"You let go first, let's talk!" After thinking about it, Jian Junxi said worriedly.

"Don't talk about it!" Nangong Jing is stubborn like an ignorant child.

"Don't you want to know about the past? Let go! Jian Junxi, who didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, was so angry that he wanted to strangle him.

"It's not like I can't hear that!" Nangong Jing's tone implied anger.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Jian Junxi was full of anger.

"I'm going to grab you and lock you in a place where no one knows, so you can't run away anymore!"

Nangong Jing said angrily, and his hands subconsciously increased his strength, hugging her tighter.

When Jian Junxi heard his childish words, his face was broken, and his amnesia was even more annoying than when he didn't have amnesia.

The little bit of unbearability in his heart suddenly disappeared from his anger, pursed his lips, and mocked:

"Nangong Jing, it's not that I underestimate you, with your ability at the moment, don't say that you will arrest me, whether you can get out of this gate today depends on my mood!"

"Really?" The corners of Nangong Jing's thin lips raised a wicked sneer.

That is the self-confidence of strategizing, that is the majesty that has already stepped on the world under its feet.

Jian Junxi's dull and colorless eyes narrowed slightly, a sneer rose at the corner of his lips, and he said contemptuously: "It seems that Master Jing is prepared, then I'll wait and see!" ”

Nangong Jing's cold eyes were as deep as a cliff, and he said majestically:

"I don't fight with you, it's not because I can't fight you, I just don't want you to get hurt, and I don't want you to be sad, even if there is only the slightest possibility, it won't work!"

Jian Junxi was stunned, silent for a few seconds, and said coldly: "It's your business if you don't make a move, let go of me first!" ”

The king-like aura spread from Nangong Jing's body, the corners of his thin lips rose, and he said casually: "Then it depends on what conditions Xi Ye prescribes?" ”

"Nangong Family's token!" Jian Junxi opened his mouth without hesitation.

Although she still doesn't know what this thing is for, as far as Nangong Old Man's serious confession, there is also the fake Ouyang Jingru.

Judging by the attitude they had to get, it should be useful, but she wasn't interested, or rather, she didn't want to cause more trouble for herself.

Nangong Jing's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, full of evil charm, and replied casually: "Why is this thing here with you?" ”

"You don't care, besides, what do I want now that I can't get?"

Jian Junxi wanted to break free from his embrace, but Nangong Jing tried harder, and she roared angrily: "Let go!" ”

"Don't let it go!" Nangong Jing continued to be dead-faced.

"Don't want the token?" Jian Jun was angry.

"I don't want my life, you think I'll care about a token? Other conditions can be discussed, but if I want to let you go, it is absolutely impossible! ”

Nangong Jing's voice suddenly became a little colder, revealing resoluteness.

Jian Junxi seemed to see Nangong Jing in the past at this moment, collapsed and helpless, and violently pulled his arm away.

Finding that he didn't exert himself, he pushed him away and wanted to sit up, but before she could stand firmly, Nangong Jing held her in his arms again.

This time, he not only touched her belly, but also saw her blue pupils again.

It's beautiful, just one glance, and he is willing to fall for him, there are still such evil eyes in this world, is he a human or a demon?

Jian Junxi once again fell on his lap, for fear that something would happen to the child, so frightened that the blood on his face faded, and he didn't dare to breathe.

(End of chapter)