She could basically think of his lines, drank a glass of milk gracefully, and waited indifferently for him to come over.

Sure enough, Ximen Longting stared at her fiercely and showed off his power:

"Jing Jiaren, very good, you are really good!"

"..."

"If I pamper you so much, you will become more and more capable!"

Meng Kui stared at her with wide eyes. If it were her, she would definitely not be able to hold a man with the young master's personality. If he yelled a few words, she would be so frightened that she would kneel on the ground and beg him.

But Jing Jiaren still sat as still as a mountain and smiled faintly: "Why should you be so angry so early in the morning?!"

"If you dare not chase me, you will have to accept the most terrible consequences!"

The scariest thing - what are the consequences?

Mengkui imagined in her heart that the young master would not be prone to domestic violence, right? He would definitely be reluctant to hit a beautiful woman.

Jing Jiaren still smiled calmly: "Sit."

"It's too late to please me now!"

"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren said softly, "I feel very hungry."

"You won't eat when you're hungry!?"

"You feed me."

"..."

"Otherwise I won't have the appetite for breakfast." Jing Jiaren set up a ladder for him.

Ximen Longting had a dark face and was silent for a few seconds. Then he pulled out his chair and sat down, picked up the tweezers and started to pick up the food.

A dull and thick voice asked: "What kind of food do you want to eat?!"

"Chinese style, add more fried dough sticks and spring rolls. I haven't had them for a long time."

This is the breakfast prepared by Leng Lintian. It has food from all countries, rich varieties, and even fried dough sticks and soy milk. It is really friendly to the people.

"This will make you angry, so eat less." Ximen Longting picked up a pizza and rolled it with a variety of nutritious meats.

It was clear that the smoke was still thick just now, as if there would be a world war at any time in the next second.

At this moment, the two couples ate happily together.

Meng Kui was amazed. Jian Chenche had already put the cut meat on her plate: "Why don't you eat it?"

Meng Kui came back to her senses——

As expected, this world is a place where one thing descends from another, and everything has its own laws and modes of survival.

To put it more simply, a pot should have a lid. Master Ximen and Jing Jiaren are a perfect match.

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Su Shijie was half-lying on the big bed, his cheeks were a little red, but his lips were dry and pale, which was a sign of high fever.

The entire Su family's servants were going crazy with their busy schedules.

Aunt Li was also anxious. The doctor called a row of people and crowded in front of Su Shijie's bed...

Chanel felt that this was not a high fever, as if Su Shijie was about to die.

Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

Aunt Li glared at her: "What if the diagnosis is wrong and the young master does not have an ordinary high fever but has another disease...?"

The odds are the same as winning the lottery.

However, Su Shijie's status was noble and he was a god-like existence in the hearts of these servants. It is not surprising when you think about it.

Several doctors checked one by one and discussed with each other. After confirming that it was just a fever, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Several doctors began to dispense medicine.

Lying on the bed, Su Shijie said to Chanel who was about to leave quietly: "Xin'er, bring the water."

Chanel's back stiffened, and a servant was taking a glass of water and carrying it to the bedside.

Hearing Su Shijie's voice, the servant immediately stopped and turned to look at Chanel.

"Isn't there someone taking care of you?"

"Bring it here!" Su Shijie frowned.
Chapter completed!