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

Chapter 1511 I'm Getting Married (5)

"Release!" Jian Junxi's ruthless words seemed to come from hell.

The bottom of her eyes were blood red and tears were in her eyes, and she pretended to be calm, making it hard to tell if she was hurt?Still angry?
"I just want to ask, before, you... did you like me? Even a little bit!" Nangong Jing asked with a sob, always feeling that this answer is very important.

Jian Junxi's bloody heart seemed to be sprinkled with salt by someone again, causing her to gasp in pain.

Asking and asking again and again is this sentence, which is enough to prove that deep in his heart, he really wants to hear her say "I love you", even if he has lost his memory.

How should I describe her heartache at the moment, the heartache, the most painful of all
But he still has to suppress himself desperately, and will always be loved to the end without fear.

Vigorously shaking off his hand, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he said hoarsely: "I have never liked you, even a little bit!"

These words were like a blow to the head, hitting Nangong Jing until her ears were buzzing, her heart was ashamed, and all threads were destroyed.

Jian Junxi rubbed his sore arm, as if he felt that the blow was not enough, and continued to add: "Sometimes I really think there is something wrong with your brain!
I strongly suggest you to see a neurologist, you go and ask, when did I, Jian Junxi, give you a good face?
After your accident, I thought you were dead, and I don't know how comfortable you are at home, because you can't bother me anymore, understand?

I'm annoyed when I see you, let me tell you, my Jian family does not welcome anyone from your Nangong family, so make it clear today, if you dare to set foot in my house in the future, don't blame me for fighting in battle! "

Nangong Jing's heart was so painful that it was already numb. At this moment, he finally despaired, and tears of grief slipped silently from the corners of his eyes.

After Jian Junxi saw it, he put down his trembling right hand.

Turning around suddenly, it was difficult to move, but he held back, not allowing himself to mess up his steps.

"I'm going to get married, marry the girl who saved me!" Nangong Jing suddenly opened her eyes, looking at her back, there was only sadness in her dark eyes.

Jian Junxi was caught off guard, as if she had suddenly fallen into an abyss, and a burst of unstoppable grief, like a ruthless sword, violently attacked every inch of her skin.

After being silent for a few seconds, she turned to look at him, raised her lips and sneered, "Oh? That's good.
As long as you don't bother me anymore, no matter who you marry, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years, an early baby, and a rich gift on the wedding day, it's worth our acquaintance! "

"If... I invite you to the wedding, you will come!" Nangong Jing asked with a sob.

His deep eyes were scrutinizing, as if he wanted to see something on her face?
There seemed to be a beast biting Jian Junxi's heart, and she couldn't avoid it no matter what, her body trembled slightly, the pain made her nails almost pinch her palm, but they were cut just now, they were too short.

She lifted her lips and pulled out an evil smile, calmly adjusted the eye sockets of her glasses, and said calmly: "Heh...

Since Master Jing wants me to attend your wedding so much, then set a date and let me know. "

Nangong Jing couldn't see any reluctance or sentimentality in her eyes, even a little bit.

If it wasn't for his excellent acting skills, then he really hated himself, and this perception made him suffer even more.

Is it because he is self-indulgent?
Do you want to turn around and leave?
Otherwise, do you want to stay here like a rascal?
"I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you, walk slowly, don't send me off!" After finishing speaking, she turned around and prepared to go upstairs.

With trembling hands resting on the railing, the mist in his eyes is getting thicker and thicker, and he will never allow himself to make the slightest mistake.

(End of this chapter)