She was very comfortable, with her face pillowed on Leng Lintian's knees, and she was happy not having to do anything.
Such a picture is warm and strange...
Jing Jiaren never thought that there wouldn't be a scuffle when these people gathered together?
Soon, Star's eyes followed Jing Jiaren and fell on Leng Lintian's face, breaking the silence with a crisp baba.
Ximen Longting almost crushed Jing Jiaren's shoulders: "Have you seen enough?"
Jing Jiaren looked back: "I was just taking a look."
"Just look at you staring at him for so long?"
"Mama, Su baba..." Star pointed with her little finger, and then she discovered Leng Lintian's existence and seemed very happy.
Jing Jiaren's face was slightly stiff, and the little guy didn't think the scene was chaotic enough.
"Mama, two?" Star spotted Leng Jiaren again, Black Grape Eyes blinking.
Ximen Longting's fingers were even more strenuous: "His name is Leng Lintian? Jing Jiaren, did I hear wrongly?"
"..."
"Your son calls someone else Lao Tzu?" Ximen Longting clenched his fists and was about to get up and go over.
Jing Jiaren took his hand and said: "At this time, with the enemy facing us, I hope you won't make trouble. You can wait until we leave the underground kingdom to talk about anything else?"
Ximen Longting suppressed his anger and landed a heavy punch on Donggong Ziche's abdomen.
Ximen Longting was unhappy and punched five or six times in a row to relieve the fire...
The corners of Dong Gongzi's mouth were covered with blood, and her lips were particularly bright red. She coughed in a low voice, and there was a strange smile hanging on the corner of her mouth from the beginning to the end.
The more Ximen Longting looked at this smile, the more eye-catching he became: "Don't be complacent, wait until you leave this hellish place. We will settle the accounts properly, and you will die in an ugly way."
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Soon, the Imperial Master met their request and found three luxury carriages connected together. The space of one carriage could accommodate four people.
Jing Jiaren, Ximen Longting, sun and star in a carriage, Leng Lintian, Leng Jiaren and Wilson, Leng Aofeng, Donggong Ziche and Gong Zihua.
They first left the palace by carriage, went all the way to the station, and then took the train to the ground junction.
Eight fast horses in battle armor whipped up the horses, and Sun quietly opened the curtains to see that the road was smooth, and the gates of unpassed intersections would be opened in advance.
However, thousands of troops and horses were chasing behind the carriage.
The Imperial Guard led the guards holding torches and holding on to them. Wherever they passed, there was a spectacular cloud of fire.
I don't know if it was because Togong Zi Tetsu was in his hands that the Imperial Master did not dare to cheat and escorted them safely all the way to the station.
"Ximen Longting, hug your son." Jing Jiaren reminded Ximen Longting before getting off the car.
Ximen Longting said sarcastically: "Remember that you have an eldest son?"
From the beginning to the end, Jing Jiaren protected Star, and she no longer had any extra hands to hold Sun.
Jing Jiaren was slightly surprised: "How rare is it that you would complain about Sun?"
Ximen Longting stared at her fiercely: "He looks like me!"
"..." What logic?
She had never understood the thoughts of this strange father and son.
Ximen Longting picked up Sun. Sun was sulking all the way. Now he arrogantly hit his shoulder: "I don't want you to hug me!"
"Do you think I want that?"
"I don't care about you!"
"Very good, the woman you love already has a little brother."
Sun hugged Ximen Longting's neck with a crying face, his face was mournful, and his energy was a little weak.