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

Now he is asking for her care from all aspects, so as to judge whether she is attracted to him, and whether she cares about him.

But, she just damn cared, damn couldn't ignore him.

Ximen Longting's high fever is accompanied by a cough...

She had a cough, which was very uncomfortable, and sometimes she coughed so hard that she couldn't sleep at all.

It's like there's something in my throat, itching all the time.

When she heard him coughing badly, her chest and lungs were hurting.

Wilson has been trying to persuade him that the more he coughs, the more he should drink hot water.Every time it was interrupted by Ximen Longting's ungrateful "shut up" roar...

Jing Jiaren stood up suddenly and threw the magazine heavily on the chair.

Before Wilson could react, she had already stood in front of him and took the water glass.

"Be careful, Miss Jing..."

Seeing that Jing Jiaren was finally willing to take over and help, Wilson stepped aside as if throwing away a hot potato.

Jing Jiaren said sarcastically, "It's really unlucky who will be your subordinate."

"If you are my subordinate, you must be very happy."

"How old are you? A 30-year-old man, you are still as awkward as a child, naive or not?"

Ximen Longting raised his red eyes from the phone and stared at her quietly.

A handsome face is extremely mature and frivolous: "In short, you lost."

"..."

"You really are nervous about me."

Jing Jiaren resisted the urge to splash hot water on his face: "I just think the sound of your coughing is so loud that I can't even read a book!"

"The tongue is not the heart."

"Do you want me to splash you with water?"

Ximen Longting put down his cell phone and sat half-sitting against the big soft pillow behind him. He was still wearing a nightgown, because he was in a hurry when he came out today.

The skirt of the nightgown was loosely slung, revealing the spreading tattoos on his chest.

Wilson pulled a chair behind her buttocks: "Miss Jing, sit down."

"I want you to be troublesome?" Ximen Longting glanced coldly, "Sit on the edge of the bed."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Wilson hastily pulled the chair away again, for fear that Jing Jiaren would just sit down, and he would do another stupid thing.

Jing Jiaren grabbed the cup holder and blew on the hot air on the water cup: "Drink the water."

Ximen Longting leaned over, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were full of arrogant smiles...

Jing Jiaren thought he was weird, it was just a glass of water, how could he be so happy?

I can't even hide my depression!

"Drink." Jing Jiaren's heart was slightly flustered, the edge of the cup touched his lips, and she poured it into him.

Ximen Longting was suddenly gulped down, his brows were tightened instantly, and his beautiful eyes opened like bull's eyes to her.

Wilson said weakly from the side: "Miss Jing, that's boiling water!"

Jing Jiaren panicked for a moment: "Is it hot?"

Ximen Longting swallowed unbearably, coughed loudly several times: "What do you think?"

"It's so hot, you still drink so much."

"You let me drink it, how dare I not drink it?" Pressing his thumb against his lips, he inhaled lightly, and his moistened lips finally turned a little bloody.

Fortunately, Wilson held it cold for a while, otherwise, he would definitely burn his mouth...

Jing Jiaren was holding the remaining half glass of water, and stared at Ximen Longting sadly: "Is there any blisters?"

"You use your tongue ~ head to feel it?"

Jing Jiaren ignored it directly: "Wilson, go and get some cough medicine, and some medicine to relieve the fire..."