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

It is difficult for an honest official to decide on housework. If Wen Xinnuan still has feelings for Luo Lei, her intervention will only make things more complicated.

Ximen Longting, the doctor said, no accident, your high fever will subside completely tomorrow, and you will be able to wake up.

I'm waiting for you.

Jing Jiaren walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay beside him.

Seeing Ximen Longting's face getting more and more rosy every day, her mood also improved.

"Ximen Longting, let me hug you."

She reached out, wrapped her arms around his chest, and hugged him.

"Ximen Longting, let me kiss you."

The corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth slightly turned sideways, and kissed him on the forehead: "Good night, husband."

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Early the next morning, the entire beachfront villa was busy.

Especially in the kitchen, I heard that the young master will wake up today, the chef and the nutritionist are discussing what food to feed him.

It is reasonable for patients to eat light food just after waking up, but it is too light, and they are afraid that it will not taste good...

Early in the morning, Wilson brought a dozen doctors to examine Ximen Longting in the room.

Jing Jiaren was nervous, very nervous.

Ximen Longting's wound was replaced with a new bandage, and the doctor happily said that it was no longer festering.

He was hit by a fire stick on the back, and the burn was not too serious...

Just when a doctor was checking Ximen Longting's private situation, a hoarse and terrifying voice sounded:

"Get your dirty hands off!"

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in shock. Seeing a strange movement on the bed, Ximen Longting lazily sat up from the bed, like a lion awakened from a long sleep, with majesty in his red eyes.

Wilson hurriedly reminded: "Master, be careful of the wound, don't sit up."

"roll!"

Ximen Longting kicked the unlucky doctor, he took two steps back and fell to the ground.

Ximen Longting pulled the blanket to cover his body, and shouted angrily: "Who allowed you to let so many men see my body?"

Jing Jiaren laughed, the first thing he cared about when he woke up was really strange.

"Cough, master...they are doing a physical examination for you."

"Check what? Can I still lift it!?" Ximen Longting was not polite at all.

"Okay, Ximen Longting, you are so irritable when you just wake up."

Ximen Longting glared at Jing Jiaren with a stinky face: "And you, fool around with them."

"What nonsense is this?"

Please, this domineering president with a bad temper...

"Come here." Ximen Longting stretched out a hand towards her with a straight face, without any exaggerated expression, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Jing Jiaren pushed aside the doctor and stepped forward, approached him, but was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder by a big hand, and pressed firmly into his arms.

Jing Jiaren was bound hard, and he heard his dull voice shout: "Jing Jiaren!"

Jing Jiaren's mood fluctuates...

He acted so dull just now, without any surprises, but now he can't hold back anymore.

Jing Jiaren hugged him back: "It's me."

"Jing Jiaren!"

"I'm here."

"Jing Jiaren!" He said, and his arms tightened, like a kind of fear.Afraid that she would die with him at the bottom of the sea.

Jing Jiaren's nose was sore, and for some reason, she suddenly wanted to cry.

Wilson's face was sullen and his eyes were a little blurry. He quickly looked away and rubbed his forehead: "Everyone get out, it seems that the young master is very healthy."

The doctors left one after another, and only Ximen Longting was left holding Jing Jiaren tightly for half an hour, maintaining that position and refusing to relax.

"Ximen Longting, are you tired from hugging? Let go, okay?"