The next day, Jing Jiaren was woken up by the maid's knock on the door and saw the maid holding a set of maid outfits......

"Miss Jing, get up quickly, the young master has already gotten up, waiting for you to serve him."

So, she has been Leng Lintian's servant, so do you want to be his servant too?

Leng Lintian's birthday is November 1, and Ximen Longting's birthday is November 11, with only 10 days in between.

Jing Jiaren looked at the date by the way when she was washing, and there were still 3 days left, and it was Simon Longting's birthday.

It's autumn, and the morning is starting to get cold.

The sturdy figure plunged into the icy pool water, swimming back and forth.

Jing Jiaren stood by the pool, holding a large bath towel in her hand, and she couldn't tell the taste in her heart......

Because she has served Leng Lintian by the pool and wiped his hair, does she want to reproduce the scene now?

Ximen Longting swam for more than half an hour before he finally got tired and splashed water.

The sturdy figure walked ashore, and the water was ticking.

Jing Jiaren frowned, walked over and draped a big towel on him: "You are crazy, what kind of swim are you swimming on such a cold day?" ”

“……”

After a pause, Jing Jiaren changed her tone: "Young Master Ximen is really Yaxing, and he is not afraid of cold in this kind of weather." ”

Simon Longting glanced at her sarcastically, lowered his head, and motioned for her to wipe her hair.

Jing Jiaren: "......"

He did it on purpose.

"Wait, I'll go get the towel."

The big towel was already wrapped in him, Jing Jiaren had to run over and take another piece, the man stood by the pool and waited, the wind blew the water droplets on his body, he frowned, his hair was messy, and he looked a little dull.

Jing Jiaren suddenly felt funny-

How can a man's possessiveness be so strong?

He has to go through all the things she has done for others, as if this can be balanced.

Jing Jiaren tried hard to restrain her smile, if she saw that she was laughing at him, she would die!

Jing Jiaren walked over quickly, helped him dry his hair carefully, and squatted down to dry his body, abdomen, and legs......

Jing Jiaren used to do these things, but the mood at that time was different from now.

Suddenly she raised her head and said, "I've only wiped his hair." ”

"So what." The president's voice was muffled, his face was stinky, and he didn't appreciate it.

"These are extra special services for you."

“……”

"By the way, how the hell do you know?" Trace? Then she would have been caught a long time ago, and there would be no two subsequent pursuits.

The only possible ......

"Did he tell you?"

Ximen Longting's eyes were uncertain, staring at her fixedly, not speaking.

Jing Jiaren knew that she shouldn't mention Leng Lintian: "I finish the task, can you go in?" "It was really windy outside.

Ximen Longting frowned: "You are in a good mood just now." ”

“……”

"You look happy."

"No, I have nothing to be happy about." Jing Jiaren bit her lip.

She couldn't help but be happy just now. Damn, Ximen Longting doesn't hate her possessiveness today, on the contrary, she thinks it's cute, which makes her feel very warm. If he didn't care about her, weishenme was going to do such a childish thing?

No, she couldn't expect anything from him.

Then, Jing Jiaren heard a loud sneeze.

Simon Longting's eyes darkened, and he walked forward gloomily.

Jing Jiaren followed behind him, wondering if he was catching a cold, right?