Chapter 1100 Is this taught in the book?

She hung up the phone with a cold face, her sharp eyes were like ice cubes that had invaded the cold pool of thousands of years, remembering Lin Yiyi's words, she glared at Abu at the door.

She suddenly felt a stiff back in her back, pointed at the guide Gongjing tremblingly, and said aggrievedly: "Young...Master, I...I want to cook for you, he...he won't let me in..."

Jian Junxi turned his head and stared at Nangong Jing again, and asked coldly: "The three of you have discussed it a long time ago, right?"

Nangong Jing scratched her head in embarrassment, this matter really has nothing to do with him.

When he arrived in the afternoon, Lin Yiyi asked all the servants to pack up. At that time, he was also confused, but Lin Yiyi said that it must be done.

He didn't know why, but he wasn't ignorant, he pursed his lips and still didn't speak.

Jian Junxi turned around and was about to leave, Nangong Jing immediately took her arm, Jian Junxi glanced coldly, and he suddenly let go of her hand as if he had been electrocuted.

He said aggrievedly: "This is my first time cooking, can you just treat it as a little bit of face for me?"

These words not only surprised Jian Junxi, but even Jiang Heng and Abu at the door felt that the sun was coming out from the west?
Abu looked up at the gray sky in a serious manner, which made Jiang Heng raise his lips.

"No, you go out, this is my home!" There was a very obvious disgust in Jian Junxi's eyes.

Nangong Jing is like a child who has turned over the wrong way, with her head down, silent, that pitiful appearance is no one else...

Jian Junxi felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

But Hei Di stood in front of her, making a sound of grievance. When she turned to the left, Hei Di also turned to the left; when she turned to the right, Hei Di also turned to the right...

Jian Junxi's face was livid, and he said coldly: "Hei Di, I don't want you now, please go away with him!"

For a moment, the huge living room was as silent as the approach of death...

"I'm sorry..." Nangong Jing suddenly opened her mouth, her deep eyes filled with sadness, like a small animal abandoned by its owner.

Jian Junxi's dark face seemed to be surrounded by smog, he adjusted his glasses, and said coldly, "Nangong Jing, don't you know what's going on with your body? Your brain is flooded, right?"

Nangong Jing: "..."

"I just want to cook for you!" Nangong Jing opened her mouth lightly, her bewildered eyes showing the extreme pain in her heart.

"Would you like to leave here immediately after I finish eating?" Jian Junxi's cold eyes were not moved at all, the magma in his heart was rolling, and the volcano seemed to erupt at any time.

"No!" Nangong Jing caressed her forehead lightly, it was really too difficult...

Jian Junxi turned around and left, Nangong Jing strode to catch up with her. As soon as he walked in front of her, Dou Dage's cold sweat kept breaking out. It could be seen that the unhealed wound on his body made him very painful.

"Well, eat a little bit, it's too late to do it now..."

What he said made Jian Junxi's eyes startled slightly, his brows and eyes were full of irritability, he was already hungry, and there was nothing to eat in her room...

"Can you try it first?" Nangong Jing opened the chair for her like a little daughter-in-law.

Jian Junxi cast a glance at Heidi who blocked his footsteps, and he didn't know whether he felt that Nangong Jing was too pitiful, or he didn't want to make trouble with his stomach
Anyway, in the end, he sat down in a strange way.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Nangong Jing's lips, Jiang Heng shook his head
For a man, are you as good as that?What about dignity?What about Gao Leng?Is that what is taught in the book?
(End of this chapter)

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