The rows of Hughes were like servants, making ready barbecue, braised chicken, seafood soup...
Waiting for various game dishes to be served.
Jing Jiaren was really hungry, her taste buds were aroused when she smelled the fragrance.
The smell of vegetables is floating on the small table...
They are all wild, the vegetables are especially tender, and the meat is delicious.
Ximen Longting pretended to be an uncle throughout the whole process, with a cold face, a tense body, and a serious smile...
Jing Jiaren brought the food in his bowl to him and urged him to eat it again and again.
Every time she saw this scene, Gong Zihua would make a sound of disdain, as if she seemed to have sound limbs!
It turned out that he was a fourth-level disabled person, and even the shrimp shells had to be peeled off by Tomomiya Toru...
Otherwise, Gong Zihua would just throw the shell into her mouth and chew it, being too lazy to spit out the shell.
"Mr. Donggong, you really look like you are raising a son!"
Gong Zihua stared and threw peanuts on her head: "Jing Jiaren, don't talk nonsense."
Ximen Longting threw a handful of peanuts over without saying a word.
"Let me go, your man is too cheap!"
"..."
The person who talked the most that night was Jing Jiaren, but fortunately Gong Zihua was able to talk to her without being awkward.
Xius is quiet and doesn't like to talk, while Ximen Longting has to pretend to be cold and cool.
She racked her brains to say everything she could...
After three rounds of drinking... Ximen Longting's eyes were slightly drunk and he finally opened his mouth.
I don't know when the atmosphere became lively. Jing Jiaren was in a daze when she saw Ximen Longting and Donggong Zite clinking glasses.
She thought she had seen it wrong, and she couldn't quite hear what they were talking about.
When Jing Jiaren woke up in the morning, she was sleeping alone on a bed in a tree hole, covered with Ximen Longting's thin coat.
She went downstairs sleepily, where three grown men were sleeping on the lawn. They had obviously been drinking all night.
Gong Zihua was hanging on a chair, Dong Gong Ziche and Ximen Longting were sleeping under the tree, and an empty wine jar was lying on the ground.
Gong Zihua's terrifying voice suddenly sounded: "Let go of my wife's hand!"
Jing Jiaren turned around: "Are you awake?"
"Who allowed them to sleep together, and who allowed him to grab my wife's hand? Who brought them close together!" Gong Zihua yelled with scarlet eyes.
Jing Jiaren took a closer look and saw that Ximen Longting put a hand on Donggong Ziche's arm.
The two handsome men looked harmonious in the morning light filtering through the gaps between the trees.
When Gong Zihua called me this, I instantly felt ambiguous.
"My husband has no interest in your man."
"It's hard to tell!" Gong Zihua shouted in a rough voice, "Before, we were fighting to the death, and we slept together all night!"
"..."
"I'm a bitch, take your husband and get out of here!"
Jing Jiaren laughed heartily and said teasingly: "Gong Zihua, you will be in trouble in the future. Both men and women must be careful..."
With one sentence, Gong Zihua was instantly confused.
"Mr. Dong Gong is so outstanding. There are a lot of women who like him... and there are also a lot of men who like him. Who said he is unisex?"
Gong Zihua's face turned stiff, and she bent down and grabbed Higashikata Toru's arm, trying to pack him up and carry him away.
"How much wine have you drunk...and you still don't wake up like this?" Jing Jiaren squatted down with a curious look on her face.
[Are you reading Xiaolong's new book? The chapters are out of order and the book does not exist. It can be solved by deleting the novel in the bookshelf and re-collecting it. For those who haven't read it yet, search for "One-Time President, Don't Be Arrogant!" Happy Mid-Autumn Festival