Ximen Longting's pupils were condensed, and he opened her hand fiercely: "You didn't repay me with the same love, and you thought I loved too much!"
"I just hope you learn to exercise restraint."
"You think I love you too much!"
"Get up, let me take a look at your wound..." Jing Jiaren knew that he was going to find words again.
"You think I love you too much!!!" As expected, Ximen Longting refused to let go.
"Is that what I said was wrong?" Jing Jiaren was so angry that she really wanted to hit him, "You are so unreasonable, I really want to hit you."
Ximen Longting stared at her with a straight face: "Hit me, if you dare, beat me hard...it's not like you haven't been beaten before!"
Jing Jiaren unbuttoned his clothes, and the blood condensed into a puddle.
"You came back after the fight with Leng Lintian? Then why didn't I meet you?"
Ximen Longting took off her hand, and she raised it again to continue untying it.
"Jing Jiaren, I don't want you to worry about it!"
"Okay, I don't care about you." Jing Jiaren put down her hands, "You really did something wrong this time. When I did something wrong, I will please you and admit my mistake, but this time I think I was right!"
"..."
"Ximen Longting, when you look back sometimes, have you noticed that you have been losing your temper? I feel like I'm stepping on a bomb every day, worrying about your mood, but you still blow me up without mercy.
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Ximen Longting was leaning on the bed. His shirt was torn apart and his chest was covered in blood. He couldn't tell the extent of his injuries.
Jing Jiaren looked at the blood and it was so dazzling: "Speak?"
Ximen Longting's eyes were sarcastic and he said nothing.
Before he met Leng Lintian, when had he become angry with her? He would not listen to her at all and hold her carefully in the palm of his hand?
He got angry because he didn't know how to treat her or punish her, and he couldn't do anything except get angry.
There was also the heartache and chest tightness, which he couldn't control.
"Forget it, it never makes sense to a stubborn person like you." Jing Jiaren turned around and walked out, opened the door and found an attendant, asking her to find the imperial doctor.
"By the way, please call someone's attention. If Wilson comes back, inform him that Mr. Simon is back."
Jing Jiaren returned to the room, and Ximen Longting lay down on the bed again, with the quilt balled up like an angry child.
Jing Jiaren originally planned to ignore him, but her heart was not so hard after all...
She tried her best to endure the anger in her heart. As Wilson said, the original intention of Ximen Longting's anger was love, and she tried her best to forgive his childish behavior.
Jing Jiaren sat on the edge of the bed and pulled off the quilt: "Do you plan to sleep like this forever?"
"..."
"You didn't treat the injuries on your body, you didn't think of a way to deal with Dong Palace, and you didn't save me and my son and went back? Did you come down just to be jealous?"
"..."
"Ximen Longting, you are already a man in his 30s, you should know which is more important? Can you put down trivial things at this time?"
Jing Jiaren looked at his silent back, turned to the other side of the bed and looked at his face, "Get up."
Ximen Longting's hair was messy, his eyes were staring fiercely, and he was lying on the bed on fire.
Jing Jiaren grabbed his arm and tried her best to get him up...
Ximen Longting finally sat up: "If there is a medicine in this world that makes me not love you, I will be the first to take it!"
"..."
"Don't regret begging me again then."
Jing Jiaren reached out and slapped him on the shoulder: "Don't say angry words!"