"How about sending a box to Du Heng?" Zhao Jingting said with a smile, "I heard that his wedding date with Princess Jing'an has been set. Should we also send him a gift?"
"Hey! It's really yours!" Sherron's eyes suddenly lit up and he chuckled slyly, "That guy is a poor guy who only started eating meat in middle age. I don't know if the stuff he has is broken. It’s just right! Hehehe! Zhao Jingting is still smart!”
The corner of Zhao Jingting's mouth twitched: "..."
So, is he also a poor guy who only eats meat in middle age
The tall and thick poor man looked at Xie Lun's proud little face with his teeth and claws open, and his teeth itched with hatred. He immediately leaned over, held him down, opened his mouth and started to chew.
"Ha! Don't touch anywhere! Haha! Don't be like this, don't be afraid of others seeing it! Zhao Jingting, you must have eaten the tiger's whip, right?! Hahaha! Let it go!" Xie Lun laughed again and again He yelled, using his hands and feet to defend himself against this huge poor guy, "Someone may come in at any time, please sit down for me, I'm warning you..."
"General! Are you in the house?"
The next second, I heard a voice coming from the door.
With that strong accent that says women are inferior to men, you can tell who is outside without even looking.
…
Xie Lun's originally smiling face suddenly dropped.
This little bitch actually came to the door!
Are you too brave? !
"Is it Brother An? Come in." Zhao Jingting naturally heard it and immediately wanted to send the people outside to leave, but when he saw Xie Lun's expression, he was in a particularly bright mood and immediately called the person in.
Are you okay, Brother An? !
You are screaming so hotly in front of me, you might do something dirty behind my back!
Xie Lun was so angry that he was fuming. Seeing Zhao Jingting getting up as if to greet Brother An, Xie Lun was even more furious and immediately got into Zhao Jingting's arms, loudly. She rested her head on his legs, while holding his hand and placing it on her stomach. She said indifferently: "Don't leave. I've eaten too much. You can rub my stomach for me, just like you did just now."
Zhao Jingting looked curious: "...What? Aren't you afraid that people will see you?"
"Humph, you are the wife that I, Mr. Xie, are marrying. Even our general has agreed. What should I be embarrassed about? Hum, it's you, what are you doing in such a hurry? Do you want to end your relationship with me?" Lun gouged out Zhao Jingting, then crawled into Zhao Jingting's arms, while holding Zhao Jingting's hand, asking him to hold him tighter, while he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhao Jingting couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
He is really jealous!
"General..." Brother An came in happily, and immediately froze in place, gaping at Zhao Jingting and Xie Lun on the soft couch. Xie Lun closed his eyes and leaned in Zhao Jingting's arms, seemingly asleep. Look. The two of them looked at each other as if they had been used to it for a long time, which only made Brother An's eyes widen in surprise, obviously startled.
Xie Lun raised his eyelids and looked at Brother An's expression, feeling a little proud. He secretly used his hands to rub his belly with Zhao Jingting's hand.
Zhao Jingting watched Xie Lun's little moves and the smug expression on his face with great interest, feeling like grass was growing in his heart. While rubbing Xie Lun's belly, he looked at that little brother An: " What's the matter?"