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

Chapter 1317 Quiet as if a different person
Our Mo family and Mi family don't want to die. Also, don't think that I don't know that you arranged those photos. I don't want to pursue it, but I just don't want to argue with a woman.

If you have the ability to dig a hole and find a way to fill it yourself, I warn you, next time, don't blame me for being rude! "

Every ruthless sentence was like the sharpest knife, piercing her chest fiercely, making her unable to breathe in pain.

Despair rolled in his heart, his legs seemed to lose consciousness, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

She wanted to say that she didn't arrange it, but it felt like countless needles were stuck in her throat, making her unable to say a word.

Mo Zixuan glanced at her indifferently, and had the first experience
This time, even with a knife on his neck, he couldn't be soft-hearted. He opened the door and strode out.

Seeing him coming out, Lin Caier immediately opened the door and walked in.

Seeing Li Muxue fell to the ground, her tears were like beads that had come off the thread, she pulled her up and asked anxiously: "Xue'er, did Mo Zixuan bully you, I'll go to him to settle the score!"

"Mom... no... he didn't bully me... woo woo... Mom... I want to go home..." Li Muxue burst into tears, crying so hard.

Li Cai'er had never seen her sad like this, her heart ached so much that she also started to sob.

The two mother and daughter left Mo's house crying like this, seeing Mi Xiaole and Mo Chen in a daze, they closed the door and went upstairs together to find Mo Zixuan...

Qinya Garden

After Jian Junxi took a bath, he washed the bloody shirt again. When he came out, Nangong Jing had already taken a bath and was sitting by the bed reading a book.

Seeing her come out, he immediately dropped the book in his hand, took out the hair dryer from the drawer, and said calmly, "I'll blow your hair for you!"

Jian Junxi was slightly stunned, the words of refusal stuck in his throat, he couldn't say anything, and finally, he walked over silently.

"Your mother came just now. She said that they sent Aunt Banruo and Aunt Jiang to Tulip. You know why."

Nangong Jing opened her mouth expressionlessly, there was no color in her dim eyes, and she looked a little lifeless.

"Hmm..." Jian Junxi raised his eyelids and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Jing's eyes were blank, like a puppet without a soul.

"It's okay..." Jian Junxi lowered his head, and the whine of the hair dryer came from his ears.

As long as he is around, he will definitely blow her hair. The more times she does it, the more she gets used to it, his gentleness, his breath, and everything about him...

However, Nangong Jing, who was usually chirping, didn't speak again today. She was blowing her hair very seriously, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and she exuded a trace of sadness around her.

It wasn't until he dried her up that he said lightly, "School starts tomorrow, so go to bed early!"

Jian Junxi paused for a moment and didn't reply.

He put away the hair dryer, as if he knew she would be upset when he saw him, and left the bedroom voluntarily.

Looking at his slender and lonely back, there seemed to be thorns passing by in my heart, and I felt an inexplicable pain.

She didn't stand up until the door was closed, her eyes were a little anxious, she picked up her glasses, put them on, and walked slowly towards the balcony...

The night wind was blowing across her short hair, like a mother's gentle touch, reminding her of her mother again.

Looking up at the sky with only a few stars, I feel an indescribable loss in my heart. The night sky in China is completely incomparable with that of country H.

Looking down, I saw Nangong Jing reading a book on the sofa, as quiet as a different person.

(End of this chapter)