Ximen Longting's room is right next to the largest study downstairs. He usually works in this study. The next door was originally a guest room, but now it is connected to the study.
Wilson opened the door, waited for Jing Jiaren to enter, and then closed the door.
The room has a similar layout and style to other guest rooms in the manor. There is no one on the big bed.
Jing Jiaren glanced around and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Ximen Longting heard the sound of the door opening and knew she was coming——
Click, the bathroom door opened, and he walked out with water drops on his body. Jing Jiaren was almost blinded. This man just ran out naked without even a towel. How drunk did he have to be to do such a stupid thing?
Something?
Jing Jiaren frowned and looked away, her cheeks feeling hot.
Ximen Longting curled his lips coldly: "First time meeting?"
His voice sounded sober and not drunk at all.
"Streaking mad, get dressed quickly."
"There's nothing in my body that you haven't seen before." Ximen Longting said mockingly, sitting down on the sofa, "Come over and wipe my hair."
He is not drunk at all!
Jing Jiaren turned around and wanted to leave, but he said in a cold voice: "Or, do you want to serve me instead, Miss He?"
This damn woman, she knew that he would be with Nurse He tonight, but she still remained indifferent and fell asleep in the room.
On the contrary, he became flustered and irritable because of her calmness and indifference.
He couldn't see through her heart, couldn't see what she was thinking?
Jing Jiaren paused and curled her lips coldly: "Yes, aren't you going to be with Miss He tonight? Why did you call me over?"
"She's not feeling well."
"So? What do you think I, a pregnant woman, can do for you?"
Ximen Longting's eyes were cold: "Except for ML, you can do everything."
Jing Jiaren breathed in excitement. No wonder many third parties take advantage of their wives' pregnancies because men can't control the third leg!
"Come here and wipe my hair." He ordered again.
Jing Jiaren turned around and saw him sitting naked on the sofa: "Then you should put on your clothes first."
"How can I get dressed if you haven't dried me yet?"
"..." Jing Jiaren suppressed her temper and walked into the bathroom to get a towel.
There was a heavy steam in the bathroom, which showed that he had been in there for a long time.
There were several empty whiskey bottles beside the bathtub, and there was still a strong smell of alcohol. It seemed that he had indeed drank a lot, but he was just a good drinker and not drunk.
Drinking alone? In a bad mood?
Jing Jiaren didn't think much, she didn't want to try to figure out what Simon Longting was thinking.
He indifferently picked up the towel and walked to Ximen Longting, and indifferently helped him wipe his hair, face, and body.
Although her eyes were looking at him, they penetrated him and the focus was not on him.
Ximen Longting felt her indifference, the strong aura of indifference emanating from her whole body.
His big palm suddenly clasped around her waist, and as soon as she became shorter, she was lifted into his lap and sat down.
Jing Jiaren said coldly: "Let go, I haven't dried you yet."
"..."
"Didn't you hear clearly? I told you to let go!"
Her indifference was like a sharp knife, slicing his chest hard.
He darkened his eyes and let go coldly. She stood up and continued to wipe him, with a completely businesslike indifference——
Because indifference is the best weapon to protect yourself!