What kind of person is he? It seems that the closer she gets to him, the more different she feels from what she imagined.
Ximen Longting turned on his computer, and his computer was all in English.
Although Jing Jiaren does not understand French, her English is average and she can understand some basic things.
The last time she stole Ximen Longting's computer, she would bypass the wall and enter the Chinese website, and then search for records——
This time, if you want to access her personal webpage, you have to go through the firewall first.
Fortunately, there are very few photos of Jing Jiaren and Leng Aofeng, and most of them are with Leng Aofeng, so she will not post the photos online.
As soon as Jing Jiaren opened her personal homepage, Ximen Longting put his hand on the back of her hand, right-clicked on the mouse and clicked to bookmark the page.
Jing Jiaren smiled slightly: "What are you doing because you can't read Chinese?"
"That was before, but I can understand it now."
"What are you reading?"
"Details."
"this?"
"I want to leave a message."
"this……"
"My picture."
Jing Jiaren's heart felt warm again. After a while, he actually recognized it.
He is usually so busy, so he must have divided his time to study so that he can learn so quickly...
Ximen Longting had already pressed down on her hand holding the mouse and couldn't wait to click on "My Photos". This album is usually password-locked and cannot be accessed by outsiders.
Jing Jiaren smiled: "Don't worry, I'll log in first."
Just as her fingers were about to type, they suddenly stopped... It turned out that Leng Aofeng helped her register this homepage!
The username is [jiaren5]
The password is [yanxuan5]
Jing Jiaren looked at Ximen Longting from the corner of her eye. The password on the computer would be replaced by *, hoping that he would not notice her typing hands.
"Why don't you log in?" Ximen Longting urged.
"I suddenly feel a little thirsty. Can you get me a glass of water?" She wanted to dismiss him.
Ximen Longting bit her ear: "Are you afraid that I will secretly remember your password?"
"..." Jing Jiaren said, "That's not the reason, I -"
"Don't worry, I won't peek."
"Then close your eyes."
Jing Jiaren looked sideways and saw that he had really closed his eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief and typed quickly with her fingers. Then, a deep voice sounded above her head:
"y-a-n-x-u-a-n,5."
"You said you wouldn't peek!"
"I opened my eyes and it broke into my eyes without permission."
"You don't want to be a scoundrel." Jing Jiaren was speechless.
After a pause, Ximen Longting's face turned cold. He couldn't react to the pinyin for a while, but after a while, he spelled out the Chinese character: Yanxuan.
"Are you so carefree? You have two things to do. While you have Shang Yanxuan, you are also entangled with Leng Lintian." He lowered his voice, and the jealousy in his tone was extremely strong.
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "This is my personal homepage from the past. It was a long time ago. He applied for the account and password for me at that time, so..."
Ximen Longting said nothing, it didn't matter, he would soon make this code his.
After entering her personal homepage, Jing Jiaren found that the last time she logged in was a day 2 months ago.
She hasn't been here for at least half a year - that is to say, Leng Aofeng logged in frequently before he was taken to Ximen Manor.
What was he doing on her personal homepage?
Jing Jiaren's mind was racing, she was very afraid that Leng Aofeng would leave some information belonging to him and Ximen Long Ting would notice it.