Jing Jiaren's eyes darkened slightly. Do you like it? She didn't know.

"What do you think?" she said sarcastically, "that I would like such a childish and boring trick?"

Leng Lintian's face, which had always been stiff, relaxed slightly. Don't like it? That's just right.

Fortunately, Jing Jiaren answered this, otherwise the two men would have to fight over the beauty tomorrow.

Jing Jiaren felt that the air was oppressive, so she just opened the car window to get some air, and saw the luxury car next door showing off its power...

Turn on the radio and listen to music to lighten the mood.

Who knew that the host's emotional confession came from the radio station:

[Miss Beauty, there is a Mr. Xi who has admired you for a long time and specially ordered a song for you...]

Bada.

Jing Jiaren pressed the close button and was really driven crazy.

Ximen Longting is like a kind of termite in the Oriental region of Asia. It is full of vitality, pervasive, and indestructible.

…

In the mirror, the stylist randomly fiddled with Ximen Longting's hairstyle, and finally sprayed a little styling gel.

This man looks handsome no matter what hairstyle he wears.

It just so happens that he now has a request to wear different looks for different occasions.

For example, today, when he is a lyrics and music teacher, he wears glasses and combs his hair back smoothly, looking like a British gentleman from the last century.

When he was a Cha Cha dance teacher, his hair was messy and unruly, full of artistic wildness.

Wilson pushed the door open and made a report behind him: "Master, everything has been arranged according to your instructions... However, according to Miss Jing's personality, will she agree to go to dinner?"

Jing Jiaren's current resistance to Ximen Longting is clearly visible to his servants.

If she doesn't need to be kidnapped, it's really hard to guarantee that she will go.

Ximen Longting wiped the ring with cold eyes: "I will make her willing."

Jing Jiaren sat down on the sofa, and all the curtains in the house were closed by her...

I can finally sit down and take a breath.

Leng Lintian was sitting next to her, peeling fruit.

His right hand holding the knife was slightly stiff, and he relied on the flexibility of his left hand to rotate the apple.

The long peels fell down in bunches without breaking.

On the plate, there is already a pear that has been peeled and cut into chunks: "Eat fruit?"

"..."

"I still want to drink juice, I'll squeeze it now."

"No, I don't want to eat anything." I just feel tired...

Jing Jiaren hugged the pillow. What's going on? The man next to her is obviously a model of a good family man. How can he not be good at anything?

By his side, at least I have a family-like sense of security...

Unlike Ximen Longting, who brought too much pressure to her, was mysterious and dangerous.

At this time, the crystal lamp turned on and off twice and then suddenly went out!

Dad Jing was cooking when he saw that the range hood and stove were both out of action... Well, the family uses an electric stove.

The rice in the rice cooker is probably halfway cooked.

"Why is there a power outage?" Jing's father shouted, and Leng Lintian immediately put down the peeled apple and went over to see the situation.

Is there any mistake? On such a hot day, if there is a power outage, the air conditioner at home will not turn on, and the electric fan will not work...

And what about dinner? You can’t watch TV either…it’s going to be dark soon…

This is a high-end community. Can’t it supply its own power?

Jing Jiaren opened the window and took a look. All the nearby villas were dark. No one had electricity, including the Ximen Long Ting's house next door.
Chapter completed!