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

Chapter 2199

After they got off the plane, they began to prepare houses for people to live in.

Because it is a rural area and the environment is similar, they rented an ordinary small building nearby.

A few people cleaned up the house, a few people went to prepare daily necessities, Jiang Han made the bed, moved to check the air, water source, including all the items in the house, carefully checked and checked.

Jiang Heng prepared the food, and when everything was ready, he dared to notify Nangong Jing to get off the plane.

It was also at this time that I received a call from Yan Rongliang...

Unknowingly, the sky darkened again, the surrounding mountains showed the outline of indigo daisy, and dusk enveloped the earth.

Nangong Jing came to the small building with Jian Junxi in her arms, and stood at the door for three seconds.

The two-story building is made of cedar and black marble.

The windows upstairs and downstairs adopt retro-style six-pane windows, and the windowsills and the edge of the room are double-dragon glazed leaping on both sides, and the silence is mixed with a little bit of domineering.

He looked down at Jian Junxi in his arms, with too much pain hidden in his eyes, and finally, he walked inside with his long legs.

Jiang Heng led them to the bedroom, and Nangong Jing put her on the bed.

Jiang Han put the dinner on the table and respectfully said, "Master, let's eat first!"

Nangong Jing said "Mmm" in a neutral manner, and after taking a few casual bites, Qiaoqian also finished checking for her.

"How is it?" Nangong Jing wiped her lips, sat on the edge of the bed slowly, and reached out to check Jian Junxi's body temperature.

Qiao Qian looked a little heavy, pursed his lips and said, "Master, Jian Shao's body is quite cold, I consulted Wen Hao before, and he said that she used to only use traditional Chinese medicine.

I have a poor physique, so I still prepared a medicinal bath to dispel the cold. If she can soak for more than half an hour, the cold in her body should be dispelled faster, but...we don't have women's rolls here..."

"I'll do it myself!" Nangong Jing blurted out without thinking, not to mention that there is no woman, even if there is a woman, it is impossible for him to let a woman bathe her.

"Oh, anyway, you also have cold air in your body, so it happens to bubble together." The corners of Qiaoqian's slanted lips showed playfulness.

Taking a mandarin duck bath with the woman he loves the most, even a normal man can't bear it, but he wants to see what choice Nangong Jing will make...

Although Jian Junxi's situation is not clear, he still hopes that they can be together. How should I put it, there is another Jinyu...

Jiang Heng and Jiang Han looked at him in surprise, pursed their lips lightly, and dared not say a word.

Housewarming slightly raised the corners of his lips, and walked into the bathroom first.

Jiang Heng and Jiang Han followed behind, and after confirming that the temperature in the room, including the water temperature, was all right, the three of them went out in a mighty way.

Standing at the door, Jiang Han folded his hands on his chest, stroked his chin with his right hand, and said as if Holmes was about to solve the case: "You said... can the young master bear it?"

Jiang Heng glanced at him like an idiot, and replied speechlessly, "Are you bored?"

"Not boring, what are you busy with?" Jiang Han stared at the pile of work on the table, and suddenly became numb.

Qiaoqian sat on the sofa without speaking, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to find out about Jinyu's situation...

Nangong Jing carried Jian Junxi into the bathroom, and there was a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air. He put her on the bench.

When I raised my eyes again, the room was filled with white mist, hazy, and there was an illusion of being in a heavenly palace with a fairy air.

In the center is a large bathtub about 1.4 meters high and 1.5 meters wide, and the surrounding walls are inlaid with white porcelain as big as the palm of your hand.

There is a heater hanging on the wall. Although it is not big, it is as warm as the sun.

Nangong Jing stretched out her fair and slender hands, and began to unbutton her body...

(End of this chapter)