No mention of marriage [644]
I don't trust anyone, and I don't give the slightest emotion.
Gradually, he loses the ability to love others.
"Are you alright, your face is ugly?" Jing Jiaren frowned, reached out and touched his forehead, there was no fever, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" β
Simon Longting stretched out his hand, and she fell to his chest.
He clasped her tightly with one hand, "I won't allow you to be like them." β
It disappeared from his eyes without a sound.
Jing Jiaren looked at him puzzled: "Who is it the same with?" β
"Don't leave me."
"I promised you that I wouldn't run away." Jing Jiaren wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Could it be that you dreamed that I ran away?" β
"It's scarier than that."
"Anything more terrible?" Jing Jiaren couldn't imagine it, "What kind of dream can scare the dignified Young Master Ximen like this?" β
Ximen Longting was not afraid of the dream itself, but afraid that something like that would happen to Jing Jiaren. This is also why he has been hiding Jing Jiaren, not daring to let Master Ximen know, let alone mentioning marriage.
The Simon family is by no means suitable for Jing Jiaren......
"Don't forget, today is my first day on the job." Jing Jiaren got up with great interest, she was so excited from 5 o'clock in the morning that she couldn't sleep anymore. I have been staring at Ximen Longting's sleeping face for two hours.
Ximen Longting half-sat up naked~ naked and hooked his lips: "What's the hurry, I haven't eaten breakfast yet." β
"It's 7 o'clock, so if you want to eat early, get up quickly."
"I meanβ" the big hand hooked her little waist, "you do it early." β
"No, it's too late, I don't want to be late for the first day of work."
Jing Jiaren had already slipped out of his arms and took out his professional clothes from the closet, which was a professional suit specially prepared for today's work.
Simon Longting leaned on the head of the bed, it was rare to see her so actively interested in something.
Seeing her wearing a black skirt, she seemed to dislike the old style of the skirt and frowned.
The buckle of the underwear can't be buttoned, and the angry expression is also very beautiful.
Ximen Longting smiled indifferently, got out of bed and walked behind her, opened her long hair to her left shoulder, and buttoned her underwear: "Do you know that the underwear button weishenme is designed in the back?" β
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"Because this is a great opportunity to seduce ~ a man."
"The underwear button at the front?"
"It's easier to take it off when you're making out."
Horizontal and vertical are reasonable, and he has the final say.
Jing Jiaren wore a small vest with a base inside, picked up a professional coat and put it on her body, it was really decent, with middle sleeves and professional collars, not exposed at all.
She spun around in front of Simon Longting: "How is it?" β
"It's beautiful." There was a lot of animality in his eyes, "It makes people want to take off and fall down." β
Jing Jiaren: "......"
Ximen Longting picked up a handful of her long hair and kissed her lips obsessively: "Coiled up." From now on, except in front of me - you are not allowed to loose your hair. β
Jing Jiaren wrinkled her nose: "You are really a jealous and stingy ghost." β
IT CAN BE SEEN FROM THE OLD-FASHIONED STYLE OF THIS PROFESSIONAL ATTIRE, AS WELL AS THE SIZE THAT IS ONE SIZE LARGER THAN HER, AND HER FIGURE IS NOT SO WELL DISPLAYED.
His intentions are good.
"If possible, would you like me to wear a clown mask to work?"
"That's exactly what I mean." Simon Longting opened the drawer and took out a black-framed glasses with no prescription for her, "Wear them when you work in the company." β
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