There was a fire in the house, and there was a rack to hang up the clothes.

Jing Jiaren looked at Ximen Longting with his chest open, refusing to change into the coarse cloth clothes......

"You're just putting it on for a while, and when it's dry, you'll change it off?"

Simon Longting frowned.

"Wear it, or you'll catch a cold." Jing Jiaren looked at his wet suit pants, "Take them off quickly." ”

"Take care of yourself, you don't have to worry about me. ”

"My clothes aren't wet...... It's you who are soaking wet now. Come on, I'll help you take your pants off. ”

Jing Jiaren moved his position and went to take off his belt.

Ximen Longting slammed down her hand: "Jing Jiaren, are you looking for death?"

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. ”

“……”

"Then take off your shoes and socks. Jing Jiaren forcibly took off his shoes, "Your feet are so heavy, lift your feet." ”

Ximen Longting straightened her: "Jing Jiaren, you are the most tormented pregnant woman I have ever seen." ”

"Hurry up and take off your shoes!"

He stood still.

"If you don't take it off, I'll kiss you!"

Ximen Longting's eyes widened, and he looked at her incredulously, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Treat others the way they do!"

Ximen Longting took off his shoes, Jing Jiaren picked them up, and actually poured water.

She looked at shoe size 42: "Big feet." ”

“……”

"Are you wearing regular size 42 shoes?" Jing Jiaren's eyes dimmed, "I have never given you shoes." ”

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened again.

"Take off your socks too. ”

Jing Jiaren pulled off his socks and wrung them out with her hands.

Simon looked at her with a heavy face, the firelight burning on his red pupils, even if he sat in this vulgar place, he was still noble and awe-inspiring.

Jing Jiaren couldn't find a place to dry her socks, and in her experience, it would be faster to bake all the time.

So he put it in his hand as if he were wearing a glove.

Ximen Longting frowned: "Take it off!"

"What's wrong?"

Simon Longting suddenly snatched the socks and threw them away.

Jing Jiaren went down to the ground again to pick it up: "What are you doing?"

"Don't. ”

"You don't wear socks, you'll catch a cold when it's so cold!" Jing Jiaren frowned, "I don't understand you, you just won't wear their clothes and socks." ”

"I have a habit of cleanliness. ”

"Okay, then don't get in the way of me drying my socks. ”

Simon Longting: "It stinks." ”

"I don't dislike my socks for smelling. Jing Jiaren smiled warmly, "What's more, it doesn't stink." Your feet never stink. ”

"Have you smelled it?"

...... "Jing Jiaren," I didn't say that there was something in the eyes of my lover, as long as it was everything about you, I wouldn't dislike it." You should feel the same way, right?"

After saying that, Jing Jiaren felt a burning sensation in her cheeks.

I don't know if it's baked, or if she's still not used to talking about love.

Ximen Longting looked at her deadly, his gaze like fire.

Jing Jiaren felt that her cheeks were even hotter: "What are you watching me do?"

"When did you get so thick-skinned?" he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her chin.

Jing Jiaren's face was red, and she looked back at him: "I learned from you." ”

“……”

"Don't you like it?" she smiled uncertainly, "You made me like this, Simon Longting, and you are responsible for me!"

Ximen Longting's gaze was even more painful, and an endless pain spread.