Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1175 Now, do you know who I am? (1)

"Not yet... until twelve o'clock...you promised me...you will...will be with me..."

Nangong Jing's weak voice sounded on the phone, like the sobbing of the autumn wind, so desolate, so frightening...

Jian Junxi's dark eyes shone slightly, as beautiful as an aurora, but only for a moment, and then dimmed to no brilliance.

The slightly raised corners of his lips looked like a ruthless king, and he said clearly, "Don't be stupid, it's just to wake you up and lie to you..."

"But...I take it seriously...I...I really...really love you...don't...give me up..." Nangong Jing's voice was choked with tears, as if she was crying...

There was a cold wind mixed with rain stars in Jian Junxi's eyes, and it was more like a gust of wind gushing in his heart, blowing sternly, cold and painful, the big hand holding the mobile phone, subconsciously clenched tighter...

Nangong Windsor couldn't bear it anymore, and fell straight back.
Jian Junxi suddenly dropped the phone, supported her who was about to fall to the ground, fell to the ground, and let her lean in his arms...

"Windsor... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Xia Zhichu squatted beside Nangong Windsor and wept endlessly.

For a moment, the huge banquet hall was full of sighs again, and they didn't understand what was going on?Everyone is guessing from you to me.

After all, there are a lot of rumors about Nangong Jing and Jian Junxi, so everyone thinks that Jian Junxi loves Nangong Jing more and doesn't want to marry Nangong Windsor...

"Mom... I'm sorry..." Nangong Windsor leaned against Jian Junxi's arms, like the most beautiful female corpse, surrounded by a mass of death.

Tears of pain slipped from the corners of her eyes, after all, it was still a little bit...

Xia Zhichu's heart felt as if ten thousand worms were devouring his heart, he was in so much pain that he couldn't utter a single word, and his grief-stricken cries became louder and louder...

In order to prevent a commotion at the scene, the soldiers suddenly raised their guns
When the guests saw this, they all fell silent. They sat in their seats and looked at them on the stage. No one moved, and no one dared to speak...

Nangong Windsor's face was pale, and she struggled to stretch out her right hand, trying to touch Jian Junxi's face, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't lift it up, and she was so anxious that tears kept flowing.

With a pain in Jian Junxi's heart, he suddenly held her slender and cold hand, and slowly put it on his face, the clouds in his eyes surged, his throat seemed to be full of needles, and he was so stuck that he couldn't say a word...

"Junxi...I am...really...like you very much...I know...you hate me...I have been...trying hard...to suppress myself...

I... tell me... I... can't... pester you like this... and... can't... shame... but... I...

I really... can't control myself... I'm sorry..." Nangong Windsor's tears slipped from the corners of her eyes into her bun, her heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows, how could she describe her despair?

Jian Junxi's heart suddenly felt another pain, just like a crystal falling to the ground suddenly, smashed into pieces, and the color of his eyes glistening with tears was dim.

There is a kind of pain, thousands of times worse than death, no one can understand...

"Thank you...you...accompany me to hold a...wedding...can...give me...a...kiss...?"

Nangong Windsor breathed her last breath, her long and curly eyelashes were half drooping, like a pair of butterflies that could no longer fly, and they might close their eyes at any time.

Jian Junxi's faltering heart seemed to have suddenly fallen into an abyss, he clenched his teeth and joints, closed his eyes suddenly, and planted a kiss on her forehead...

(End of this chapter)