The bully came out of the shower, loosely dressed in a white yukata and his hair dripping with water.

His expression was colder and more silent than usual, and his red pupils looked exceptionally sharp.

As soon as Jing Jiaren saw him come out, she immediately picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, his face was dark, and he was even more displeased!

Wilson immediately understood his master's thoughts, walked over and turned off the television.

"Miss Jing, the sound from the TV is too noisy."

This damn man, it's clear that he is narrow-minded, and he only allows him to treat her as air, and does not allow her to be without her in her eyes!

Jing Jiaren also had a bad temper, so she had to stand up and turn on the TV in the past.

"If it's noisy, I can turn down the sound of the TV so that it won't disturb you."

She lowered the volume to 0 bars.

Wilson glanced at Simon Longting, and his tall physique stood in front of the TV, just obscuring the picture.

Jing Jiaren: "......"

Simon sat down leisurely on the dining table and chair and lifted the lid.

The aroma of food quickly fills the room......

Jing Jiaren was hungry, but she turned a blind eye, took out her mobile phone, and swiped the web page.

Anyway, she can do anything, and her attention will definitely not be on him.

Ximen Longting's eyes sank, and the fork cut on the plate, making a harsh sound.

Wilson had no choice but to act as a moderator: "Miss Jing, let's go over and eat." ”

"Xiexie, I'm not hungry."

"Don't play with your phone in the room," he walked over and suddenly pulled away Jing Jiaren's phone, "The radiation thorn~ It's not good to provoke our young master's skin." ”

What a bad reason!

He's so far away, radiation can stab ~ provoke him?!

"Don't worry, your young master is very thick-skinned!"

Simon Longting seemed to have not heard it, and the corners of his mouth were coldly hooked.

Was he playing a cold war with her? The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth lifted up sarcasm, it was so funny!

"Miss Jing, please go to dinner." Wilson's tone hardened.

"What if I don't go?"

Wilson winked, and two attendants walked over, preparing to take Jing Lady over to the left and right.

She was the first to stand up: "I'm sorry, I want to go to the toilet first." ”

Wilson stood in front of her: "Miss Jing, don't be presumptuous." ”

"How can I be presumptuous?"

"When our young master is eating, no one is allowed to go to the toilet."

"Sure enough, it's very suitable for his domineering and selfish style!"

The two attendants forcibly brought Jing Jiaren to the dining table, forcibly pressed her shoulders, and made her sit on a chair.

Facing Ximen Longting's dark and cold face, when he spoke, Jing Jiaren was hungry, and he didn't have half a face.

Especially when she thought of the humiliation she suffered in the afternoon, she was even more angry!

The meat on the plate was like Simon Longting's face, and the dinner knife was slashed back and forth, cutting into eight pieces, but none of them were eaten into the stomach.

Ximen Longting's eyes were cold, but he was obviously in a much better mood, not as full of resentment as when he first came back.

Seeing that she was venting her anger on the food, he ignored it, ate his share of food leisurely, wiped his mouth, and got up and sat on the sofa.

Wilson picked up his laptop and put it in front of him and plugged it in.

Jing Jiaren thought that she could be freed, and was just about to stand up, but her shoulders were pushed back again.

"Miss Jing, you haven't finished your food yet."

“……”

Forget it, as long as you don't share a table with that bastard-