"You have extra sympathy, just pay more attention to me."

This breath is sour...

Jing Jiaren reached out and touched his face and immediately expressed her concern: "The injury is serious...will there be scars?"

"It's yours even if your appearance is disfigured. Do you dare to despise it?"

"How dare you..." Jing Jiaren put an arm around his neck and paused, "Can you really lose your appearance?"

Ximen Longting had a grimace on his face, as if he wasn't very happy, and he didn't really answer her questions.

Jing Jiaren was asking questions all the way...

What happened when he went to see Uncle Seven? Why was he in a coma? How was the war going? Did he win or lose? Apart from the wounds on his face, what about his body?

Ximen Longting just held her and walked forward without saying a word.

"Is it SUN? He couldn't be saved? Something happened?" Jing Jiaren's heart tightened.

"If you continue to think wildly, I will stop your brain from thinking!"

He carried her back to the room, placed her on the bed, and rested his body on her.

Her thin lips exhaled hot breath, and the tip of her tall nose touched hers...

It's just that, Jing Jiaren's brain has gone blank and she can't think.

"Ximen Longting, don't be like this..." Jing Jiaren pushed him twice, "Can you fall in love without seeing me? Let's focus on the important points."

Ximen Longting sat up, his eyes gloomy: "Do you think I'm in a mood?"

Even Ximen Se ~ Wolf is not in the mood to be in heat sometimes...?

Ximen Longting stood up and went to get the ointment: "Give me your legs."

Jing Jiaren folded her legs: "You didn't tell me anything and let me worry blindly. I don't know how many places on your body were injured. Why are you busy with me?"

"..."

"Ximen Longting, I'm really worried..." Her eyes suddenly filled with mist, "I dreamed that you killed Mr. Ximen, but in the blink of an eye, he became you..."

"..."

"You are walking toward me with blood all over your body. I'm really scared." Jing Jiaren stared at him fiercely, her black and white eyes filled with stubbornness, but tears rolled down unconsciously.

Ximen Longting frowned and tested her tears with his slender fingers: "Why are you crying?"

Jing Jiaren opened his hand and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. As soon as she finished wiping, another eye rolled out.

Ximen Longting frowned and wiped her eyes with his thumbs.

"Jing Jiaren, I don't like you crying!"

"Then don't let me worry!"

"Looking at how bad my face is, can't you have some understanding? Where has your usual intelligence gone?!"

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide: "Failed the battle?"

"..."

"Master Ximen is not dead? Did you lose?"

"It's enough if you know. There's no need to say it." Ximen Longting's face darkened, as if he was feeling a great shame.

Jing Jiaren's eyes brightened: "Master Ximen is really not dead?"

"I told you not to say it!" Ximen Longting suddenly became extremely loud, almost roaring, with a hint of shameful anger in his eyes. He had been deploying for so long, but finally lost to Master Ximen.

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth slowly curved up, and her eyes became clearer and clearer.

"You still dare to laugh? People say that pregnant women have been stupid for three years. I have no interest in marrying a stupid person!"

"Ximen Longting, I'm really afraid that you will kill him with your own hands..." Jing Jiaren held his hand and said, "Master Ximen is not as bad as you think. As long as you open up his heart, you may be able to put an end to the past."
Chapter completed!