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

Chapter 1275 I'll wait until you fall asleep before going to sleep!
A breeze blew by, lifting her short hair, just like a mother's gentle touch, bringing coolness.

She looked at the familiar night sky, and didn't move for a long time...

"You seem to like watching the starry sky?" Nangong Jing asked leisurely, standing behind her for a long time, and found that she never bowed her head.

Jian Junxi's eyes flickered slightly, before he could speak.
Nangong Jing suddenly hugged her from behind, hesitated for a while, but still didn't push her away, but replied lightly: "Everyone has some special preferences."

"Oh..." Nangong Jing leaned her head on her shoulder, smelling the faint fragrance of her body.

Feeling that she seemed to be rubbing her stomach all the time, he let go of her suddenly, frowned and asked, "Does your stomach hurt?"

There was a complex flash of light in Jian Junxi's eyes, twinkling like stars in the night sky, he pursed his lips and said, "No, I just ate too much and felt a little bloated..."

Nangong Jing seemed to be facing an enemy, picked her up and walked into the room...

"What are you doing?" Jian Junxi shouted angrily, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Hold you to rest..." Nangong Jing replied lightly, as if this was a matter of course.

"It's not that I can't leave by myself, let me down!" Jian Junxi's dark complexion was like the sky covered with dark clouds, ready for thunder and lightning at any time.

Some people always have a way to make her so angry that she wants to do it...

"I didn't say you couldn't go, once upon a time you were alone, no matter what happened, you had to get up by yourself.
But, now that you have me, you have to get used to relying on me. With me around, I won't allow you to be brave! "

Nangong Jing's domineering tone was like a king pampering his concubine, with an incomparably gentle expression.

It was as if Jian Junxi had been forcefully poured into a jar of honey, the sweetness in his mouth, and then into his heart, all the words stuck in his throat were melted...

Nangong Jing laid her flat on the bed, then put her big hand on her stomach and gently massaged her.

Jian Junxi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to push it away, but he said with a serious face: "Don't move, it will be fine in a while."

Jian Junxi looked at him with embarrassment, he was rubbing his stomach in a serious manner, and had no other meaning at all.
It immediately made her blush like a budding flower, and like a mimosa, she turned her head away in embarrassment.
He said coldly: "There is medicine in the drawer, please help me to take it, I will take one and it will be fine."

"No, you can't do it unless it's absolutely necessary, try not to take medicine, I'll rub it for you!"

Nangong Jing felt uncomfortable sitting on the edge of the bed, so she lay down next to her, and rubbed her stomach tenderly.

The brows were furrowed, for fear that she would be like before, every cell in her body was like a tight steel wire.

Jian Junxi lowered her eyes to look at his right hand, and then looked at his handsome face, as if her villain's heart was to judge a gentleman's belly.

She took off her glasses, closed her eyes, and lay flat without moving, because she really didn't feel well.

Nangong Jing rubbed for nearly half an hour, then frowned and asked, "Is it better?"

Jian Junxi was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep, but he opened his eyes in bewilderment after being called out by him.
Gently fluttering the eyelashes that were as long as bead curtains, the red lips moved slightly: "Okay, thank you, go to sleep!"

Nangong Jing just breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head slightly, the night outside the window seemed to be swallowed by dawn, and it was already dawn.

After tossing all night, he didn't know what he was doing, so he pursed his lips and said hoarsely: "You go to sleep first, I'll wait until you fall asleep before going to sleep!"

"Why?" Jian Junxi turned to look at him in surprise.

(End of this chapter)