7112. Chapter 7112 Anyone who approaches him will be displeased
"Like a beautiful woman."
"That's good, that's good! Master, all the hard work has finally come to an end." Wilson's face was filled with relief, and he was so excited that the tea overflowed from the cup.
Leng Lintian looked at Jing Jiaren and urged: "Why don't you come over?"
Jing Jiaren tried her best to suppress her emotions, otherwise she was afraid that she would cry here.
As soon as they got closer, Leng Lintian handed the star to her: "Hold it, don't hurt the young master."
Jing Jia's heart felt hot and she was about to reach out...
Wilson quickly stretched out his hand to intercept it: "I'll do it, the young master is afraid of life."
Star's small hands were holding Leng Lintian's sleeves, unwilling to leave his arms.
Jing Jiaren's hand was blocked abruptly, and she became a little anxious: "Wilson!"
Wilson's back stiffened. After all, he had been serving the young master by Ximen Longting's side for such a long time, so he could naturally hear Jing Jiaren's tone.
"Get out of the way so that I can hug the young master." Jing Jiaren's heart was beating loudly.
Wilson looked back at her in surprise, with a hint of unbelievable surprise in his eyes...
After all, he has seen the world and knows that there are human skin masks and voice changers in this world.
Jing Jiaren's gaze showed the stubbornness he was all too familiar with.
"You continue to make tea for Master Leng," Jing Jiaren softened her voice, "I am the wet nurse that Master Leng came here to take better care of."
The corner of Wilson's mouth moved and he responded with some shock.
Jing Jiaren smiled, thank you...Wilson, thank you for taking care of Star with all your heart in the underground kingdom these past two years.
Wilson took a step back and asked with some emotion: "Where is the young master, why don't you come down with you?"
Where there is Jing Jiaren, how can Ximen Longting be missing?
Leng Lintian raised his lips: "I'm afraid he is very busy."
Star buried her face, unwilling to go into Jing Jiaren's arms.
Jing Jiaren's hand held the little guy's waist. Suddenly he turned his face, and Liuli's eyes flashed with a sharp cold light: "Go away."
"..."
"Mama..." Star coquettishly looked at Leng Jiaren expectantly.
Just as Leng Jiaren was about to stretch out her hand, she glanced at Jing Jiaren again, and her hand froze in mid-air.
"Mama." Star stretched out his little hand towards Leng Jiaren. He has been attached to Jing Jiaren's personality since he was a child, and now he regards Leng Jiaren, who looks exactly like Jing Jiaren, as his mother.
Jing Jiaren's eardrums hurt and her mind went blank.
"Lintian, what should I do?" Leng Jiaren bit her lip and asked, "Star is probably not familiar with her yet. He has lived with me for a long time and is more accustomed to me."
"Mama, hug." Star curved the corners of her heroic mouth and looked at Leng Jiaren with eyes full of dependence.
Jing Jiaren's fingers gradually became cold, and the scene was at a stalemate for a while.
Wilson shouted: "Master Leng, Miss Leng, let's have tea. Well, what do you call this? Getting along with the master is a process. You can't be too impatient."
Don't be too impatient...
Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, why didn't she know? Star used to be eccentric. He wouldn't let anyone touch him except her, and he would be displeased by anyone who came near him.
If a servant hugs him, he will immediately close his eyes and sleep.
"My name is Xiao Jing (the homophone of Jing)." Jing Jiaren stood beside the sofa, waiting like a servant, feeling inexplicably depressed.
She prepared herself mentally before coming here, so why is she so sad now?