"Is it rude to wake him up? Get out of the way! ”

"Miss Jing, be quiet."

"I want to be quiet? I'm just going to get him up! ”

"Miss Jing, you are too presumptuous......"

After a dispute, Jing Jiaren was about to be caught by his entourage and sent downstairs.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from inside: "Let her in." ”

Wilson's body stiffened, and the young master had already woken up—

Respectfully opened the door, let Jing Jiaren in, and respectfully closed the door.

On the big bed, Ximen Longting was sleepy-eyed, as if he had just been woken up. The curtains in the room were closed, and in the darkness, his face was unpredictable, and he could not see joy or anger.

Ximen Longting propped up half of his body slightly and leaned on the big pillow:

"You are not small, dare to disturb my dreams."

"Do you remember to promise me to rebuild the Jing family's front yard?" When Jing Jiaren came, she found a good reason.

"I have ordered my subordinates to do it."

"Are you sure you can give me exactly the same original appearance of the Jing family?"

"Hmm."

"Well, in order to thank you, the Jing family has made a delicious pastry for you to taste - the noodles just now are not to your taste, and an empty stomach is not good for your stomach."

Ximen Longting hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled comfortably: "Is my stomach good, do you care?" ”

"I don't care!" Jing Jiaren sneered, "But there are others who care, and the Jing family cares." ”

"I don't care if they care about it, what I care about is, do you care?" Is he tongue twisters?

Jing Jiaren lost patience: "Are you going to eat or not?" ”

"You're looking for me just for this?"

"Or else?"

Simon Longting lit a cigarette, and his deep eyes stared at her in the dark, like a male wolf: "I thought you would miss me after we were separated for a while." ”

He had just heard her voice coming from outside the door, and he thought it was his auditory hallucination.

It's rare that the little sheep will take the initiative to send it to the door, and she can avoid it when he wants to see her.

"Ashtray." Simon Longting gestured to the bedside table.

Jing Jiaren walked over patiently, and as soon as she picked up the ashtray and handed it over, her wrist was grabbed by a big palm.

The hot palms ironed her, startling her.

Simon Longting smiled triumphantly and pulled her closer to his arms, and the soft bed suddenly fell into turmoil because of her fall.

"What are you doing?!" Jing Jiaren was pressed under him.

"You'd better admit that you miss me."

"There's no such thing at all!"

"You just cared about my stomach," he said, crushing the cigarette butt and picking up her jaw intently, "Did I hear me right?" ”

"I said that on behalf of the Jing family, don't think about it!"

"Don't you know what it means to be alone in an adult male's bedroom?" Simon Longting's eyes were dark.

Jing Jiaren frowned: "What does it mean?" ”

"Sex ~ Suggestion."

"Ha, I think you are in estrus, this is my uncle's room, I just came to wake you up for morning tea on behalf of the Jing family. You let go of me! She wanted to get up, but he pressed her shoulders and easily kept her from getting up.

"You really don't want to be intimate with me?"

"It's not!"

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened with interest, and he looked a little disappointed.

Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to take his hand away, sat up and got out of bed, and fled to a safe distance: "I will tell them that you are very sleepy and want to rest." ”

Damn, she shouldn't have been so reckless, she almost ended up in the tiger's mouth.

As soon as he walked to the door, a deep voice sounded, "Wait." ”