Jing Jiaren's voice was choked in her throat, and she couldn't speak.

No matter what she said, he would turn the subject back, go around for a long time, and the problem would go back around.

She feels that the biggest problem she has always had with Ximen Longting is communication, not that they are unwilling, but that their views and thinking patterns are different, so every conversation is like playing the piano to a cow.

If it was Shang Yanxuan, he would know what she was thinking with just one look from her.

That's the so-called heart-to-heart connection, right?

"Well, what I did for him, I'll do the same for you now."

"What you didn't do for him, do it for me." He grabbed her chin, his face cold and cold.

"Yes, no problem."

Didn't he just want to torture her, and she would accompany her.

"One thing I want to know, are you her servant, or her lover?"

He couldn't forget her maid's outfit. He ran all over the streets in clothes like that.

"Be a servant first, then a lover."

"What are you doing at the House of Jewels?"

"To tell the truth, I tried my best to escape from Leng Lintian's hands, but I didn't succeed and was arrested again." Jing Jiaren raised her eyelids and looked at him, "But I think you must not believe it, you would rather believe that I went out to help him buy things and do tasks......"

"What task?"

"I'm just a hypothetical metaphor, I didn't give him a task!" Jing Jiaren felt a little tired from the noise, "I'm very hungry, I want to eat now, can Master Ximen let me go for the time being?" ”

With that, she let out a big sneeze.

It's been so long since she entered the house, and she hasn't warmed up, and her chin is cold.

Ximen Longting put down his hand coldly: "You said in the hospital a moment ago that if I don't eat, you won't eat either." Why don't you pretend? ”

Because the baby is her only hope for survival now.

Will Jing Jiaren tell him? She was afraid that Simon Longting would become perverted, and even the child would be used as a means to blackmail her.

"Pretend to be tired, you don't believe me anyway, no matter what I do. It has nothing to do with me that you starve to death, it's best for you to starve to death, so that I can get rid of you sooner. ”

This sentence successfully angered Simon Longting.

"King Zhao's two younger brothers were disrespectful to him, and he decided to punish them, and the harshest punishment was to effectively deprive them of the right to inherit the throne through his own longevity. As a result, King Zhao paid great attention to his health. ”

"So what?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows and said, "Will you pay great attention to your health and live a long life to torture me?" ”

"Are you scared?" Ximen Longting's face was grim.

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth moved, and at this moment, she didn't know that Weishenme suddenly wanted to laugh.

Is this man really underpumped? In Macau, she persuaded him so gently, but she received an insult.

And when she said cruel things to him, he took it seriously and was enraged!

Should I say that he just owes Bian good, or is he born cheap!

"I'm afraid, it's the people's sorrow that a devil like you doesn't disappear from this shijie soon!" Jing Jiaren was cold and continued to provoke him, "If you want to torture me for the rest of your life, then see who lives longer." ”

“……”

"You heard it in the afternoon, and the doctors said you were going to have cancer."

"Odds."

"Yes, but if you continue to skip meals, smoke, drink heavily, and constantly hurt your stomach, the odds become certain."

Ximen Longting was angry again, and stared at her coldly: "Woman, are you happy that I want to become cancerous?" ”