"Nangong Jing ......"

"I'm ......"

"You bastard......"

"How dare I bastard you ......"

"You're shameless......"

"What's the use of asking for face, you don't ignore me!"

"You're a neurotic ......"

"This disease is ...... for you"

"You're really annoying......"

"Forced by you, don't bother you, you won't look at me."

"Speechless......"

"Haha......" The two of them stopped arguing like this, quite a bit of flirtatiousness, and a pink bubble floated in the air......

Nangong Jing did it on purpose, how could she speak in any way, even if she knew she was going to be beaten......

Jian Junxi's face was cold, but her heart was complicated, sweet and warm, and this strange feeling made her excited and afraid......

Love is as warm as the sun, and as sweet as candy, it will make people forget some of the pain for a while, be infatuated with this happiness, and want to indulge in this beauty forever, forever......

The two of them were noisy and noisy at the back door, and Nangong Jing put her down.

Jian Junxi threw the apple into his hand, and without saying a word, he kicked him hard.

"Shhh...... You can't just tap it, the medicine will be wiped out......" Nangong Jing's face was distorted in pain.

Jian Junxi didn't pity it, made up for it again, and said lightly: "You owe a beating, I can't help it!" ”

Nangong Jing: "......" is really ......

"Hehe......" In the end, he still laughed angrily, letting her roll and toss, and the tenderness in his eyes was always so thick that he couldn't dissolve.

Jian Junxi glanced at him like an idiot, turned around and walked in, just in time for lunch.

Yang Hui saw Nangong Jing holding an apple in his hand, and asked in surprise, "Where did you pick this?" ”

"There's a fruit grove in the back." Nangong Jing put the apple on the table and prepared to wash his hands and eat.

"Oh, we don't even know, hehe......" Yang Hui prepared to serve the meal.

Lin Yiyi brought out a bowl of soup from the kitchen and chuckled: "Oh, I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if it's delicious, Gong Jing, come and try it." ”

"Okay." Nangong Jing chuckled.

Since Nangong Jing came, he has become Lin Yiyi's own son.

Jian Junxi didn't see it, and he didn't dare to provoke her, because they had to quarrel if they couldn't say a few words now......

After the four of them finished their meal happily, Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui cleaned up the kitchen.

Nangong Jing's mobile phone rang, and he went out while answering the phone.

Jian Junxi went upstairs, ready to go back to the room to clean up, and just arrived on the second floor.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu standing hesitantly at the staircase on the second floor, as if she had encountered some problem, she frowned and asked, "Aunt Jiang, what's wrong?" ”

"Young Master, Pranya...... She said that she would not leave, and I refused to listen to any persuasion, I felt that she was particularly unacceptable to Young Master Nangong, and when Ah Nian came to them in the past, she did not have this attitude......"

Jiang Xiaoyu said with an embarrassed expression, she actually wants to return to China, not only for her daughter, but after staying in country H for too long, she really wants to go back......

"I'll go see her!" Jian Junxi pushed open the door of Prajna's room.

I saw her sitting on the bed, looking sullenly outside, and the drawing board was still the same painting she was sitting under the tree reading.

Suffice it to say that since that day, she has never painted again.

Jian Junxi suddenly blamed herself, she had been busy studying during this time, and she didn't care about her.

"Since Young Master Nangong came, she has never been willing to go out of the room, she has this expression every day, and she doesn't even say anything." Jiang Xiaoyu lowered her voice and explained.

Jian Junxi's eyebrows tightened, and her thin lips moved slightly: "You go out first, and I'll talk to her alone." ”

(End of chapter)