After taking a deep breath, Jing Jiaren was still embarrassed.

Because nothing can compare to the life of a loved one!

Jing Jiaren knocked on the door hesitantly and found that the door lock was already unlocked. She opened it as soon as she knocked on the door.

Ximen Longting's condensed voice came: "Close the door."

Jing Jiaren saw him standing in front of the desk, staring at a painting on the wall.

Jing Jiaren unlocked the door and closed it.

As I got closer, I realized that the painting Ximen Longting was looking at was a woman holding a bow and arrow with human proportions, and the arrow pointed at a man's heart.

The English translation under the painting is: If you let go, I will die.

Jing Jiaren's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Yes, once a woman lets go, the arrow will shoot through the man's heart.

But the man in the painting is hugging the woman...

"What do you think of this painting?" Ximen Longting said in a cold voice.

Jing Jiaren's voice was dry: "Very good."

"Where's the best place?"

“Anywhere is fine.”

Ximen Longting suddenly turned around, his red eyes sharp and arrogant: "Anywhere is good?"

"Painting style, creativity, artistic conception, color..." Jing Jiaren deliberately ignored the key points.

Ximen Longting smiled sarcastically, but his eyes seemed to be asking:

Isn’t this painting the most confirmed portrayal of you and me?

It's a pity that my heart is already dead when you let go. Jing Jiaren, I'm dead to you.

He took a long gulp of whiskey.

"Stop drinking." Jing Jiaren reached out and grabbed it, "If you let me come to your room, you wouldn't let me watch you become a drunkard?"

Ximen Longting passed her and walked towards the super-size bed. He naturally took off his nightgown and lay on the bed.

"Give me some medicine."

Jing Jiaren saw the bottles and jars on the ground, which must have been knocked over by Ji Zihan when he was serving him.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet and the medicine jars were not broken.

Jing Jiaren picked up the things one by one and went over to give him medicine.

Ximen Longting's entire back was horribly bruised, with large patches and swelling.

Just looking at it makes me feel very painful.

Jing Jiaren's shoulders were trembling, and her heart ached as if she was being whipped by a whip.

One can imagine how much force Leng Lintian exerted - of course, Leng Lintian was beaten nine times and his injuries would be more serious.

Rub the medicine into her palms until they feel hot, then gently rub it on her waist.

"Knead the point!"

"..."

"If we don't focus on the key points, how will the medicine get in? How will the injury heal?"

Jing Jiaren exerted all his strength, and his body began to tighten due to pain.

Jing Jiaren quickly stopped her strength.

"I'll let you rub the key points!" He didn't know whether he was torturing her or himself?

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and calmed down.

But she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"What, are you tickling me?" Ximen Longting said sinisterly, "Do you still want to cure your mother's disease?"

Ximen Longting, why do you torture me like this...

"Knead it hard for me," he said as if it was not his own body. "Use all the strength you have for me."

"..."

"If you can't do it, get out of here."

Jing Jiaren couldn't do it, she just wanted to ask him if it hurt.

Of course he was in pain, but the physical pain stimulated and numbed him, making him temporarily forget the pain in his heart.

"Jing Jiaren, I call you the key point!"
Chapter completed!