Seeing this man rarely curling his lips in happiness, she actually wanted to keep his smile...
That hot red mouth has not gone away for so long, and the voice is always hoarse.
Jing Jiaren bought two boxes of chrysanthemum tea and handed him one: "Drake's voice, let me treat you."
Drake voice?
Ximen Longting stared at her fiercely: "Then you are a female duck?"
It's summer vacation now, and the park next to the school is empty. Two people wandered into the park.
Jing Jiaren was tired from walking and sat on the swing to rest.
Wilson and a group of bodyguards kept watch at a distance of more than ten meters.
Suddenly Jing Jiaren's body flew up, and Ximen Longting dragged her back to let the swing swing up.
"Hey, Ximen Longting!"
"Sit tight."
Jing Jiaren tightened her grip on the hanging ropes on both sides. Ximen Longting pushed higher and higher. The feeling of the wind stirred her whole body, making her whole body feel extremely light...
After playing for a while, Jing Jiaren was still not satisfied, so Ximen Longting stopped pushing.
"Next time you go out, don't wear such a short skirt!"
I have another problem with her dress.
"Come here, you are suitable for playing this..."
Jing Jiaren was speechless, seesaw?
"You're so sorry, I'm embarrassed!"
Jing Jiaren stood on a disc and was studying how to play it. Ximen Longting grabbed the disc and started spinning it.
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but turn around. When she came down, she couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. She stumbled and threw herself into his arms.
Ximen Longting hugged her and said, "Did you faint?"
"You're going too far! You didn't even say hello!"
"I thought you wanted to play."
…
A white sports car was parked outside the park. Through the black iron railings and the gaps between the shrubs, you could vaguely see the interacting figures of Jing Jia and Ximen Longting.
Leng Lintian's hands tightly grasped the steering wheel, and the color of his lips turned purple...
Wilson handed the water to the master and Jing Jiaren, and said in Ximen Longting's ear: "Master, Master Leng is still following."
Ximen Longting curled up the corners of his mouth and drank most of the water: "Let him follow slowly!"
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, come here and take a photo with me!"
With long arms, Ximen Longting held Jing Jiaren in his arms, took out his mobile phone and threw it into Wilson's hand: "Do you know the consequences of doing ugly photos?"
"Master, no matter how you take the photo, it looks good..."
Jing Jiaren was forced onto Ximen Longting's body, and their faces were extremely close.
"Don't lean on me..." Jing Jiaren pushed his face away, but he shamelessly came back again and again.
From a distance, Jing Jiaren's struggle looks more like a bickering and a little fun between a man and a woman.
"Beautiful lady, don't you think... we feel like we are on a date today?"
Jing Jiaren's eyes widened and she suddenly woke up.
Apart from their status, they have not revealed their behavior, actions, or mode of getting along...
Are they no longer different from lovers?
"Watch a movie tonight," he held her hand, put it in front of his lips and kissed her, "or go to the opera house to make up for our first date? I'll follow you."
"Who is dating you?" Jing Jiaren said with a face, "I won't date the male duck..."
Ximen Longting's hoarse voice makes people laugh every time he speaks.
"Who gave this to me? You have to make it up to me!"
His big hand twisted her chin, not allowing her to dodge, and Ximen Longting's slightly swollen lips pressed against hers.
It was just like this, no further kiss...
Wilson immediately understood what the young master meant, and captured the shot with a perfect angle.