She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 182
"He doesn't care about this, since you said I misunderstood, then you forget about him..."

Although Nangong Jun knew that Qianqiao was telling the truth, he still couldn't stand someone occupying a special place in her heart, even Nangong Ruxiu from yesterday, let alone other men.

He knew that his thoughts were a little extreme, but he couldn't control it, and he didn't want to control it. When he thought that the girl would be with other men someday in the future, he was going crazy with jealousy.

Sometimes Nangong Jun would also think morbidly, if he could lock the girl by his side, he would make an exquisite cage for her.

How wonderful it would be to imprison a girl in it and sing for him only day and night~
Whenever Nangong Jun had such thoughts, he would cut his heart with a dagger, and now there were new wounds where the old wounds had not healed, and the knife marks were criss-crossed, even if he took the Rejuvenation Pill, it would not be able to recover.

"It's a bit impossible, after all, the brain is beyond my control."

Although Qianqiao didn't want this child to be blackened, it was still a bit difficult for her to forget only one person. She thought this was already the limit, but she didn't want Nangong Jun to always break through the limit and bring her more shocks.

"What if I said, I have a way to make you forget him?"

Although Nangong Jun was smiling, his expression was extremely serious.

"Hehe, then you should keep it for yourself, I don't need it!"

Qianqiao laughed dryly, turned around and left after speaking, she didn't want to talk to this person any more, what if he really did that.

"I tried, but none of that worked for me..."

Looking at the back of the girl leaving in a hurry, Nangong Jun slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of red light in his eyes.

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Qian Qiao hurried back to the room, locked the door immediately, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, just now Nangong Jun's expression was too serious, which made her feel a little apprehensive, she didn't believe he was joking.

"Buckwheat..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The sudden voice from behind made Qian Qiao, who was already on tenterhooks, finally yell out uncontrollably.

"Qiaoqiao, what's wrong with you!"

Nangong Zhengyang came to find Qian Qiao early this morning, but no one answered after knocking on the door several times, thinking that he should go out to find Lian Fei, and he would be back in a while, so he decided to enter the room and wait.

Previously, he used his private power to add his own spiritual imprint on the door of Qianqiao's room, so apart from Qianqiao himself being able to open the door, Nangong Zhengyang could also open it. And I got it.

Nangong Zhengyang didn't expect Qianqiao to have such a big reaction. He strode forward and hugged the trembling girl into his arms, and gently patted her back to try to calm her down.

"Oh... Daddy, you scared me to death..."

Perhaps the pat had an effect, Qian Qiaowo wept softly in Nangong Zhengyang's arms, she was really frightened just now, now seeing that it was her father, she felt a little aggrieved after she felt relieved.

This is somewhat similar to the psychology of a child who doesn't cry when he falls, but starts to cry when his parents ask.

"Qiaoqiao, with Daddy here, don't be afraid..."

Looking at the girl who showed her fragile side in front of him, Nangong Zhengyang seemed to fall into the freshly squeezed juice, a sweet and sour taste rushed straight into his heart, and he even thanked himself for being reckless just now. After all, Qianqiao had touched him in the past. There is more or less resistance to touch.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Qian Qiao clenched her fist and beat Nangong Zhengyang's chest hard, but she never forgot who the culprit was.

(End of this chapter)