Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ximen Longting has been repairing the villa, and he still refuses to go to bed at night when it is time to rest.

Wilson didn't dare to speak at all, otherwise he would end up being cannon fodder...

So he could only look at Jing Jiaren begging for help: "Miss Jing, if the young master continues to suffer like this, his body will not be able to bear it."

Jing Jiaren had tried to persuade her many times, but he didn't listen at all.

"Ximen Longting, let's save it until tomorrow to fix it?"

"not sleepy."

"But I'm sleepy. If you don't sleep, I can't sleep even if I'm with you."

"Go to bed."

"Don't you want to sleep with me at night?" Jing Jiaren stroked his mask, "Didn't you always want to sleep with me?"

Ximen Longting raised his head coldly, since he was lying on the hospital bed until now, not to mention the night of passion, she slept separately in the next bed every night - because his surgical wound was not healed, and he was infusion and gastric tube , It is not convenient to sleep with people at all.

Jing Jiaren was afraid that if she slept with him, he would lose control of the fire, so she added an extra bed.

For this reason, Ximen Long was furious for several days...

Look at her always full of dark accusations: you liar!

If he had known about such hardships, Ximen Longting would definitely not agree to treat his stomach problems.

"Sleeping together?" He stopped moving.

"Well," Jing Jiaren nodded, "I asked the doctor, your incision has healed and scabs have formed, so it's fine for me to sleep with you in my arms."

Ximen Longting's limbs were active, which made Wilson move the villa carefully and prepare to sleep.

"You have worked hard for a long time, and I will help you knead and knead."

Jing Jiaren climbed onto the bed flatteringly, pinched his arm, and felt that he had lost a lot of weight.

Ximen Longting smelled of medicine all over his body, and a lot of hair fell from the pillow.

Every day Wilson would hold the pillow and shake in the sun, and she felt distressed when she saw Simon Longting's hair falling out.

"Ximen Longting, I haven't hugged you for a long time, let me hug you."

Jing Jiaren stretched out her arms to hug him, feeling the thinness of his body, and her chest was so thin that there were only hard bones against her.

Jing Jiaren's nose was sore: "You've lost weight again."

Ximen Longting couldn't see any expression on his cold fox mask.

Jing Jiaren misses him so much, and wants to see how his face looks...

Her hand touched the mask: "Let me see you?"

Ximen Longting held her hand: "No."

"I miss you..." Her voice choked slightly, "I really do."

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "What did the nurse say?"

Her mood was suddenly sad, she wanted to sleep with him, but also looked at his face, and she was crying...

Jing Jiaren shook her head: "I didn't say anything. I just miss you."

"Think about me, you will stare at the picture album all afternoon without looking at me?"

"What album? It's about stomach cancer..."

Ximen Longting didn't speak, but she could imagine him pursing his thin lips.

Jing Jiaren hugged him even tighter: "Tell me what wish you have? Let me accompany you to realize it."

All his wishes were about her, except that of finishing Master Simon.

"My wish is to help you realize your wish."

"..."

"What is your wish?"

"Your stomach must recover to survive."

He smiled lowly: "Do you want to buy a piece of land in the moon, enclose our territory, and write your name and mine?"

Jing Jia was stunned, remembering that Father Jing said that Master Ximen also did similar things for Mother Jing back then.