Jing Jiaren pulled up a chair and sat down next to her: "You try it."
Ximen Longting stared deeply at Jing Jiaren——
She smiled slightly: "Don't you want to eat again?"
Ximen Longting picked up the chopsticks, picked some and put it into his mouth. It was like eating pesticide in slow motion.
Jing Jiaren clenched her fingers and wanted to say something, but she swallowed it hard.
"How does it taste?" she asked. "Try the eggs. I fry them very well."
Ximen Longting took a bite of the egg. It was tender and yellow, and fried to a good level.
To be honest, this bowl of noodles tastes very good...
Because Jing Jiaren made it carefully, even adding salt, she carefully looked at the scale.
"Would you like to take another sip of the soup?" Jing Jiaren said expectantly, "I have tried the soup and it tastes very fresh."
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Have you tried the soup?"
"..."
She had tried it before him, that is to say...without sleeping pills?
Ximen Longting smiled slightly and took another bite. He felt that this was the most delicious noodle he had ever eaten. It tasted like home and her.
"I want to know how it tastes. Can you try it and you'll know?"
He picked up the noodles and blew them to cool down, then wanted to feed her.
Jing Jiaren's face instantly became frightened, and she hid behind her: "No, it's just for you to eat. I don't want to eat it."
Ximen Longting's expression changed rapidly, which made Jing Jia feel depressed and very uncomfortable.
He thought she didn't let him go, but did she let him go anyway?!
She can taste the soup before putting it in the pot.
"You eat first, and I'll get you a glass of water."
As soon as she stood up, his hand clasped her wrist tightly and asked her to sit down.
"Tell me, have you let me go?" he asked hoarsely, the only last glimmer of hope.
"I have no idea."
"You don't know?" He curled his lips and smiled, "You don't know about the noodles you made?!"
"..."
"Let it go, right?" He swept her face sharply, she looked away, and he clasped her chin firmly, "Why don't you dare to look at me? Are you so guilty that you dare not look into my eyes? Jing Jiaren,
Do you know how I feel now?"
Jing Jiaren's shoulders trembled slightly and she said nothing.
He is now in the mood of eating noodles that were "poisoned" by his favorite woman.
To him, that is "poison"...
Knowing that he would die if she ate it, she asked him to die, and he had to die!
"Why aren't you smiling? You smiled so beautifully just now. Show me your smile again!"
She smiled and gave him the drugged noodles...
He really wanted to know how she could laugh!
"If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. No one is forcing you." Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand to grab it.
Ximen Longting took her hand away coldly: "Eat, how dare I not eat the noodles you made for me."
"..."
"Even if it is really arsenic, don't worry, I will swallow it."
He picked up the chopsticks again, and this time without any hesitation, he took big gulps without leaving even a drop of soup.
The empty bowl slammed onto the table.
Ximen Longting stood up and walked forward. After only a dozen steps, his body began to feel weak and his head felt dizzy.
This medicine is so powerful that he will fall into coma within five minutes at most.
Suddenly his foot missed the mark and he fell forward. Jing Jiaren ran over to help him, but he opened his hand coldly.
"Walk……"
The feeling of weakness spread rapidly throughout his body, he became sleepy, and his eyelids could hardly be opened.
"Jing Jiaren, if you leave, don't even think about coming back."