"Young master, don't dig it, let's dig it......"

“……”

"Young Master......"

Jing Jiaren's figure retracted suddenly, leaned against the door, and slowly slid to the ground.

She squatted into an ostrich-like helpless position, and at the same time, she also deeply felt the helplessness in Ximen Longting's heart......

The sketch was washed away, or it was something that wasn't supposed to exist in the first place.

Maybe he regretted it again?

Let him hate her to the end!

Suddenly, the servants began to exclaim, "Young Master...... Young master, wake up......"

Jing Jiaren quickly wiped away a handful of tears, opened the door, and saw that Ximen Longting's tall figure was finally exhausted and collapsed in the sand pit.

He was covered in sand, and his clothes were soaked with water from the sand.

The chef was a strong man, and he lifted Simon Longting up, carried it on his shoulders, and sent him back to the villa.

Jing Jiaren resisted the urge to run over and quietly stepped aside.

When Simon Longting was carried in, she whispered to a servant:

"I'm leaving the island now, is there any way to leave?"

"Miss Jing, you're leaving?" The maid raised her eyebrows in surprise, "You know that we can't be the master of this, so the young master has to wake up, you tell the young master." ”

...... wait for him to wake up? She really didn't want to face him for a minute.

Ximen Longting was only stunned for a moment, and then slowly woke up.

The first thing he heard in his ears was that Jing Jiaren asked the maid about leaving.

His guilt for her was instantly devoured by the demon of resentment.

He dug in the cold wind for an hour, as if drowning people were grasping at a lifesaver and trying to give each other another chance.

Because, subconsciously, he still believes in her.

Once she calmed down and remembered what they had been through, she ate the phoenix paste in front of the audience.

The way she smiled softly when she said she loved him......

She brought him a massager, she sat in his arms, and she kissed him softly......

All the images are like a broken crystal ball, constantly coming together.

But even if you put it together, it is full of cracks, and it will shatter again at the slightest touch.

And now, it has broken again.

He said coldly, "Let me go to the ground." ”

He woke up......

The servants were all startled, and the cook immediately put the honorable young master on the ground.

Ximen Longting couldn't stand on his feet at all, his whole body was like a big fireball, and even the breath he spewed out was aggressive.

The chef put one of his hands on his shoulder: "Young master, you are all wet and need to rest." ”

The sand was wet after the rain, and he threw the sand for an hour, not to mention, and fell into the sand pit, of course it was wet.

Ximen Longting's face was very pale, and he stared at Jing Jiaren coldly: "Want to escape? Do you think you can escape without my consent? ”

Jing Jiaren didn't even have the courage to look at him, and whispered, "You promised to let me go......"

How swollen her eyes were from a few meters away, you could see how swollen she was.

Ximen Longting glanced at her forehead gloomily: "Tomorrow at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the time you agreed." ”

“……”

"I'll let you go before three o'clock." His chapped lips twitched, "And the rest of the time, you are ready to be cruel." ”

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, she was not afraid of being abused, but she didn't want Ximen Longting to abuse herself in such a way.

"Why do you do this?"

"I'm glad I tortured you." He said something that was against his mind.