Sun excitedly stepped on the chair on the terrace and scanned with a telescope.
Jing Jia was afraid that he would see the villa opposite, so she reminded him: "It's in the woods, look over there."
"(⊙o⊙)Oh"
Jing Jiaren turned around and walked a few steps before Sun asked quietly: "Then where do you want to leave me?"
"I'm going to the bathroom."
"Didn't you just go there?"
"Sun, are you spying on mom now? This will make me very stressed."
"..." Sun said casually, "Anyway, Sun is on the terrace. If you want to leave, you have to go out through the gate and pass that road. Anyway, I can see it."
Jing Jiaren was also drunk, and suddenly she remembered that when she first got along with Ximen Longting, he pestered her like this, forced her, monitored her, farted, ate several bowls of rice, and went to the toilet several times.
Everything was reported to the subordinates.
In his current state, Sun will become a domineering president when he grows up.
Can’t the child inherit some of his father’s shortcomings?
Jing Jiaren walked into the bathroom, locked it, took out her mobile phone and made a call...
"I knew you would call me." Leng Lintian chuckled.
Every time Jing Jiaren heard his tone that he knew her very well and was sure of what she would do, her heart would stop.
"When did you come to Aicheng?"
"This morning."
"What are you doing here?"
"Didn't we agree that I have found the entrance to the underground kingdom? Of course I will come and take you away. Do you think that with your ability, you can leave the city of love on your own?"
It was impossible for Ximen Longting to agree to her leaving on her own.
"Then you can also send someone over..." instead of coming in person.
"I don't trust anyone else except me."
Are you lying? You obviously want to come over to see her, right? Jing Jiaren thought this and deeply despised herself. Why should she be so sentimental?
However, Leng Lintian's behavior made it difficult for her to stop thinking: "Don't you already have Leng Jiaren?"
"..."
"Didn't you say you had let go of me?"
"So?" Leng Lintian asked, "Have I disturbed your happiness?"
Jing Jiaren's back was pressed against the cold porcelain wall: "You didn't."
"No matter how much I miss you, I will never take a step towards you. And now that you need my help, why don't I take the opportunity to come and see you?"
Jing Jiaren's heart was shaken heavily.
He said...he missed her.
"Leng Lintian, you know that I am married and I have my own life. Why do you think about a woman like me?"
"Well, I don't understand either. If I could know, maybe I wouldn't be here now."
"...What about Leng Jiaren? In your eyes, who is she?"
"She is you."
"She is not me."
"She is you," Leng Lintian said stubbornly, his voice suddenly becoming ethereal, "a phantom of you." One of his sweet dreams.
…
Jing Jiaren sat on the sofa with her knees curled up, staring blankly at the coffee table.
[Beautiful lady, now that I am here... I hope you will think carefully about the affairs of the Beautiful Lady Kingdom. I understand your character, and you will not let me help unless it is absolutely necessary. Therefore, I am here, and it is my duty to do so. 】
Sun stretched out five short fingers and waved in front of Jing Jiaren, worriedly saying: "Queen, you have been sitting like this in a daze for half an hour!"