Qin Ya Garden

Jian Junxi sat in front of the computer, making a phone call on the left and a phone call on the right, for about an hour.

It wasn't until I felt thirsty that I picked up the cup and found that the cup was empty, and I opened the bedroom door to pour water......

Nangong Jing sat on the sofa, holding his mobile phone and falling into deep thought, and in the mobile phone was a photo of Mo Zixuan and Li Duxue hugging each other.

Hearing the sound of the door, he turned his head suddenly, saw that she was holding an empty cup in her hand, stood up abruptly, and said softly, "Are you thirsty?" I'll pour it for you! ”

Jian Junxi didn't seem to hear it, and walked expressionlessly.

Nangong Jing stopped in front of her, ready to take the cup in her hand.

Jian Junxi was on fire everywhere in his body, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, his body turned slightly, passed him, and continued to walk forward, without any intention of bothering him.

Nangong Jing grabbed her arm suddenly, a strange look flashed in her dark eyes, and she just wanted to speak.

Jian Junxi's eyes were as cold as a knife, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Let go!" ”

"Is it because of him?" Nangong Jing let go of his hand in fright, and his tone was as light as a dandelion that would be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Who?" Jian Junxi didn't know why, and he wasn't interested in delving into it, so he didn't stop.

Nangong Jing's eyes swept over an unspeakable injury, and seeing that her walking movements were a little strange, she asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with your leg?" ”

Jian Junxi: "......" is annoying......

"What's wrong?" Jian Junxi's face was full of black lines, and he suddenly turned around angrily.

The owl's eyes were filled with rage, as if he was unwilling to burn the man in front of him to ashes.

"I ...... I don't know......" Nangong Jing stiffened at her, as if he had made some unforgivable mistake.

"That...... I...... I won't be next time......" I thought about it, but it was because of this morning.

At first, she obviously acquiesced, why was she suddenly unwilling? He felt that it must be because of Mo Zixuan, so she regretted it again......

Jian Junxi: "......" when her brain is flooded every day?

She couldn't think about it at all, as soon as she thought about it, her blood began to boil, and if she had a knife in her hand, she might really dismantle him.

I took a deep breath, endured and endured, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of water and drank it violently, reducing the fire......

"I'm sorry......" Nangong Jing felt the seriousness of the matter, pursed his lips, and continued to play the little white rabbit......

Jian Junxi didn't even give him a superfluous look, poured a full cup and prepared to go back to the room.

Nangong Jing blocked in front of her and asked timidly, "Is it because of him?" ”

Jian Junxi narrowed her eyes dangerously, if she remembered correctly, this should be the second time she mentioned "this him", and asked coldly, "Who?" ”

"Mo Zixuan......" Nangong Jing's dark eyes swept over a trace of injury, and his clenched fists trembled slightly, showing the entanglement and pain in his heart.

"What does it have to do with him?" Jian Junxi frowned, and his eyes full of anger were full of puzzlement......

"Don't you like him? That one...... He and his fiancée...... They ...... "Nangong Jing wanted to speak and stopped, looking like he wanted to say but didn't dare to say it."

Jian Junxi: What does "......" and what? Why can't she understand a word?

As soon as she wanted to speak, Nangong Jing handed her mobile phone in front of her.

In the world of love, people are selfish, and there is no room for a grain of sand in their eyes and hearts, even if it is just dust.

At this moment, Nangong Jing wanted to know very much, what kind of attitude Jian Junxi would have when he saw these photos?

Jian Junxi lifted his eyes, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Mo Zixuan and Li Duxue hugging each other under the street lamp, their dark eyes were slightly deep, and there was a little complexity in the calm.

(End of chapter)