"Wash your face, be obedient, and stop crying."

Jing Jiaren's entire face was soaked with tears, and her eyelashes were clumped together.

Ximen Longting picked her up and walked into the bathroom. He wanted to wash her face, but found that the smell of blood was still on her body.

Since Jing Jiaren knew that the baby was not lost, she lay on the bed in despair without eating or drinking, as if she was completely stupid.

This kind of sad feeling can only be empathized by a woman who longs to be a mother when she loses her child.

Ximen Longting put her on the chair, turned on the tap, and went to test the water temperature.

Turning around and going back to the room to get her change of clothes, underwear came in...

Jing Jiaren watched him hurrying back and forth, and an extremely heartwarming feeling temporarily dissipated her sadness.

In the process of draining the water, Ximen Longting twisted the towel and wiped her face first.

Her eyes are so swollen...

He took out a condensate from his trouser pocket, wiped it on his fingers and wiped it for her, it was cold.

"Feel better?"

Jing Jiaren's sore eyes really felt better...

Been crying tonight and her eyes have lost a lot of moisture.

Jing Jiaren was startled: "Why do you carry this thing with you?"

Ximen Longting put the little dew box away, and began to undress her: "The servant said you cried all day... You are usually so brave, but you are also a crybaby."

This dew was specially prepared for her, and I wanted to wipe it on her after she fell asleep.

And she didn't sleep at all.

Ximen Longting pulled off her pajamas, picked her up, took off her panties, and put her into the warm water.

"Is the water temperature okay?"

"Ah."

Ximen Longting pulled a chair by the bathtub, rolled up his shirt sleeves: "It's so late, why don't you wash your hair?"

"Ah."

He stood up again to help her find the hairpin.

Jing Jiaren crawled on the edge of the bathtub and waited. Unexpectedly, after the miscarriage, her treatment was not bad at all. On the contrary, he cared for her more carefully.

Before I knew it, I thought of his confession yesterday afternoon...

Her heart sank. If he hadn't treated her well for the sake of the child, could he have really fallen in love with her?

Jing Jiaren's eyes were wide open in shock, her mind was extremely chaotic. On the one hand, there was the grief of losing her child, and on the other hand, the warmth of being cared for.

Jing Jiaren decided to pay attention to Ximen Longting's actions in the past two days...

If he really loves her, they will have many children in the future.

Ximen Longting found a hair clip, combed her long hair and tied it up.

Jing Jiaren stared at him closely: "The baby is gone...you don't blame me?"

Ximen Longting said in a deep voice, "Spontaneous abortion has nothing to do with you."

"I thought you were going to be angry."

"Am I such an unreasonable person?" It's too late to feel sorry for her.

Jing Jiaren said nothing, based on her speculation, he should suspect that she tried to get rid of the child, hated her, and tortured her exhaustively.

Originally, she also thought about it, if he misunderstood her...

Her only reason to live in this world is gone, and she has to keep her promise and die with her baby.

If it wasn't for the belief in revenge that supported her, she might not have been able to hold on as early as the moment she knew that the child was not lost.

However, now Ximen Longting's attitude towards her is completely different.

His warmth is her last candle of life, if he misunderstands her again, her candle will be completely extinguished.

Jing Jiaren suddenly held his big palm, pressed it against her face, and closed her eyes.

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