Jing Jiaren hooked her fingers: "Your feet are here." ”

He pointed to his knee.

Simon Longting glared at her with cold eyes-

"I want to see how heavy your legs are, you put them down." Jing Jiaren tugged at his suit pants, "Hurry up!" ”

Ximen Longting rubbed his brows and put one foot lazily on it.

"There's another one."

The two feet were really overweight, and Jing Jiaren pulled a blanket to cover them......

This blanket was asked by Simon Longting for the woman, covering her legs, because it was not big enough to cover Simon Longting.

And now in this way, it can be covered by two people together.

"Okay, just leave it at that, don't move."

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, and when he realized that he had fallen for her, he was about to take his foot away.

Jing Jiaren pressed his feet with both hands: "You have 2 choices, 1 is that you sit on me; 2 is for me to sit on you. ”

“……”

"You choose, right?"

Ximen Longting stared at her heavily, and for the first time found that Jing Jiaren was really thick-skinned when she was a scoundrel.

Grabbing her arm, he chose the second option and carried her to his lap.

Jing Jiaren found a comfortable position, covered the two of them with a warm blanket, and rubbed his hands around his chest: "Is it cold?" ”

"Dirty."

Jing Jia only found out that she still had his socks on her hands.

"It really doesn't stink, it's better for you to smell ......"

"Jing Jiaren!"

The poor sock was finally taken away and once again thrown far away.

Simon Longting's eyes warned, if she dared to pick it up again, he would give her good fruits to eat!

The occasional crackling of charcoal in the stove and the rain outside the window struck the ground through the eaves, and a rustic smell permeated the surroundings.

Jing Jiaren hugged him and leaned her face on his chest.

His body stiffened, and he reached out to hold her tightly in his arms......

A smell of dog meat wafted from the kitchen.

The woman took the money, checked that her husband was only wounded in flesh and bones, and that it was not fatal, and went to cook for them with joy.

Jing Jiaren smelled the aroma: "Good fragrance ......"

Simon Longting hung his head and stared low at her in his arms.

"Is it the smell of dog meat?"

"Hmm."

"Dog meat ......" Jing Jiaren reacted at this time, "You slaughtered that dog?" ”

Ximen Longting's big hand was inserted between her hair, and she squinted slightly: "Anyone who bullies you deserves to die, and animals~ life deserve to die." ”

"What about you?" Jing Jiaren's nails were in circles on his chest, "No one can bully me, only you." ”

"So I'm damned too." His lips were red and he hugged her, his chest hot.

Jing Jia's heart ached.

She looked away, changed the subject and asked, "Can pregnant women eat dog meat?" ”

"Yes."

"Can you eat dog meat for stomach cancer?"

"I can't."

"And what can you eat?"

……

The rain gradually became lighter, the thunder stopped, and behind the farmhouse was a pond with the sound of frogs.

Jing Jiaren took out a pair of socks, put them on Simon Longting without assertion, put on a sweatshirt for him, and found a pair of men's slippers.

is worthy of the model's figure, and he wears all clothes on his body.

"Don't take it off, it's very handsome!"

The woman came out with the dishes, and when she saw Simon Longting, she was also stunned: "This is my man's clothes?" The young man is dressed very appropriately, very handsome. ”

"yes, I can't help but take a picture of him."