Ximen Longting leaned against the door of the bathroom at some point, with a playful look in the corner of his mouth.

Jian Chenche's belt was still in his hand, and his bathrobe was half off, revealing his strong chest and stalwart shoulders.

Ximen Longting parted one lip: "Abdominal muscles are more visible than your 'burned version' face."

Jian Chenche's face was gloomy and indifferent, and he put his clothes back on slowly.

Mengkui was a little surprised, and said, "Hello, young master."

Ximen Longting squinted his eyes: "Let a pregnant woman take your bath, Jane Mensao, what do you think?"

Jian Chenche's pupils shrink——

Thinking of Meng Kui's injury, she has a bad face.

"Get out."

"No one has ever been qualified to tell me to fuck off." Except Jing Jiaren.

Jian Chenche's temper became serious. Just as he was about to say something, Ximen Longting showed a CD in his hand. It was just passed the exam, and the video recorded last night was edited.

"I have something interesting here, and I don't mind sharing it with you."

"..."

"Okay, that's all I'm here for. Go ahead." Ximen Longting put the CD on the shelf beside him, and before leaving, he gave them a meaningful look, "After reading it, if you wake up to something, If you want to marry her, you can come to me anytime."

Jian Chenche frowned, and the bathrobe belt was tied up: "Marry her?"

"Of course there are conditions. The killer I trained with my own hands is like a daughter I raised with my own hands. You want to marry her and impress me with your sincerity. I promise to release her contract of prostitution."

sell off...

It's the bomb that Mengkui put in his body. Only Ximen Longting has the key. Even if it is removed by surgery, the lock must be opened.

Otherwise, if you forcibly remove it, the survival rate is 0.

Meng Kui was extremely surprised——

The killer cultivated by Ximen Longting should be ruthless and desireless, and serve him for life.How can we talk about marriage?

"Master!?" Meng Kui was so moved that she almost shed tears, "Why?"

"It's not me you're thanking. For my wife's sake."

Ximen Longting frowned impatiently, and was sent by Jing Jiaren early in the morning to be Yuelao.

Damn woman, he was only allowed to go back to "eat his fill" if he had to tie the red rope himself!

Can't the subordinates do such a trivial matter?Women are trouble.

……

Jing Jiaren saw the situation here through the notebook, and when Ximen Longting came back after opening the door, she said without raising her head:

"The time you chose is too unfortunate. You should wait for them to take a bath and get along with each other."

"It's you who said I don't care about female inferiority and male superiority, so I went to work as an errand job once!"

Ximen Longting kicked the door and began to pull off his jacket and pants.

Jing Jiaren really can't understand Meng Kui's face of always flattering Jian Chenche and being courteous, and she can't understand how she is groveling when she is a pregnant woman.

A good man should love his wife...not treat his wife as a servant.

Mengkui is a good girl.

"You said that after watching the CD, Jian Chenche realizes that he loves Mengkui, will he treat her well?"

"I'm not him, how do I know!?" Ximen Longting unceremoniously reached out to cover the notebook, dragged her under the quilt, and pressed her between his arms, planning where to chew first~

"What would you do if you were him!"

"Love you, spoil you to heaven!" Ximen Longting pressed her shoulder, "I love you!"

After careful recollection, Ximen Longting found that after he fell in love with her, he did start to dote on her, although the way was a bit domineering.

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