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

Chapter 2211 I want it tomorrow!
"Tsk tsk tsk...that's awesome...have you ever fought with his mother?" Jiang Han looked at him in surprise, and put down his hand that was stroking his chin.

"Hmm..." Jiang Heng nodded.

"Then can you beat her?" Jiang Han couldn't help asking curiously.

Jiang Heng scratched his head and said, "I don't know, it's just a few tricks."

"Even if he can beat Jian Shao, he will definitely not be able to beat his wife, haha..." Qiao Qian couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Heng recalled the scene of being slapped hard by Abu back then, and became attached to each other because of that kiss, pursed his lips and smiled, and didn't reply.

"His wife is too strong, with that weight, I don't think most people can hold it, haha..." Jiang Han teased with a smile.

Jiang Heng stared at him gloomily, as if he was going to find him immediately and desperately, so scared that he stopped smiling.

Clearing his throat, he turned to Qiaoqian and asked, "Old Qiao, with the young master's state, I think there should be no problem tomorrow!"

"It's hard to say, it depends on the specific scope of the exam, I'll ask the young master later, I still want to go back and have a look!" Seeing that there was no suspense, Qiao Qian stood up after speaking.

When she saw Nangong Jing standing at the door of the room, she was startled, and tremblingly called out: "Young...Young Master!"

Jiang Heng and Jiang Han also stood up when they heard the sound, and called out respectfully: "Master!" "Master!"

Nangong Jing's deep gaze never left the video, her thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and she remained silent.

In the video, Jing Yu was taking off his gloves, receiving the mineral water handed over by his assistant, staring at the fainted boy with falcon-like eyes.

It seems to be thinking, if he wakes up, what will he do next?
Jiang Han saw that he had been silent, pursed his lips, and suggested: "Master, do you want to go back and take a look at the exam of the young master?"

Nangong Jing was like a zombie, she didn't even move her eyelashes, her dull eyes seemed to be taken away by the impermanence of black and white.

"Master?" Jiang Heng felt that something was wrong with him, and frowned.

"No!" Nangong Jing kissed her thin lips, her empty eyes filled with complexity.

"Then young master, can I go back first, I don't feel at ease sitting here!" Qiao Qian suggested with a frown.

"Well, let's go after dinner!" Nangong Jing said while taking out a piece of paper from her pocket and handing it to Jiang Heng, and ordered in a cold voice: "It must be done today, and I will do it tomorrow!"

"Yes!" Jiang Heng took it respectfully.

Nangong Jing turned around, leaving a lonely and desolate figure behind, and several people looked at each other for no reason.

After he completely disappeared into the bedroom, Jiang Heng opened the blueprint in his hand.

Jiang Han and Qiao Qian also walked over, and it took a long time to understand the picture above, and the expressions of the three changed instantly...

Nangong Jing returned to the bedroom, and the tall figure stood beside the bed, staring at the sleeping Jian Junxi. In the end, she still didn't walk over, but walked towards the French windows beside her.

Outside the window, the cold wind rustled the leaves, making his back look extraordinarily lonely.

All kinds of sorrow linger, as if a cup of bitter wine is poured on my heart, and the pain surges upwards, which is indescribable.

Looking back on the past 16 years, the past is like smoke, like a dream...

They get together less often, and the time they spend together may not be more than a year. Is it because he is too paranoid in love?But what to do?

He just loves her hopelessly, and they can live happily together, why on earth?
Looking up at the drowsy sky, he really wanted to ask Hong Yuan, even if they were forced to be unable to stay together, should he be given a reason?
Of course, the only thing that can give him a response is the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind...

Falling in love until the end of the flowering period...

(End of this chapter)