"Ximen Longting, are the buns delicious?" Jing Jiaren smiled coquettishly, trying to please him.

Ximen Longting stared at her coldly: "You'll know if you try it?"

Jing Jiaren picked one up and bit into it, mostly fat...

Even though the filling is very greasy, the buns are also very hard and have no texture at all.

Jing Jiaren didn't want to swallow a bite and wanted to vomit, so she had to swallow it in front of Ximen Longting.

"It tastes bad. Don't you think it tastes bad?" She was surprised. His mouth has always been picky.

"It tastes bad." He looked very unhappy.

"It tastes terrible. Why do you still eat so much?" I ate several!

"What you fed..."

"You just eat when I feed you?! When did you eat so casually?"

Ximen Longting stared at her coldly: "The steamed buns you bought are terrible, and I support you for your sake, and you still blame me?"

Jing Jiaren sighed: "How dare I blame you? It's just that your last meal was so bad... Tell me, what else do you want to eat, and I will make it up to you."

Ximen Longting said with a dark face: "What is the last meal?"

"Forget it, let's arrange the operation until tomorrow afternoon. Let you enjoy delicious food today?" Jing Jiaren turned around and said to the doctor, "He won't eat at 12 o'clock tonight. The operation will be performed in the afternoon at 12 o'clock tomorrow morning.

OK?"

"Okay." The doctor nodded, "Then I will prepare the relevant matters for the operation. I will finalize the pre-operative contract in a while. Can you sign it?"

"Excuse me, doctor."

Ximen Longting's surgery was finalized just like that, and it was so easy that Wilson was stunned.

What no one can do, only Jing Jia can be the exception...

"You still have a fever, lie down for a while, finish the medicine, and think about what you want to eat for lunch?"

"My surprise." He nibbled on her straight nose.

Jing Jiaren laughed softly: "Not ready yet."

"I want it immediately."

"Immediately...let me think about it." Jing Jiaren stared at him, "Shall I draw you a picture?"

"After painting, don't think you can send me away so easily!"

"Then what do you want?" Jing Jiaren stared at him, "You still have a high fever, don't mess around..."

"More than anything else, I want to eat your feast." He curled his lips in an evil manner.

Sure enough, men are thinking animals, and they are thinking about that all the time.

"After the operation, I will have to lie in bed for at least a week." He said coldly.

Because of the surgical incision, he probably won't be able to do strenuous exercise, such as being intimate with her, for half a month.

Jing Jiaren also considered this issue...

Before she could resist, she was picked up by him.

His arms were weak and it seemed cumbersome to hold her, so he stumbled and threw her onto the hospital bed.

Their lips were inseparably entangled with each other, and his breath was so sultry that Jing Jiaren simply couldn't resist...

She didn't have much time to be with him, and even less time to be intimate.

Stretching out his arms and hugging her tightly, her heart was torn by severe pain in her chest.

Ximen Longting was extremely loyal to her love, just like a hunting dog. When his master returned, he would pick her up and sniff her excitedly.

"Ximen Longting, are you a dog? You keep sniffing me..."

"The smell of man."

"What?"

"Smell of cologne? I smell it, a very strong men's perfume."

"...How is it possible? He doesn't know how to wear perfume."
Chapter completed!