Shang Yanxuan still looked at her with that indifferent but affectionate gaze: "Is this a concern from a lover, or a greeting from an ex-girlfriend?" ”

Jing Jia's heart sank: "No, this is a condolence from a friend." ”

“……”

The servant went down under the order of Ximen Longying, and before she closed the door, she saw Shang Yanxuan's eyes staring at Jing Jiaren, and the love that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved made her heart swell with a strong killing intent.

Even if Jing Jiaren is sent abroad, he may be arrested by Ximen Longting again.

It's better to take advantage of this opportunity-

The door closed, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

"Mr. Leng, I think you should eat something." Jing Jia sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the porridge bowl.

Shang Yanxuan didn't reach out to take it, his pale lips cracked, and blood leaked between his lips.

Jing Jiaren looked at him like this, and was really distressed: "No strength? Do you want me to feed you? ”

She took a sip and put it to his lips, and he looked away lightly.

"Shang Yanxuan! How long are you going to make trouble? ”

"I miss you."

Three words easily disintegrated Jing Jiaren's strong coldness.

"I know it's hard for you to be locked up here. But are you going to throw in the towel? Are you suicidal? Hunger strike? Make yourself like this? ”

“……”

"If you don't eat, you'd rather continue to fall, and I can't control you." Jing Jiaren put down the bowl coldly, "It seems that I came to the wrong place this time, and you disappointed me." ”

She made a gesture to leave, but before she could take a step, her wrist was grabbed violently.

Shang Yanxuan hugged her tightly: "Don't go." ”

"Eat?" Jing Jiaren sat down, "I'll feed you." ”

A large bowl of rice porridge was quickly fed......

Jing Jiaren suddenly remembered that when she was sick before, he was the one who fed her. He was the one who took care of her all the time. It was the first time she had fed him.

"Have you eaten enough?" Jing Jiaren picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Her figure leaned over, the scent of fragrance blowing in front of him.

Shang Yanxuan's expression deepened, and he grabbed her chin, and Gao Jun's face was about to force her over-

When his lips were about to touch, Jing Jiaren pushed his shoulders away: "You are hanging the potion, don't move." ”

He stared at her.

"I'm not here today to catch up with you. You should understand? ”

"I don't understand."

His gaze at her was so hot that she couldn't look at her.

Don't look away: "Now that you are trapped by Ximen Longying, we have all lost our freedom, and it is even more impossible to be together." With your power, there is no way to resist them, and I am even more impossible...... Do you want it to go on like this? You can die a hundred, what about me? ”

As soon as Shang Yanxuan's body moved, he was about to shake her hand, but she pulled her hand away first.

"Tell me, you won't compromise easily, and you won't kill yourself again-"

Shang Yanxuan was silent, his eyes enveloping her like a black tide.

Jing Jia said loudly: "You say, weishenme doesn't speak? You're going to leave me alone, aren't you? ”

"I won't." He finally grabbed her hand and put it in his hot heart, "How can I be willing to leave you alone." ”

"Then promise me that you will not seek death again!"

"Okay."

"Promise me to become stronger, strong enough to rival Simon Dragon's Thunder. When the time comes, you come to me, and I'll go with you. ”

Shang Yanxuan's expression sank, and he heard her voice: "Where are you going?" ”