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

Chapter 1697 I have a sense of proportion!

When he thought that the huge family would be destroyed in his hands, his heart felt like needles were constantly being stuck in it. The pain made him unable to breathe. No, really can't...

She narrowed her eyes, tears fell to the ground, and took out her phone with trembling hands...

"Jian Junxi, Gong Jing thought you were killed by the bombing, and she jumped off the building to die for you last night, and she is still under observation in the intensive care unit! I know you are angry, but I am sorry for you. I promise you, I will do whatever you want. , can you please don't destroy his home, I beg you! I beg you for Xiao Jing!"

SMS sent...

He was betting that Jian Junxi would have a little bit of compassion for Nangong Jing...

Qinya Garden

Jian Junxi's face was extremely dark, and he began to change clothes after hanging up the phone.

Afraid of the cold, he wore thickened fleece thermal underwear inside, and a black shirt and trousers outside, also thickened with fleece. After twisting the cuff buttons, he opened the shoe cabinet.

The black leather shoes were shiny with oil under the light, and there was no trace of dust. After picking up a pair and putting them on, he took out a black windbreaker from the closet.

Swinging back, the movement is crisp and neat, full of domineering, and the black body is full of magic.

Coupled with her beautiful face, like a prince in the devil world, just one glance will fall into her deep blue eyes, making it hard to extricate yourself.

The self in the mirror was blurry. She lowered her eyes, took out a pair of rose gold-rimmed glasses from the cabinet, hung them on her tall nose, and immediately had a bookish air.

She looked at herself in the mirror, the large windbreaker covered her belly just right, even if she saw it, she would only think that she had a beer belly.

Taking two steps back, at this moment, she seemed to see her former high-spirited self.

The bottom of the eyes is as pure as a deep spring in the valley, and the slender eyelashes are like flowers and plants growing on the banks of the two pools of clear water, gently agitating, but exhausted.

Why is this face so sad?Apparently she's just finished.
The corners of thin and cool lips suddenly raised a touch of bitterness, and she stretched out her right hand to shake it lightly. Her strength is getting weaker and weaker, how long can she last?a week?a month?

"Knock, click..." A knock on the door interrupted her sad thoughts.

"Come in!" She walked out of the cloakroom, picked up the bag she had prepared a long time ago, and straddled her body as she walked outside.

"Young master, drink this bowl of medicine before going out, don't get angry, try to sit in a wheelchair and move less, you know?" Ji Zhong walked in with a bowl of Chinese medicine in his hand, thinking.

"Okay!" Jian Junxi took the bottomless black medicine bowl, raised his head and drank it, as if he was just drinking plain water.

"If you are not old, let's go with you!" Ji Zhong said worriedly.

Jian Junxi stopped drinking the medicine, and after drinking all of it, he said in a deep voice, "No need, I have a sense of proportion!"

"Then let Wen Hao follow, I don't worry if there is no one around you!" Ji Zhong took the bowl in her hand, and passed the tissue into the air with the other hand.

Jian Junxi took it, wiped the corner of his lips, and moved his thin lips slightly: "Got it, where is he?"

"You must pay attention when you are answering the phone, the child must be safe!" Ji Zhong was worried.

If something happens to the child, he really doesn't know how to explain to Yang Hui and Lin Yiyi.

"Don't worry! I'll come back as soon as I go!" Jian Junxi patted him on the shoulder, then picked up the mobile phone on the desk, and strode out the door.

Ji Zhong followed behind her with a heavy expression.

Wen Hao just hung up the phone, turned around and saw her standing behind him.

For a moment, the long corridor seemed quiet and depressing, as quiet as if there were no living things on the earth.

(End of this chapter)