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

"Okay...Okay!" Jiang Heng thought about going back quickly, so he ran outside as fast as he could. He was afraid that he would be overwhelmed, so he specially arranged a few people to come in and watch.

"Get out for me and guard the door, and don't come in without my order!" Nangong Jing ordered expressionlessly.

"Yes..." Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't dare not listen, so they decided to go out first and then talk.

On the other side, Mo Zixuan rushed to the house and found that everyone was sleeping, but Jian Junxi was gone. He was anxious to wake up Mi Xiaole, only then did he know that Lin Jifeng had taken her away.

According to the location, he found that his car was in Qinya Garden, so he hurried there...

Qinya Garden

Jian Junxi looked at him puzzled, as if an unknown wind passed by his heart, causing ripples, and the bottom of his blue eyes was a bit complicated...

Nangong Jing staggered to her body, her face full of reluctance and reluctance, this time, there was no Hong Yuan, what should he do to save her?

He picked her up from the crib, sat on the ground, and hugged her in his arms, very hard, as if he wanted to embed her in his own flesh and blood.

Jian Junxi's heart was like the soot stirred up by thousands of troops fighting over, subconsciously clenched his fists, the water on his body was still dripping down, and a small water circle had formed under his feet...

He loved her to the bone, and she hurt him to the marrow, as if he was just proving that sentence, everything is fate, and no one can help...

Nangong Jing stretched out her hands tremblingly, and picked her up for the second time, who was not breathing. The heart in her chest was still so painful, and her trembling right hand wiped away the water droplets on her face.

Only sorrow and despair remained at the bottom of the blood-red eyes, and the tears of sorrow were like beads with broken threads, continuously drawing out the eye sockets, thousands of words, all choked in the throat...

He didn't know how to express his deep affection and love for her...

He didn't know how to express, he couldn't let go of her...

It's not that he doesn't know that they will never stay together again in this lifetime, so he never disturbs, and is even ready to guard silently...

But why?Why did things become like this again?
Is it not enough for God to let them live in pain, must they be forced to die?
He didn't know, what did she do wrong?
Why does God want her to live in such misery?Step by step, step by step, driving her to a dead end...

He didn't know, what did he do wrong?
Why did God have to arrange such a life for him?
The inexhaustible affection turned out to be the sharpest sword, pierced into the heart without knowing it, how could he express the pain in his heart?
She thought that he regretted meeting her and falling in love with her.

In fact, he never regretted falling in love with her, even though he knew they were destined not to be together!
What really made him regret... was actually pestering her.

If he hadn't walked through her life, he really wouldn't have known that deep love would become a burden. Looking at her little face that could no longer breathe, he wanted to speak, but his lips kept trembling...

At this moment, he wanted to ask, "Do you really know how deep my love for you is?"

"Do you still remember our previous agreement, we agreed that the sky will never grow old, the earth will never be barren, and we will never be separated forever?"

"Do you still remember that you promised me that we will have many, many children in the future and form a... team..."

"How nice would it be if you were just an ordinary person?"

"If, if, if...we all live in ordinary families, will the result be different today?"