So I fell asleep one night and had such a big spring dream.
I indulge in it again as if it were real...
His hands subconsciously moved around him, and when he opened his eyes, what he embraced was just a touch of cold air.
Jian Chenche stood up and sat up, silently lit a cigarette, thought for a long time, and then picked up the phone. No matter who she was, he planned to believe her for once.
Before the number was dialed, the phone vibrated suddenly.
"Sir, it's bad, there are dozens of fighter jets in the sky..."
In the sky over the sea, the fighter jets sent by Ximen Longting were carved with golden roses, arrogant and domineering in the sunshine, showing off their power.
Jian Chenche stood in front of the window wearing only a shirt, staring at the fighter planes above his head, his face becoming more and more gloomy.
Sure enough, he was betrayed.
Women are an extremely untrustworthy species!
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At the dining table, Leng Lintian, who was finally in better health, was pushed down by the servant to eat together.
However, due to the wound, he could not stretch his hand long.
Jing Jiaren watched the hoof slipping from his chopsticks again, stretched out her hand to help, and put it into his bowl.
"Bang!"
The next second, Ximen Longting kicked over, knocking the chair next to him far away.
Jing Jiaren: "What about you?"
"Did I allow you to pick up the chopsticks you used?"
"He was injured, and you should take care of the sick."
"The servant behind him is just a decoration? Jing Jiaren, you just want to make me angry every day?!"
It's him who gets angry when he sees Leng Lintian. How about just looking for anger on himself?
Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes: "Okay, my fault... I thought you had reconciled."
"Only a devil can reconcile with him!"
He hooked the chair back with his feet and sat lazily leaning on the back of the chair, disdain flowing from the corners of his mouth.
"If you don't make up, then you won't quarrel anymore, right?"
In the past, when two people faced each other, it would be a fierce battle.
"Jing Jiao, wife, have you never heard of the story of the weasel and the lion?" Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes and glanced at Leng Lintian with contempt.
A weasel wanted to fight a lion, but the lion refused decisively.
The Weasel said: "Are you scared?"
The lion said: "If I agree to you, you will have the honor of fighting with the lion; and as for me, all the animals will laugh at me for fighting with the weasel.
Jing Jiaren choked for a moment, then put down her chopsticks and clapped her hands.
"President Ximen finally figured it out, you just have to have such an open-minded heart."
Although Ximen Longting told a very unpleasant metaphor, he also indirectly expressed——
He will never go against Leng Lintian or embarrass him again in the future.
Jing Jiaren felt very pleased with this result.
As for Leng Lintian, he never took Ximen Longting seriously. He cut the meat on his hoof lightly and ate it elegantly.
This scene obviously made Ximen BOSS very unhappy: "The shape complements the shape."
"..."
"Hey, Weasel," he said through gritted teeth, "don't say you have nothing again. Aren't you sick?"
Leng Lintian: "Thank you."
"I'm not praising you!"
Ximen Longting... really, he can't stand even the slightest bit of verbal abuse. Although he won't have the strength to compete with Leng Lintian, it's still hard to spare him for his verbal abuse.
Jing Jiaren shook her head and smiled: "By the way, you have already sent people to arrest Jian Chenche? Is it for the East Palace to arrest him this time?"