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

Chapter 1382 Why Doesn't He Like Me?
She unzipped her face, revealing her beautiful western face.

There were beads of sweat on her forehead, her eyes under her thin eyebrows were as agile as sea spirits, and her slightly pouty red lips looked very cute.

"Ian, why are you here? Do you know it's dangerous here?" When Il saw her, his face as black as a pan was more terrifying than Midnight.

"You can come, why can't I?" Ian pouted.

As if he was very thirsty, he also took out the water bottle on his waist and drank water, fearing that they would find out, so he kept walking at the end and almost lost it.

"We are men, can you compare with us? If something happens to you, how can I explain to my father and mother!" Yi Er was so angry that his whole body was boiling.

"With you and Jing, what can I do!" Ian raised his head, looking at Nangong Jing's eyes shining with light blue light, with a romantic and innocent smile on his face.

Nangong Jing pursed her thin lips tightly, a look of irritability flashed in her dark eyes, and she turned away from looking at her.

"No, I'll send someone to take you down the mountain now." Ian beckoned to the people next to him.

Before the guard came over, Ian ran to Nangong Jing and shouted mischievously: "I won't go back. If you send me back, I will tell my mother that you are taking risks again."

El helplessly touched his forehead.

Ian smiled lightly, bright and charming like a goblin, Nangong Jing was standing on the edge of the cliff.

She wanted to get closer to him, but she never expected that when her feet slipped suddenly, she fell to the edge of the cliff...

"Ah..." A huge panic echoed in the valley.

"Ian..." A heart in Yier's chest was also raised in his throat, and he ran desperately in their direction.

Nangong Jing's face darkened, and she immediately grabbed her arm and pulled her back forcefully.

Ian's little face was blushed with fright, and she put her arms around his neck, hearing Nangong Jing's strong heartbeat, she was inexplicably relieved...

"Let go!" Nangong Jing growled, his cold voice revealed his ruthless nature.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Ian was taken aback by his yelling.

Tremblingly, she let go of him, biting her lips lightly, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, with an indescribably pitiful feeling.

Nangong Jing glared at her coldly, her whole body was covered with a layer of faint silver mist, and the ghostly aura spread quickly, and she was suddenly eight feet away from her.

The moment he saved her just now, the scent of roses from her body filled his nostrils.

He got used to the faint milk fragrance on Jian Junxi's body, and he hated other women approaching him even more, as if he was touched by something dirty.

At this moment, he misses Jian Junxi inexplicably, as if the smell in his nasal cavity can only be washed away by hugging her.

Looking up at the sky, thinking that she should still be taking the exam, she resisted the urge to make a phone call.

Yi Er hugged Ian in his arms and comforted him softly: "It's okay, it's okay, I was scared to death..."

"Hmm..." Ian's sapphire-like eyes were clean and bright, looking at Nangong Jing's unfeeling back, his eyes blushed uncontrollably.

Afraid of being hated by him, she has worked very hard in the past few years, but why?
He still doesn't want to look at himself?What should he do to make him willing to look back at her?

"Be obedient, I'll send someone to take you back!" Yi Er persuaded patiently.

Staring at Nangong Jing's aloof and eagle-like back, his whole body was full of bitterness.

"No, brother, tell me why Jing doesn't like me? Is it because I'm not pretty enough? Or is it because I'm not sensible enough?"

Ian's blue eyes filled with tears were calm and sentimental, and his voice was unspeakably tired.

(End of this chapter)