Miya Zihua!"
"..."
"If this battle fails, he may be captured back to the East Palace at any time. Can his mouth protect you?" Ximen Longting was afraid that Gong Zihua would see the clues. After all, Leng Aofeng picked him up at the airport.
He immediately recognized Jing Jiaren, which frightened Ximen Longting.
Gong Zihua is not a good character either.
Jing Jiaren was slightly startled...
It turns out that Ximen Longting is also trying to protect his retreat.
Ximen Longting hugged her: "Which meeting these days has he not been present? I don't want him to notice you around, and I won't be happy if you, a servant, are being called around!"
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips and took it as an excuse...
Ximen Longting held her down and said: "Whether this battle fails or succeeds, Leng Jiaren will not be in your sight and will not make you uncomfortable again."
"..."
"This is my promise to you!"
Jing Jiaren's heart trembled, and the last unhappiness in her heart also disappeared: "Aren't you going to make her angry with me?"
"Am I willing?"
"Then what should I do if I succeed, and what should I do if I fail?"
"After success, she must die." Because it has no use value.
As soon as Jing Jiaren opened her mouth, he held it down with her index finger and said, "If it fails, she will keep it in exchange for stars!"
In the hands of the East Palace, whether Leng Jiaren is dead or alive, everyone has their destiny.
Ximen Longting stroked her hair, and his heavy breath came over again: "Beauty...you really didn't cry just now?"
"..."
"I know you miss me, and you are reluctant to let me go." He stepped forward and enveloped her with his tall body, "Because you miss me so much, I won't leave tonight!"
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, this shameless man...
"Unbutton it for me?" He was looking forward to it.
Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand to unbutton his shirt. As soon as he opened one button, he grabbed her hand and pulled it down.
"Unbutton the bottom first!"
Jing Jiaren's fingers suddenly became hot. She widened her black and white eyes, and found that the red eyes that looked at her had endless whirlpools in them.
He was like a child asking for candy, saying in a hoarse voice: "I can't wait any longer!"