Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Jian Junxi grabbed his wrist with both hands, and slowly moved his left hand down...

This movement was like countless ants crawling on his heart, making his whole body itchy...

It seemed that after a long century, she finally stopped torturing herself. Nangong Jing looked at her right hand interlocking with her fingers, and subconsciously clenched it tightly...

She held it on her own initiative, and she can't let go even if she dies...

Jiang Heng knew from looking at his innocent youthful appearance that he had fallen again.

He stroked his forehead lightly like a headache, pursed his lips and said, "Young Master Jian, it was our young master who was wrong in the past. If you don't love him, can you please let him go?"

"Am I not letting him go? Or is he not letting me go?" Jian Junxi asked blankly, letting him hold his hand tightly.

"Master..." Jiang Heng was speechless, and he only hoped that Nangong Jing could wake up a little bit now.

Nangong Jing raised her head naively, the corners of her crimson lips raised slightly unconsciously, her eyes were full of unconcealable joy, like a child who ate honey.

This kind of mood is contradictory, love is mixed with fear, how happy you are when you have it, how painful it is when you lose it, but it is her, it can only be her...

Even if she wanted to sprinkle a handful of salt on his wound, she still couldn't bear to let go of her hand, even if it hurt to death, she would be willing...

Jiang Heng hadn't seen him so happy for many years, his stubborn heart that wanted to persuade him suddenly softened, and all the thousands of words stuck in his throat.

Jian Junxi's blue eyes were sour and helpless, and he moved his lips before he could speak.

Seeing Zhang Han pulling Nangong Jing's other arm vigorously, he said angrily: "Master, can you be more sober, she is clearly playing tricks on you..."

"If you miss, just keep talking!" The air pressure around Nangong Jing suddenly dropped to the freezing point, and her confused eyes became bloodthirsty little by little, like a bottomless abyss.

For a moment, the gloomy and cold atmosphere instantly rose to horror, as if all the creatures in the world were extinct.

Nangong Jing clenched Jian Junxi's hand and went down the stairs. The killing intent in his eyes made everyone feel that he had lost his mind, so no one dared to ask, let alone stop...

Jian Junxi didn't know why his expression suddenly changed, he staggered two steps, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to a place where no one can find us!" Nangong Jing blurted out the answer, as if she hadn't thought about it.

Urgent and determined, it was more like he had thought about it for a long time, and finally took action at this moment.

In Jian Junxi's heart, it was like someone wearing sharp knife-like dancing shoes was circling, and it was so painful that he picked it up.

Hoarsely said: "Nangong Jing, what do you like about me? Take a good look at me, you are no longer the little girl when you first met. Is it really worth it to give everything like this?"

Nangong Jing was startled, and asked with red eyes: "You just agreed to marry me, are you kidding me?"

"No..." Jian Junxi really couldn't bear to see his injured appearance.

Subconsciously explained: "I'm just afraid that you will regret it. It's not worth it to love someone who doesn't have you in his heart..."

"Whether it's worth it or not is my business. I love you is my business. It has nothing to do with you. You just need to consider whether to accept it or not!"

Nangong Jing's empty eyes were unspeakably frightening, and the words he spit out were domineering yet methodical, which made everyone stunned for a while.