"You're right, I was lucky before you."

The implication is that Ximen Longting is the bad guy in her Yujian.

The good mood of the big president was ruined, and he finally felt displeased.

Jing Jiaren poured water and handed it to him: "Drink saliva." ”

"Feed me."

“……”

Jing Jiaren's mind moved, his tone and eyes were wrong, and from the time he woke up, she was rippling with a domineering gentleness, as if time had traveled back.

But I thought of the picture of him holding Nurse He by the lake last night, feeding each other wine and food affectionately......

Jing Jiaren handed it to him coldly: "You have hands and feet, won't you drink it yourself." ”

Ximen Longting stared at her: "Why don't you please me." ”

Isn't she afraid that he will like Nurse He and please him in order to save his life?

Jing Jiaren originally planned to do so, but he hurt her too much!

"I changed my mind - because I couldn't force myself to do what made me sick all the time."

It's disgusting to please him?

Ximen Longting really wanted to disgust her: "Hey, feed me with your mouth." ”

"Don't, you just vomited blood, isn't it disgusting......"

Jing Jiaren pushed him away in resistance.

Ximen Longting's body was shocked, thinking that he had indeed coughed up blood just now, and the taste in his mouth was not good, so he had to give up.

However, this woman doesn't care about him coughing up blood and dislikes him!

"If one day you cough up blood, I won't dislike you." He suddenly burst out of the blue.

Jing Jiaren gave him a strange look, what happened to him today?

"Xiexie, but I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, I won't cough up blood, I will definitely maintain a healthy body and outlive you."

Instead of being as good at harassing him as he usually is, he was unusually silent.

The serious expression seemed to be really thinking about the problem......

Jing Jiaren's heart twitched, shouldn't his condition worsen?

Jing Jiaren turned around and was about to walk to the door.

His cold voice stopped her, "Where to go." ”

"I'll tell Wilson and ask him to call a doctor to come and see you."

"You don't have to look at it, why don't you make a bowl of porridge to warm my stomach, I'll get better faster." Simon Longting leaned on the bed, casually took out a cigarette and a lighter from the bedside, and lit them.

Jing Jiaren was depressed for a while: "You just coughed up blood and smoked again, so you don't want to die." ”

"Don't you want me to die soon?" Ximen Longting spat out a puff of smoke rings and smiled indifferently.

Jing Jia's heart was slammed down, what did he mean, didn't he say that the biggest punishment for her was to live longer than her, so that she could torture her all the time?

Ximen Longting is now also beginning to question how long he will keep Jing Jiaren by his side.

He always had a strong premonition that one day he would wake up and she would disappear from his life completely.

Or, one day when he is tortured by her to the point that he doesn't even have a trace of Zuihou's bottom line, he will let her go away.

If she is gone, what will he do if he lives so long?

Ximen Longting's eyes were filled with evil desolation.

His only expectation now is that the child is born, and she is reluctant to have a child, maybe she will be reluctant to leave him.

The space suddenly became extremely sad and heavy.

It was as if an invisible big hand was pinching Jing Jiaren's heart, making it impossible for her to breathe.

"Throw away the cigarettes, and I'll make you a bowl of porridge!"