Just as Jing Jiaren clicked send, the door suddenly opened. A bodyguard stuck his head out and looked around, and finally looked down and saw Jing Jiaren sitting on the ground.

Then, the door closed again.

Jing Jiaren put away her phone, thinking it was almost time, and it was shorter than she expected.

She patted the dust on her pants and stood up. Sure enough, the door opened again, and the bodyguard said with a cold face: "Our master lets you in."

Ximen Longting stood in front of the window, holding his other elbow with one hand, his back cold.

The coat has been taken off, and he is wearing a tight shirt, and you can faintly feel the tension in his muscles.

Jing Jiaren waited for the bodyguard to go out, closed the door, then stepped forward and hugged Ximen Longting from behind again.

"Have you calmed down a little? No longer so angry?"

"..."

"Ximen Longting, speak." Jing Jiaren hugged him and shook him, "Do you know how much I miss you? When I close my eyes, all I can think of is you, so much so that I can't believe it when I see you, for fear of

I miss you too much - an illusion."

"Edit, keep editing!"

Ximen Longting's low and hoarse voice was depressing, so he restored his voice without using a voice changer.

Just hearing his voice was enough to make her feel at ease...and her heart was throbbing.

Jing Jiaren leaned her face on his back and breathed in his scent.

Ximen Longting waited for a long time but still had nothing to say. He angrily pulled her towards him, grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the window sill: "Why don't you continue making up? You have nothing to say?"

Jing Jiaren hooked her hands around Ximen Longting's neck and stood on tiptoe slightly——

I wanted to kiss him, but I looked at his unfamiliar face.

Even though she knew he was Ximen Longting, she still couldn't kiss him.

"I miss you," Jing Jiaren looked at him deeply, "Look carefully at my eyes, do you see them?"

Ximen Longting stared at her fiercely, and she looked at him too.

"Did you see that thing in my eye?"

"Cold-blooded and ruthless!"

"..." Jing Jiaren said, "Don't you see my feelings for you? I really miss you, Ximen Longting, I miss you, I miss you."

Her words "I miss you" were like her little hands reaching into his heart and hitting his atrium hard.

He was slightly moved. Jing Jiaren took his hand and placed it on her heart, imitating his previous actions: "Do you feel it? My heart..."

Ximen Longting tugged his lips coldly: "Hypocrisy!"

Jing Jiaren was speechless: "I've already given birth to three children for you, how do I still need to prove my love for you? Ximen Longting, the biggest pain for a woman is childbirth."

For him, she would rather suffer three times...

Ximen Longting's cold gaze melted away, but the tone in his heart still did not go away.

"When you married Leng Lintian, you almost had his child." Ximen Longting withdrew his hand, walked to the sofa and sat down indifferently.

"The thing about Chen Guzi and Rotten Sesame... Why do you have to settle old scores every time we quarrel?"

"Because of Leng Lintian's test, I haven't passed it for so many years!" Ximen Longting pointed his index finger at his heart, "I can't pass it!"

"..."

"You clearly know that I can't live with him and how much I hate him, but you still rub salt into my wounds, right?" Ximen Longting sneered. That day at Jing Jiaren's family gathering, he was drunk, in front of so many people.
Chapter completed!