5065. Chapter 5065 Your temperament is very similar to mine
"Now SUN is also a little king and has half of the rights. Before returning it to the old stubborn grandpa, why does SUN have no right to speak!?"
Ximen Longting glanced at Jing Jiaren, and Jing Jiaren consciously pulled SUN to her side.
Although she was also surprised by Ximen Longting's decision...
However, she believed that he had his own considerations in doing so, so she did not interfere.
"SUN, don't interrupt, let them talk."
"Oh(⊙o⊙)."
"We're done talking." Ximen Longting threw away Mr. Ximen's collar, as if it had just been contaminated with germs, took out a piece of paper, and wiped his hands carefully, "With a person like this, half of his body buried in the loess,
There’s nothing to talk about.”
Jing Jiaren: "..."
Ximen Fenglie had a stern expression on his face. He didn't know whether he was angry or coughing, but he kept coughing.
Vic patted Mr. Simon on the back, and the servant brought him tea to cheer him up.
Ximen Longting stood beside the bed with one hand in his pocket and a frivolous and disdainful smile.
"When you get older, even if you don't want to admit it, you are still old after all."
Ximen Fenglie's Achilles' heel was his age, and his face turned livid in vain.
"There are a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and he still pretends to be a teenager all day long." Ximen Longting's venomous tongue is top-notch.
Ximen Fenglie’s cough became louder.
"If you have nothing to do, look in the mirror. You have a face as old as a ghost. I'm afraid JANE won't recognize you when she comes back."
Ximen Fenglie finally spoke, trembling with anger: "Get out of here!"
Ximen Longting's lips curled up coldly: "No need to send it away."
He just didn't like to see Ximen Fenglie's deep and indifferent attitude, his cold attitude that he didn't take anything he said seriously.
Ximen Longting doesn't like to be a mere breath of air. No matter what he says, he doesn't get a response, just like a person talking to himself stupidly.
His existence has always seemed so humble, not in the eyes of Master Ximen.
No matter what Ximen Longting does, it seems that he can't shake Master Ximen in the slightest...
Even if Ximen Fenglie is angry now, he is still mentioning matters related to JANE.
For example, his age——
Ximen Longting stood up straight. He was finally not even a humble speck of dust in this man's eyes.
The window was open, and the bright sunlight poured in and fell on the bedside.
Ximen Longting threw away the tissue, turned around, hugged Jing Jiaren and left.
Ximen Fenglie leaned there and twitched his lips slightly: "Your temperament is very similar to mine."
He looked at the nothingness in the air, wondering who he was talking to.
"Even if you are wrong, you still have to do it once and make the mistake to the end."
Ximen Longting stepped on his feet and said coldly: "Don't say I'm like you. Are you worthy?"
Mr. Ximen leaned there, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window...his eyes were filled with confusion.
Ximen Longting didn't wait for an answer, he felt bored and pulled Jing Jiaren out.
SUN looked at them, then at Master Ximen, and stayed.
Who said Mr. Ximen is a patient?
"Grandpa, SUN will tell you a story." SUN moved a stool and sat beside the bed, opening a thick story book.
The Duke jumped on the bed, took the imperial seal in his mouth, and played with it in his paws...
"Ximen Longting, you returned the imperial seal and gave up your rights. Are you used to being an ordinary person?" On the way back, Jing Jiaren still couldn't help but question.
"Your husband, I don't have my own power? I want his?!"