Abu exhaled and asked extremely seriously, "Young Master, do you want them to stay?" ”

Jian Junxi tugged at the corners of his lips, there was a little more unruly in his handsomeness, and he said lightly: "I just don't want to lose!" ”

Abu nodded, since she had fought, she naturally would not disappoint her.

Jian Junxi rubbed her fingers, Abu's words reminded her of Nangong Jing, especially Lin Yiyi's words, and that anger rushed to the top of her head.

The raging anger burning at the bottom of his eyes, as if he was about to burn everyone in front of him to ashes, Jiang Heng couldn't help but shudder.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he asked softly, "Young Master, Jian Shao ...... What does he mean by that? ”

Nangong Jing's cold gaze swept over an extremely faint light, like the most beautiful meteor in the night sky, and his thin lips pulled out a confident arc.

chuckled, "I guess I'm thinking about what the hell I have to do to kill me!" ”

Jiang Heng: "...... "You can pinch each other!" It's all of us who suffer......

The mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly, he picked it up and slid the answer button, and called respectfully: "Master......"

"Where's the young master?" Nangong Runzhi's tone was heavy, and he was obviously on the verge of rage.

"...... beside you" Jiang Heng glanced at Nangong Jing tremblingly.

"Give him your phone!" Nangong Runzhi coughed twice after finishing speaking......

Jiang Heng handed the mobile phone to Nangong Jing, he took it with a cold face and took out his mobile phone, only to find that there was no power, and called while plugging in the charger: "Grandpa......"

"Don't call me, do you know what you're doing? Are you going to give him the entire Nangong family Jian Junxi? Cough...... cough ......" Nangong Runzhi was so angry that he coughed violently.

Nangong Jing's face was pale, his thin lips were pursed, and he was silent......

"Gong Jing, don't you like Yang Feixue? Why do you like Jian Junxi again? Nangong Runzhi asked coldly after his cough eased.

"I don't know......" Nangong Jing rubbed his eyebrows irritably and acquiesced to his words.

Nangong Runzhi seemed a little surprised, and paused for more than ten seconds before asking, "Let me ask you, if Yang Feixue is standing in front of you, do you choose Yang Feixue or Jian Junxi?" ”

Nangong Jing's expression was slightly stunned, his eyebrows were frowning, and his big hand was subconsciously clenched lightly, he didn't dare to think about this problem himself......

"Answer me!" Nangong Runzhi roared angrily.

"I don't know......" Nangong Jing's thin lips tightened into a cold arc, and various complex colors changed under his eyes.

"You like two people?" Nangong Runzhi didn't seem to be able to accept such a fact, and raised his throat in one breath.

Nangong Jing exuded a bitter breath all over his body, hung up the phone with a cold face, threw the phone on the table, got up and walked outside.

Jiang Heng pursed his mouth, glanced at Jian Junxi in the video, and whispered: "It turns out that men can also become ...... disasters."

At the same time, the military district villa

Mo Zixuan wandered around, and he didn't know how he got home, and the whole person was like a puppet without a trace of life.

After returning to the room, looking at the messy information on the table, and remembering Jian Junxi's extremely ruthless words, his heart ached like a knife and he fell to the ground.

My mind is full of wonders, why did things turn out like this? Why did you leave Yancheng back then? Why don't you protect her?

Why didn't you recognize her when you first saw her? Why does my heart hurt so much? Why was she so cruel?

What the hell will they have to do to go back in time? The more I thought about it, the more my heart hurt, and the tear ducts were like they were broken, dripping on the floor one after another.

(End of chapter)