"Who cares about my wife?" He couldn't help but pick up the toothbrush and brush her a few times. He didn't stop until he saw her gums bleeding.
Jing Jiaren took a big drink of water and quickly spit out the smell of blood.
Looking in the mirror, Leng Lintian stared at him with gloomy eyes...
"Have you always cared, right? You were always pretending before?"
"Why should I pretend?"
Why is that? He could care less before...
Leng Lintian asked: "You haven't said how to avenge this revenge. Unexpectedly, I will actually cut off my tongue and soak it in wine."
"You dare!"
"Woman, do you think there is anything I dare not do? Can we give it a try?"
Jing Jiaren resisted the urge to get angry: "Okay, Leng Lintian, what exactly do you want me to do, you just have to say one thing."
Leng Lintian said with satisfaction: "I'm hungry, I'm waiting for your dinner."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"Don't think wrongly, what I want is steaming food." He curled his lips and smiled, "I want you to cook everything."
Jing Jiaren looked at him suspiciously, is it that simple?
"Call me when you're done."
After Leng Lintian finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Jing Jiaren followed him out uneasily, fearing that he would really hurt Ximen Longting. When she saw him sitting on the sofa, picking up the newspaper and reading, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But wait, she saw Wen Xinnuan's mosaic of nude photos in the newspaper...
Just at this time, Wen Xinnuan came down from upstairs: "Jiaren, has he still not drank that bowl of porridge?"
Jing Jiaren changed her face and said, "I want to make a dinner, please teach me."
"Cooking dinner? You?"
Jing Jiaren took a few steps over and entered the kitchen with Wen Xinnuan, not wanting her to see the report.
The two women were busy in the kitchen for an hour. In fact, it was said that Jing Jiaren did it, but she was just a helper and a handyman. She was afraid that Leng Lintian would see that it was not her who did it, so she specifically told Wen Xinnuan not to do it too well.
have eaten.
The dish that was supposed to be cooked had to be burned...
An hour later, when we were ready to eat, the servants took all the food to the second floor.
It turned out that Leng Lintian asked the servants to set up a dining table in Ximen Longting's room and planned to eat here tonight.
The nine dishes and one soup were very rich and filled the table.
Ximen Longting refused to drink the porridge because the mouth was growing on him. If he didn't want to drink it, the servants would have nothing to do with him.
At this moment, the aroma of the dish wafted out, and the servant sniffed: "It smells so good..."
"It is said that the entire table of dishes was cooked by Miss Jing herself."
“Looks delicious.”
Ximen Longting darkened his eyes, would this woman be so kind and cook so many dishes to serve him?
If she really wanted to feed him, he might eat some for the sake of her own cooking.
Narrowing his eyes coldly, he waited for Jing Jiaren to appear.
The servants arranged all the dishes, tables, and chairs, brought out the last dish, poured red wine, and lit candles.
There were footsteps, but not from one person.
Jing Jiahe and Wen Xinnuan walked into the room, followed closely by Leng Lintian!
Ximen Longting's leopard-like eyes immediately shrank, and his enemies became extremely jealous when they saw their enemies.
Leng Lintian's appearance immediately made the air cold, rigid, and filled with smoke...
Jing Jiaren didn't look at Ximen Longting and sat down at the dining table. She didn't expect Leng Lintian to think of such a childish punishment method. But no matter what, it was better than cutting out Ximen Longting's tongue...