Jing Jiaren smiled: "If you don't want to, forget it...or do you want to live a world of two with me?"
Ximen Longting suddenly raised his legs and walked forward: "Whatever."
Jing Jiaren's hand that stretched out to hold him fell away, feeling slightly disappointed.
She hoped that Ximen Longting would say something, just express what he meant.
He endured everything like this, which made her feel very distressed.
"Okay, shall we ask the attendant to prepare another room?" Jing Jiaren ran up and took his arm, compromise.
Ximen Longting didn't appreciate it: "No need!"
After leaving the room, Boss consciously walked towards Star's palace, but Jing Jiaren couldn't hold him back.
…
In the room, Star was sitting on the floor with his legs crossed, playing with a cat. The little guy seemed very unhappy, drooping and stroking the kitten's head.
"Master, Miss Jing, you are here." Wilson said happily, "The maid said that the young master has been unhappy all day today and has been in a daze. I think he misses you. I wish you could come."
Jing Jiaren saw Star at a glance, and it seemed like he couldn't hear Wilson speaking.
Jing Jiaren nodded and said, "It's so late, you go and have some rest. Ximen Longting and I will take care of him tonight."
However, as soon as Jing Jiaren spoke, Star immediately straightened up and stared at Jing Jiaren with shining eyes.
Jing Jiaren smiled: "Baby?"
Star immediately stood up, ran to Jing Jiaren with her calves, hugged her legs: "Mama, I miss you!"
Jing Jiaren smiled: "How much do you want it?"
"I miss you so much, I miss you so much!" Star buried herself in her skirt, smelling her mother's scent.
"Ximen Longting, have you noticed that... your youngest son has inherited your dog nose and likes to smell it?"
Ximen Longting looked at them with cool eyes and said nothing.
"Mama, hug."
Jing Jiaren picked up Star, who smiled so hard that he narrowed his crescent eyes.
Ximen Longting said angrily: "I'm going to take a bath!"
Jing Jiaren followed closely: "Let's do it together."
Ximen Longting: "..."
It was originally intended to create opportunities for father and son to get along...
Ximen Longting opened the bathtub and filled the water. Jing Jiaren held the little guy on the waterproof sofa and took off his clothes... The little guy's cheeks were slightly red and he stared at Ximen Longting shyly.
"If you don't wash it, mama won't wash it."
"You can't sleep with your mother without washing?" Jing Jiaren ticked his little nose, "He is your father, can we wash him together?"
Star pouted her little mouth slightly, her long eyelashes drooped, and her hands were still holding her clothes tightly.
Star's hair is a bit long, covering her ears, and has a little curl at the end. It has a very melancholy vibe and is very endearing.
Jing Jiaren smoothed his hair, revealing his two tender little ears.
Star immediately pulled her hair back.
Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to unbutton his clothes: "It's fun to take a bath with dad. Dad will play games with you."
Star glanced at the back of the silent and powerful figure.
Jing Jiaren asked: "Ximen Longting, you can play games with your son, right?"
Now that Ximen Longting was willing to agree to anything, she was going to make an unreasonable request.
Ximen Longting took off his shirt depressedly and muttered: "Yeah."