4892. Chapter 4892 You know I'm a little dragon girl
"I just love being dirty by you!"
Ximen Longting hugged her tightly again, "I wear new clothes just to be stained by you."
"..."
Jing Jiaren looked him up and down for a while and thought: "You didn't find a clothing store, did you?"
"shopping mall."
really.
"I'll take you to the mall tomorrow." Ximen Longting's lips curved into a soft smile, "It's been a long time since I took you out!"
What's the joy of poaching a clothes seller? It's not like poaching a store...
But it's better than nothing.
Jing Jiaren's eyes lit up: "Let's go together tomorrow? Are you willing to take me there?"
"Um."
No wonder he didn't bring anything back... But after a busy day, he dressed himself and came back. What did he do the rest of the time? Excavation work?
No matter what, Jing Jiaren is full of expectations for tomorrow.
As usual, Jing Jiaren pushed Ximen Longting to the only chair: "Sit down, husband Ximen."
Ximen Longting sat on the chair, Jing Jiaren smiled and knelt down to take off his shoes.
I saw that the shoes he was wearing were also Cheng Liang's, new ones...
The previous pair were so rotten that the soles of the feet fell off, so he nailed them back together with small nails, making them painful to wear.
Seeing that he had put on new shoes, Jing Jiaren's eyes turned slightly wet: "I found that you are still suitable for that kind of luxurious and spend money life."
"..."
"You are not suitable for hardship at all."
"Nonsense! Who in this world is born to endure hardship?"
"You're not suitable anyway!"
Jing Jiaren took off his socks and brought a small iron basin with the finest sand she had ever found...
Anyway, she was usually bored and couldn't do anything, so she just wandered around the beach, and then she found this most delicate sand.
Put Ximen Longting's feet in, mix them with sand and rub them: "Do you feel comfortable?"
Ximen Longting raised his lips and leaned on the back of the chair: "Yeah."
Jing Jiaren brought the last drinking water and poured it into a glass, only half a glass.
"Husband Ximen, drink water."
Sitting at his feet, she massaged the soles of his feet skillfully to relieve him from fatigue.
This is the only thing she can do...
If Ximen Longting stops her, she will feel useless and sad.
Jing Jiaren rubbed the soles of his feet for a while, then rolled up his pants, rubbed his calves... and moved his tendons and massaged his muscles.
Knocking on the thighs, then his back, shoulders, back...
Ximen Longting's long eyelashes were hanging down, and his hair was blowing slightly in the night wind.
The battery in the tape recorder was running low, the tape was spinning, and hoarse music was flowing.
Jing Jiaren dare not say that their water has been completely used up.
Maybe tomorrow, they will die of thirst.
Jing Jiaren rubbed his shoulders vigorously, her arms were sore and painful, but she did not dare to stop at all.
"Jingjiao~wife!"
"I'm not tired yet, you have a good rest."
"Have you run out of drinking water?" He suddenly opened his eyes and asked.
"..." Jing Jiaren bit her lip, "It doesn't matter, you know I'm Little Dragon Girl, how could I die of thirst."
"If you could control the rain, you wouldn't have been in drought for so many days!" Ximen Longting squeezed the armrest of his chair.
Even though I had changed into a clean outfit, my whole body was still gray and felt very sloppy.
Being able to take a bath now is a very big luxury...
The skin loses moisture and becomes uncomfortably dry.