How much information did you sell me [942]
Jing Jiaren was carried to the deck by Ximen Longting and placed on a chair next to Wen Xinnuan.
"Beauty, you tied up your bangs too." Wen Xinnuan immediately exclaimed exaggeratedly, "What a goddess." β
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips uncomfortably, just a hairstyle, has it changed so much?
"It's so beautiful, this hairstyle really suits you."
"Beauty, you should also learn from your friend's honesty." Simon Longting's eyes narrowed.
Jing Jiaren coughed: "You two have a good discussion, right?" β
"Negotiate well?" Warm and incomprehensible.
"You've only known him for a long time, and you've talked and laughed." Jing Jiaren glared at Wen Xinnuan, "When did people sell you, you are still losing money to him." β
Wen Xinnuan blinked: "Beauty, what are you talking about?" β
"He tied this hair, don't you know?"
"Him?" Wen Xinnuan glanced up and down at Ximen Longting, "And this craft?" β
"How?" Simon Longting was in a good mood.
"It's amazing, a man can tie his hair!" Wen Xinnuan clapped his hands, "It's so intimate, so romantic." β
Jing Jiaren rubbed her temples with a headache.
"Beauty, he's good to you."
"When Leng Lintian proposed to me, you also sighed like this." She couldn't help but say, "At that time, I also exaggeratedly said, so romantic, so caring, he was very good to me." β
Wen Xinnuan choked for a long time: "Uh...... Is it? But they're all kind to you. β
Anyway, it's much better than Luo Cheap.
Ximen Longting's smile instantly froze, and he stared at Jing Jiaren coldly: "You won't be happy if you don't mention the name that ruined my mood?" β
"Yes." Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, "It turns out that he will ruin your mood, then I know, I must mention it more in the future." β
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"What does it matter if he ties my hair for me, Leng Lintian, that is, my current husband, will too."
Simon Longting's eyes darkened, and he suddenly twisted his watchβ
[I said, I don't love you, I lied to you. γ
[So? γ
[I won't fail to love you. γ
The bastard started again......
Jing Jiaren swore that she hated this watch to death: "Ximen Longting, you are enough!" β
"Spoil your mood, I have my way." Simon shook his wrist, "If you bring up a topic that displeases me again, I'll let you listen to this recording 100 times." β
Wen Xinnuan smiled: "You two are so funny!" β
Jing Jiaren glared at her: "It's funny that you're big." Warm heart, you betrayed me. β
Wen Xinnuan innocent: "How can I have? β
"Then what are you talking about and laughing at early in the morning?" Jing Jia asked angrily, "How much information did you sell me?" β
Wen Xinnuan poured her a cup of tea: "I didn't say anything about you, don't worry, I'm measured." He just asked me some tips on raising a baby, and I told him......"
"What are you doing with raising a baby?"
"Hmm." Wen Xinnuan pushed the pastry over, "Hungry, eat more." I'm still a little time before lunch. β
Simon Longting had already picked up a piece of cake and handed it over.
Jing Jiaren frowned: "Everything your hands have touched is dirty, take it away." β
Simon Longting's hand immediately stroked her face: "I touched it, it's dirty, can I take you home?" β
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"Beauty, there is no place on your body that I haven't touched." He took a satisfied bite of the cake, "Maybe there's another one in my stomach." β