After thinking about it, Ximen Longting seemed to suddenly let go of a very heavy worry and fell asleep peacefully holding her in his arms.

It had been a long time since I had such a solid sleep, so the next day it was Jing Jiaren in my arms who woke up first.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the handsome sleeping face of a man with long and thick eyelashes that made people want to kiss him.

Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment...

The body is completely held in his arms, and the two of them are intimate, which is the most loving posture.

Unable to help herself, Jing Jiaren reached out and gently ruffled his sleep-tangled hair.

Ximen Longting's eyelashes twitched, and she immediately retracted her hand, but he did not wake up.

Jing Jiaren checked the time. It was already past ten in the morning. If it was normal, Ximen Longting would have woken up long ago...

It seems that Wilson also came to call them, and they both slept soundly and surprisingly, neither of them woke up.

Jing Jiaren pushed him gently: "Hey, wake up."

"..."

"It's already ten o'clock. Don't you have business to deal with?"

Ximen Longting responded to her with his sweet breathing.

Seeing him sleeping so soundly, Jing Jiaren frowned and couldn't bear to wake him up!

She wanted to get out of bed, but her body was pressed and her head seemed to hit something hard. She turned her head and saw that this man's bed was really messy. There were many books on the bedside. She took one over casually.

, it is actually "Intermediate Chinese Learning".

She remembered that last time he was taking the "Basic" exam, and then he had already passed the "Elementary" exam, and now he was looking at the "Intermediate" exam.

Jing Jiaren's thoughts moved slightly. She never believed that he was learning Chinese just for her.

Since she had nothing to do, she opened the book and flipped through it casually.

Suddenly the sound of a man coughing violently was heard.

Jing Jiaren moved the book away, and then she realized that Ximen Longting was awake, his red pupils staring at him intently, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Are you awake?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, "When did you wake up?"

She woke up when she was moving around to get the book.

Just as Ximen Longting opened his mouth, he coughed violently again, as if he was about to spit.

Jing Jiaren hurriedly pulled a tissue from the bedside table and gave it to him.

Ximen Longting coughed up some blood, and the bright red color stained the white paper, which was shocking.

Jing Jiaren stared at him with wide eyes: "Are you okay?"

Ximen Longting casually crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can: "I can't die."

The voices were extremely hoarse.

But looking at him, he seemed to be used to it.

Jing Jiaren frowned: "Is it because of a stomach problem? Because you drank a lot last night! Didn't you listen to the doctor recently and didn't take good care of your stomach?"

Ximen Longting stared at her: "Do you care about me?"

His big palm reached over and casually pushed her long hair behind her shoulders.

The first time he opened his eyes, he saw this woman sleeping in his arms and quietly reading a book. It was wonderful.

Jing Jiaren felt her heart throbbing, but with a cold expression, she opened his hand and said, "I really look forward to the day when you develop stomach cancer and die."

Ximen Longting was unusually not angry, but smiled softly: "By then, you can escape?"

"..."

"Without me, where do you want to take your children? With your innocence, do you think the world can tolerate you and treat you well?"

Jing Jiaren had already gotten out of bed and went to pour him water: "I have lived for 22 years without you."
Chapter completed!