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

"But... but... can you really... let it go?" Nangong Jing's deep eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, excited and contradictory.

The corners of Jian Junxi's contemptuous lips twitched twice, and he squeezed out a word from his throat: "Mmm..."

"This..." Nangong Jing's red eyes were full of scrutiny and inquiry.

The captivating gaze seemed to see into her soul from her appearance, otherwise, how could she agree to such an outrageous request?Even if there is no hatred between them, it is impossible for her to agree.

If he is not dreaming, then this person is not her.

"Buddhist disciples don't tell lies!" Jian Junxi knew from his eyes that he was doubting himself, and his tone was quite helpless.

Nangong Jing frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "The day before I went to pick herbs, I took you to a place where there was a bridge..."

"Rainbow Bridge." Jian Junxi didn't even frown, his tone was very firm.

Nangong Jing's face stiffened for a moment, it was her, but why did she agree?It's so unreasonable...

"Or, we can also talk about the issue of custody!" Jian Junxi saw that his eyes were empty and lifeless, and the bottom of his indifferent eyes were calm and unwavering, but the words he said casually hit the nail on the head.

"I... I didn't disagree..." Nangong Jing suddenly came back to her senses, her red eyes showing panic and bewilderment.

Knowing that she had ulterior motives, and seeing her digging a hole with his own eyes, he would still jump down willingly, just like he did back then.

Jian Junxi's long eyelashes were like wings, trembling with unspeakable sadness, the corners of his slightly pulled lips contained strong bitterness, as if he couldn't bear it, he turned his head away suddenly.

Nangong Jing thought that he was thinking of his dead parents and relatives again, like a child who made a mistake, his nervous mood was like a fish swimming irregularly in his heart.

His hands were crossed, not knowing where to put them, and finally he lowered his head silently, as if he wanted to lower his sense of existence.

Jian Junxi looked at him looking like he wanted to escape but didn't dare, and said with a pun: "What does that mean?"

"I... as you..." After taking a peek at her, Nangong Jing stood motionless like a sculpture with her head bowed.

Jian Junxi walked up to him and asked casually: "Can you really forget the fact that you killed your parents for me?"

These words were like a thunderbolt, hitting his brain directly through layers of clouds and mist, and the little hope that had just risen was instantly extinguished until there was not even ashes left.

At this moment, he didn't know where the strength came from, he suddenly felt that his legs could move freely, like a deserter, he turned around and left.

Jian Junxi had expected it a long time ago and grabbed his right wrist.

Nangong Jing neither broke free nor looked back, as if she was silently waiting for her storm to come.

"Is it...no matter what I say...no matter what I do...you won't give up?" Jian Junxi's hoarse voice seemed to be a broken time, with the potential of collapse.

Nangong Jing closed her eyes, as if lingering in the cold wind, hiding all the pain and sorrow in her eyes, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, I just want to see you arrive at your destination safely, and I won't do this again..."

"Are you sure?" Jian Junxi's voice was full of distrust.

uncertain……

But he didn't dare to say it, so he could only choose to remain silent, turning his wrist, obviously wanting to break free and continue running away.