The main thing is that I don't understand Nangong Jing, what does this mean? And Mo Zixuan, what does this mean? Isn't the marriage dissolved?

Which song is this? She said she couldn't understand it, let alone understand it, what does this have to do with her? Puzzled, he asked, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"Don't you like him? You're not ......"

"Shut me up, which eye do you see that I like him? How many times do you have to say that he and I are just childhood playmates! ”

Jian Junxi was furious, the level of anger, with the tendency of burning the entire city, and most of the water in his hand was poured out in anger.

Nangong Jing swallowed her saliva subconsciously, she didn't understand what she meant?

Now with this attitude, he is even more confused, obviously she said that she liked Mo Zixuan when she fell asleep......

Or did she see Mo Zixuan holding another woman, and finally couldn't bear it anymore?

"Are you jealous?" The blood on Nangong Jing's face faded, and only sadness remained in his dark eyes.

Jian Junxi: "......" is tolerable or unbearable......

The fire in my heart bubbled out, and the cup in my hand smashed to the ground angrily, and in an instant, the teacup was torn apart, making a crisp sound.

Without saying a word, he directly punched Nangong Jing's face, pointed to the door of the room, and roared hysterically: "You get out of here, I don't want to see you again!" ”

Nangong Jing was beaten by her, there was a trace of blood at the corner of her lips, her face was as pale as paper, her deep eyes were painful and wounded, and her whole person was like a wilted flower

He really didn't understand, why was she so angry?

"I told you to get out!" Jian Junxi saw that he didn't leave, so he pushed him and walked to the door.

Because she walked too fast and didn't eat, she gasped in pain, and a layer of fine cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

Nangong Jing felt that her strength was getting smaller, and when she turned her head, she saw that she seemed to be very uncomfortable, suddenly stopped, and asked anxiously:

"What's wrong with you? Isn't there something uncomfortable? I'm sorry, if you really like him, then I'll help you get him back! ”

Jian Junxi felt that there was a nameless fire in his body, and he couldn't suppress it, so he quickly jumped from his two ribs to the Tianling Gai, and raised his hand: "Bang ......"

Nangong Jing stood still and did not move, and five finger prints appeared on his face.

The tears under the dark eyes flickered like the most beautiful aurora, revealing indescribable pain, and the choked throat slid a little, and he didn't dare to speak again.

Jian Junxi stiffened, looking at his right hand with deep eyes, with a hint of surprise, he didn't know why he did it?

Looking at his mournful gaze, his heart was like a sharp knife with salt passing by, and the words spit out of his thin lips were still cold and without a trace of emotion:

"Who do you think of me? What do I want not to get? If I like him Mo Zixuan, can I use you to help me grab it? ”

The whole body exudes the aura of King's Landing, and every word is domineering, not inferior to any man at all.

Nangong Jing only felt a cool breath coming out of his back from the bone marrow, and he finally heard another layer of meaning in his words.

She doesn't like Mo Zixuan, she is just a friend to him, if she really likes him, there will be nothing to do with him.

Suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I'm just insecure, I'm scared if you find out.

It's actually him that you like, so what should I do? Your childhood sweetheart, he is recognized as the national husband of Kyoto, so handsome and so gentle......"

(End of chapter)