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Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, although Ximen Longting won that game, but what about the next game? She couldn't see Simon Longting suffer again.

Suddenly, she felt that the air was extremely oppressive, and she didn't feel sleepy.

Jing Jiaren opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked outdoors to the open air.

The night sky was overcast with rain, and from time to time two huge thunders rang out.

Jing Jiaren vaguely seemed to hear the sound of a quarrel next door......

She must have heard it wrong.

At that moment, the next terrace door slammed open, and a silent figure walked out, carrying a wine bottle.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in surprise.

Ximen Longting also saw her in an instant, a pair of red eyes like a wolf in the rainy night......

Between them, there is always a red thread in the dark, and they can meet everywhere.

Or is it the so-called electrocardiogram?

Ji Zihan's voice sounded in the house: "Ximen, you are injured, you can't help but rub the medicine." ”

Heavy rain.

"It's raining outside, come in."

Pale lightning streaked by.

"Simon, you can't drink......" Ji Zihan's footsteps were walking towards this side.

"Get out." Simon Longting is a neat word.

Ji Zihan stopped.

She knew that she couldn't bother Simon Longting anymore at this time, but he had been beaten so many sticks today and was seriously injured, she was really worried about him, so she overstepped it......

Ji Zihan bit his lip silently: "That...... I'm out, you wipe it yourself? ”

Ximen Longting leaned on the railing with one hand and poured a sip of wine.

Just as he was about to walk into the room, Jing Jiaren suddenly stopped him: "Wait! ”

“……”

"I have something I want to ask Master Simon for help." Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, and she was helpless.

Jing's mother's condition can only rely on Ximen Longting now.

Ximen Longting's tall figure swayed slightly, and he said in an extremely mocking tone: "Help? Did I hear you right? ”

Jing Jiaren has a humble attitude: "...... right"

"It's rare that Mrs. Leng still needs my help."

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "Only you can help me in this matter." ”

Ximen Longting leaned against the door and turned his face with condensation.

His eyes were filled with disgust for her......

Jing Jiaren knew that she had messed things up again. Why does this matter have to involve Simon Longting, if she can, she would prefer to go to Master Simon.

But she still can't even see the face of Master Simon.

She was afraid that rushing over would make the situation worse.

"I told you by the river in the afternoon that my mother is Lord Simon's substitute lover, and her condition can only be cured by Lord Simon," Jing Jiaren said quickly, "But the problem is that now my mother treats you as a young Lord Simon, can you help?" ”

Simon Longting was too lazy to listen, so he was about to enter the house.

Jing Jiaren chased and said, "Young Master Ximen, just ask me for you." ”

Ximen Longting's footsteps froze, and only half of his figure was outside.

"Mrs. Leng, your request is worthless in my eyes now!"

"Lift up your noble hand...... Just a few words could save my mother's life. I will be forever grateful to you. ”

Ximen Longting laughed even more wildly: "Your thanks are even more meaningless to me. ”

"I'll admit that I have a lot of things to be sorry for you...... But that's all in the past. ”

Ximen Longting was cold, and his fingers holding the wine bottle turned white: "You have really easy past...... I'll never be able to get by! ”