……

Jing Jiaren lay on the bed for two days, and Ximen Longting definitely took good care of her.

As long as she moved her body, he would stare at her nervously:

"Thirsty?" "Hungry?" "Need to go to the bathroom?"

Then feed her personally, carry her into the bathroom, or help her bathe.

Jing Jiaren's spirit improved a bit: "I want to get out of bed."

"No! You're sick."

"Ximen Longting, I don't want to lie in bed all the time, I want to do more meaningful things."

Ximen Longting stared at her angrily: "What is meaningful? Jing Jiaren, we have plenty of time!"

"You always like to say that... the result is that we thought we had too much time in the future, but never cherished it."

Ximen Longting's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Don't get out of bed, let me move around, I want to write something..."

"Write!"

Ximen Longting finally agreed, and carried her to the desk.

Jing Jiaren picked up the banknotes and found another stack of letter paper...

After thinking about it, I wrote something.

While she can still write with her current hand, while she can still speak, while she...

Suddenly one hand pulled out the letter paper: "What are you writing?"

"Write a letter to your future son."

Ximen Longting tore the letter paper into pieces suddenly: "I want you to say it with your mouth—Jing Jiaren, if you dare to send a letter, give it a try!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"No writing allowed."

He took away her pen again and threw it back into the pen holder.

"Ximen Longting, you are too domineering." Jing Jiaren coquettishly grabbed the corner of his clothes and tugged, "I'm just making second-hand preparations. If it's not useful, it's not too late to tear it up?"

Ximen Longting just combed her hair with his fingers, silent.

This atmosphere made Jing Jiaren very sad... She just wanted to do something.

"By the way, I have a gift and I forgot to give it to you."

"what gift?"

"I hid it, you can find it later."

Ximen Longting's voice tightened: "Where is it hidden?" Even if he digs three feet, he will dig it out.

"It's not in a hurry now..." Jing Jiaren smiled, it was the picture of big love and little love.

"Where is it hidden?" he asked urgently.

"I'm not in a hurry, I'll tell you later...Ximen Longting, I'm hungry."

"Just torture me hard!" Ximen Longting held her wrist and stared at her bitterly, "If you don't torture me to death, you won't be able to sleep at ease."

"How could it be...I'm not willing to torture you." Jing Jiaren's heart ached.

"Leng Lintian's wife," he stared at her fiercely, "he woke up, you want to fly into his arms."

here we go again……

Jing Jiaren was speechless: "I said it at the time to let the wolf recognize me."

"He woke up, you kept it from me," Ximen Longting couldn't help but mind this matter.

Leng Lintian has been in a coma for nearly 4 years and has not woken up...

I have tried all the methods, even the doctor has no choice but to think that Leng Lintian will become a living dead from now on!

But Jing Jiaren could easily wake up Leng Lintian...

What this means is self-evident.

"Do you want me to say I love you a hundred times a day before I'm content?" Jing Jiaren was speechless, "Don't force me to become a long-winded old lady!"

Ximen Longting said darkly: "If he wakes up, I will let him lie down again."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, you are mine, no one can compete with me for you! Even the god of death wants to take you away!"

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