Ximen Longting put down his pen: "I'm afraid your body won't agree."
"I can do it, I'm in good health."
"Don't be brave, you just had a miscarriage, you have just recovered from a serious illness, and your ribs are not healed yet. Is it appropriate to run around?" Ximen Longting looked at her coldly, "I will let you go when your injury is healed."
"But--"
"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" Ximen Longting smiled softly again, the loneliness in his eyes was so deep and heavy, "Are you afraid that something will happen to me?"
Jing Jiaren bit her lip and said nothing. She felt so empty and uncomfortable in her heart that she didn't want to feel it.
Ximen Longting suddenly stood up and approached her.
The shadow of his figure shrouded her body, holding her chin: "I promise to let you go, but you must also agree to my request."
"What's the request?" You knew he wouldn't let him go so easily.
Ximen Longting stared at her: "Be nice to me before you leave."
"..."
"Don't be stubborn with me all day long, get angry with me, and don't always say nasty things about me." Ximen Longting paused for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm nice to you. You don't need to respond. You just need to feel it.
Can."
Jing Jiaren felt her head pounding and stared at him with wide eyes.
He came over and started kissing her.
Jing Jiaren moved her head back and shook her head: "What did you mean by those words you just said?"
"You still don't understand such an obvious meaning? I like you."
Jing Jiaren's cheeks instantly turned red, and all the blood boiled in her body.
Ximen Longting stared at her and smiled slowly: "Don't tell me you don't know, I like you so much."
"..."
"I love you so much that I want to hide you and lock you in a place where only I can see you." He held her bandaged hand and placed it on his chest. "If possible, I want to lock you in a safe.
I’m never worried that you’ll run away or that anyone can share it with me.”
Jing Jiaren's mind went blank.
This sudden confession left her stunned...
He took her lips in his mouth and kissed her back and forth, gently testing her at first. The more he kissed, the more passionate and lingering he became.
The emotions he had shut inside the floodgates opened and poured out.
He put her into his arms, brought her to her feet, and kissed her vigorously.
Jing Jiaren felt like the world was spinning for a while before he agreed to let her go, but in the blink of an eye he confessed to her.
What does he mean? Play hard to get?
The passionate kiss seemed to really eat her into her stomach, so that she would never be afraid of it again...
Jing Jiaren's ribs hurt from being hit.
She didn't know whether it was the pain in her ribs or the pain in her chest. The severe pain shocked her and she couldn't tell.
She froze in pain, and he noticed her abnormality. Although he was reluctant to let go, he slowly let her go: "Does it hurt?"
He asked in a hoarse voice.
Jing Jiaren was speechless and could only reach out and press her chest.
Ximen Longting said in a low voice: "I almost forgot... I lost my temper."
His slender fingers slightly arranged her clothes and hair. He carefully lifted her up horizontally, kicked open the door connecting the study room, and put her on the big bed in the bedroom.
Jing Jiaren's blank mind finally came to her senses, and the moment he stood up, she suddenly grabbed his hand.
"Where are you going?"
"Get the doctor to come and take a look at you. It's time to change the dressing." Ximen Longting stared at her, "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to let me go?"