Jian Junxi instinctively wanted to push him away, but she had no strength, and Nangong Jing in front of her was like a huge mountain to her, difficult to move.

Nangong Jing's dark eyes had a layer of mist, and he felt that she was very cold, and endured all the discomfort brought to him by his body and picked her up.

Lay her cold body flat on the bed, pick up the quilt and cover it, and gently hold her in his arms.

His heart was like a needle pricking constantly, it hurt, it hurt for her, but he couldn't remember who she was?

Seeing her so sad, she didn't dare to ask, and in the end, she could only hug her tightly, trying to warm her cold body.

Jian Junxi didn't want to cry, but at this moment, he couldn't hold back his reckless tears......

I can't shake it off, I can't let it go, and countless grievances are tumbling like magma in my heart.

The pain was like someone sewing up her broken heart with a needle and thread, and every stitch made her hurt to the bones.

How painful should this girl who carves strength in her bones be so out of control?

The heart-rending cry, as well as the trembling and cold body, all made Nangong Jing's heart like a knife.

He tried hard to think about it, and the more he tried to find memories of her.

The heart-piercing pain exploded in his brain, but he still couldn't think of it, and his eyes were red with anxiety.

Kissing her eyebrows, her eyes, her tears, choked up, "I'll definitely remember......"

Jian Junxi raised his head in his arms, his eyes were tearful and hurtful, and he choked up and sobbed: "Nangong Jing......

Why did you leave me...... Why do you all want to hurt me like this...... What the hell am I doing wrong...... Woowoo...... I hate you......"

Every sentence made him feel like ten thousand arrows, it hurts, it hurts, and he can't bear to make her so sad

He didn't know what to say to comfort her, and thousands of words finally turned into one sentence: "I'm sorry......"

No matter how sad Jian Junxi is, he still has to keep a clear head.

There is one last step, if the heat poison is not expelled, he will lose the function of the surname

As far as she knew about Nangong Jing, he would rather endure the past than solve it himself......

She couldn't explain it, so she had to endure all the pain and take the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

Nangong Jing's body is like the fuse of a firecracker, which ignites at one point.

Coupled with the difficulty of love, self-control, with the domineering of rubbing her in, the blood and bones, turning passivity into initiative.

"I'm afraid...... ...... pain" Jian Junxi's eyes were full of horror, and he was afraid that he would hurt the child.

"I'm sorry...... I ......" Nangong Jing restrained herself strongly, and let go of her and wanted to take a cold shower.

Jian Junxi felt as if a sharp knife swept over his heart, holding his arm with one hand and placing the other hand on his abdomen.

The bottom of his eyes told endless grief, and he struggled for more than ten seconds before he choked up: "Light." Dot......"

Nangong Jing's eyes were slightly stunned, seeing her so scared and sad, she couldn't help but kiss her lips, very gentle, very gentle......

Jian Junxi cried silently, and kept praying in his heart: "Jinyu, you have to hold on, don't leave me, please, I can't live without you anymore......"

Five o'clock in the morning

Nangong Jing was so tired that she subconsciously hugged her tightly in her arms, and her breathing gradually stabilized.

Jian Junxi was so tired that he fainted countless times, but he didn't want to close his eyes when he died, and felt a hot current gushing out from below.

She was shocked, tears of fear flowed out, and she endured the pain and took out the potion that had been placed under the pillow beforehand.

Lift the lid and put it on Nangong Jing's snort until he fell asleep completely.

Pushing his arm away, she hurriedly lifted the quilt, and the black liquid between her legs made her cover her lips, and tears welled up.

(End of chapter)