Jing Jiaren's hands were tugging at Ximen Longting's clothes, and she didn't let go for a long time.
It’s a lie to say I’m not worried…
"How soon will you be back?"
"I don't know." No one can predict.
Jing Jiaren's hands tightened... She wanted to follow him. Seeing him by her side, she could rest assured.
She knew how willful this request was and he would not agree to it.
"Promise you, soon." He pinched her chin, "Seven days at the latest."
"Seven days? It takes so long!?"
“As soon as 1 day.”
"One day, no matter what, it's impossible..."
"Then what do you think? Seven days is too long, one day is too short..."
"I'm not too short!"
"Can we make a compromise and say 3 days?"
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips and wanted to hug him, but in front of so many people, especially in front of Leng Lintian, she nodded firmly: "I believe you will come back safely. Ximen Longting... I'll wait.
you."
"..."
"And Leng Lintian, you must also come back safely."
Leng Lintian packed his things and kept busy, and responded calmly.
"Jing Jiaren, hold me." Ximen Longting pinched her chin too high, and his fiery red eyes darkened in an instant, and a particularly deep substance moved around. Like a strong and powerful hand, it held her in place.
Her heart.
Jing Jiaren shook her head.
"I'm leaving soon, why don't you hug me?" Ximen Longting's voice was low and ambiguous, "I know you want to hug me."
Jing Jiaren's cheeks were slightly hot, pretending to be angry: "Ximen Longting, I have something to tell you, come here!"
"..."
Jing Jiaren pushed his hand away and walked towards the bathroom first: "Hurry up!"
Ximen Longting stared at her back with a hint of amusement on his lips.
Jing Jiaren entered the bathroom first and leaned there, her heart beating nervously.
Until the man's figure walked in, kicked the door with his foot, directly pressed down Jing Jiaren who was leaning against the wall, put her in his arms, and held her tightly.
Press her head against his strong chest... and hear his steady heartbeat.
"I hugged you, are you satisfied?"
"..."
"Jingjiao~ Wife, you are such an idiot, you have to hug me secretly. You are my wife, what is there to be ashamed of?" Ximen Longting lowered his head and rubbed her face with his chin mischievously, and the man's breath came over,
Extremely intimate.
Jing Jiaren liked having him close to her and smelling his breath.
"When we get here, it's more than just a hug."
He took her lips in his mouth and suddenly slid his big tongue into her mouth...
A passionate kiss.
Ximen Longting kissed her extremely tenderly but passionately, holding the back of her head with one hand to prevent her head from hitting the wall with his force.
A domineering kiss made Jing Jia seem to be surrounded by warmth and safety. In the end, her mind went blank, she breathed heavily and leaned against his chest.
"With the goddess's GOOD-KISS, I will definitely come back safe and sound." Ximen Longting's hot lips were finally printed on her forehead.
Jing Jiaren's long eyelashes were closed, and her delicate and clean face was buried in his shoulder.
"I'm leaving."
Jing Jiaren hugged him reluctantly.
"Before you leave, say a few nice words to me!"
"I'm reluctant to let you go." Jing Jiaren discovered that she had gone from being an independent woman to being too dependent.