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

Chapter 1283 Is it because of him?

Qinya Garden

Jian Junxi sat in front of the computer, made a phone call on the left, and made a phone call on the right, for about an hour.

It wasn't until I felt thirsty that I picked up the glass and found that the water glass was empty. I opened the bedroom door and prepared to pour water...

Nangong Jing sat on the sofa, lost in thought with her mobile phone in her hand, and in the mobile phone was a photo of Mo Zixuan and Li Muxue embracing each other.

Hearing the sound of the door, he turned his head and saw that she was holding an empty glass in her hand. She stood up abruptly and said softly, "Are you thirsty? Let me pour it for you!"

Jian Junxi didn't seem to hear it, and walked with a blank expression.

Nangong Jing stopped in front of her, ready to get the cup in her hand.

Jian Junxi was furious all over his body, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, his body turned slightly, passed him, and continued to walk forward, completely ignoring him.

Nangong Jing suddenly grabbed her arm, a strangeness flashed across her black eyes, and she was just about to speak.
Jian Junxi's eyes were as cold as a knife, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Release!"

"Is it because of him?" Nangong Jing let go of her hand in fright, her tone was as light as a dandelion that would be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Who?" Jian Junxi didn't know why, and he didn't have any interest in further research, so he didn't stop walking.

An unspeakable injury flashed across Nangong Jing's eyes. Seeing that she was walking in a strange way, she asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with your leg?"

Jian Junxi: "..." I'm so annoying...

"What did you say?" Jian Junxi's face was full of black lines, and he turned around angrily.

The gloomy eyes were full of raging anger, as if he was unwilling to burn the man in front of him to ashes.

"I...I don't know..." Nangong Jing froze when she stared at her, as if he had made some unforgivable mistake.

"That... I... I won't do it next time..." After thinking about it, it was still because of what happened this morning.

At first she was obviously acquiescing, why did she suddenly not want to?He felt that it must be because of Mo Zixuan, so she regretted it again...

Jian Junxi: "..." Do you think her brain is flooded every day?

This matter can't be thought of at all, as soon as she thinks about it, the blood in her whole body starts to boil, if there is a knife in her hand, maybe it will really cut him into pieces.

Taking a deep breath, endured and endured, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of water and drank it vigorously, reducing the fire...

"I'm sorry..." Nangong Jing felt the seriousness of the matter, pursed her lips, and continued to play the little white rabbit...

Jian Junxi didn't even give him an extra look, he poured a full glass and was ready to go back to the room.

Nangong Jing stood in front of her and asked timidly, "Is it because of him?"

Jian Junxi narrowed her eyes dangerously. If she remembers correctly, this should be the second time she mentioned "this him", and asked coldly, "Who?"

"Mo Zixuan..." A trace of injury flashed across Nangong Jing's dark eyes, and his tightly clenched fists trembled slightly, showing the entanglement and pain in his heart.

"What does it have to do with him?" Jian Junxi frowned, his eyes full of anger were full of puzzlement...

"Don't you like him? That...he and his fiancée...they..." Nangong Jing hesitated to speak, as if she wanted to speak but dared not.

Jian Junxi: "..." What and what?Why can't she understand a word?

Just as she was about to speak, Nangong Jing handed her the phone in front of her.

In the world of love, people are selfish, and there is no room for a grain of sand in their eyes or hearts, even if it is just dust.

At this moment, Nangong Jing really wanted to know, what would Jian Junxi's attitude be when he saw these photos?

Jian Junxi raised his eyelids, and when he looked down, he saw Mo Zixuan and Li Muxue hugging each other under the street lamp, his dark eyes were slightly deep, calm and somewhat complicated.
(End of this chapter)