Gong Zihua groaned in pain, and it was hard to get angry with the corn in his mouth.
There were two big words on Leng Lintian's face: He deserves it.
Gong Zihua lightly pressed one side of her face with one hand: "My mouth hurts."
Jing Jiaren's lips twitched: "Do you still want me to eat for you?"
"Can't you just peel the kernels out?"
What a beautiful thought...
Jing Jiaren wanted to scold him, but then she thought about it, it was really pitiful that he was injured like this without any medicine, so she patiently peeled off the corn kernels one by one.
"Mong Zihua, your mouth hurts, do your hands hurt too?"
Gong Zihua fell there with a look of weakness on her face: "My whole body hurts, I don't even want to move a finger."
Leng Lintian's eyes turned cold, and he turned away to look at the scenery outside the window indifferently.
But Gong Zihua's voice was nagging:
"Give me saliva."
"Tickle my back."
"Go up, go down a little more, go up again... yes, work harder."
Leng Lintian's face was covered with frost, and he finally couldn't help but asked: "What's the relationship between you two?"
Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment, one hand was still wrapped around Gong Zihua's back to tickle him: "He is at least five or six years younger than me, right? I have always regarded him as his younger brother."
Gong Zihua raised his eyebrows coldly and looked provocative to Leng Lintian: "What are you looking at, this young master?"
"Have you finished scratching? Is it still itchy?"
"Catch a few more times." Gong Zihua was being supported like a cripple. He had no choice but to feel pain all over his body. It hurt to move his arms, let alone scratch himself. If he had a choice, he wouldn't
He hopes to let Jing Jiaren do something so intimate to him... He never likes to be approached by women.
However, he probably has known Jing Jiaren for a long time and is familiar with her, so he does not reject her closeness.
Jing Jiaren finished scratching his itch and then continued to feed him corn. Gong Zihua was so embarrassed that he shouted loudly: "You dirty woman, don't you wash your hands?"
"Water resources are precious nowadays, and the water in the bathroom contains unclean substances. It is better not to wash my hands and feed you something than not washing them." Jing Jiaren stuffed the shucked corn into his mouth, turned his face away stiffly, and became angry.
, "Are you really a typical Virgo? You are so mysophobic that even your own body feels dirty."
"It's you who's dirty!"
"Would you like to eat? We will be arriving at the station soon. We still have a lot of things to do." Jing Jiaren has been trained to be very patient after being tortured by Ximen Longting and Sun.
Mong Zihua was dissatisfied and ate a whole corn with her hands, without stopping chattering.
Jing Jiaren woke up Leng Jiaren in advance, asked her to make a steamed bun, drink some water, and prepare to arrive at the station.
"Gong Zihua, I think you can't leave on your own in this situation. Why don't you come back to the East Palace with us, and we can take care of each other."
"..." Gong Zihua, "Even if I crawl forward, I won't go back."
His determination is strong.
Jing Jiaren tried to persuade her for a long time. She originally wanted Gong Zihua to be familiar with the underground kingdom and take her back with him. He could help a lot. After all, he was one of the heirs of the underground kingdom.
"You are the heir here, wouldn't it be easy for you to leave?" Jing Jiaren asked curiously, "How did you get yourself into such an embarrassing situation?"
A flash of embarrassment flashed across Gong Zihua's face for a moment, and he hesitated for a few words. Seeing that Jing Jiaren still pressed her and refused to let her go, he simply became angry and said, "It's not your turn to take care of my young master's affairs!"