The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 382 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellion 86

   Ji Ning'an asked this sentence, but he was so angry that he made the decision for himself, as it should be.

   She didn't want to be so aggressive, and she didn't even want to get an answer, it was clear anyway.

"never mind."

   After a long time, he suddenly said, "Sorry."

   Ji Ningan looked at him.

   "I'll pay attention in the future." He was cold but serious, lowered his posture, and actually meant to coax her, "Don't be angry, eh?"

   After a long while, Ji Ning'an lowered her eyelashes, didn't look at him, and threw the business card left by the car owner in front of Shi Jingnian: "You can see for yourself."

  The little girl eats soft but not hard.

   Shi Jingnian raised his thin lips and entered the phone number in his mobile phone, which was an expensive gesture.

   The infusion ended after half an hour, and Ji Ning'an was able to leave after the infusion, but the movement of his left ankle still hurt so much that he couldn't walk at all, but jumping on one foot could be considered.

   But the picture is too beautiful, so let's give up.

   During this period, the two were relatively silent, the atmosphere was quiet, and Ji Ning'an didn't know whether he felt embarrassed or not, anyway, the man always had an expression on his face.

   She endured the pain and put on her shoes. Her forehead was sweating slightly because of the pain, and she had a fragile beauty. Just as she was about to stand up, Shi Jingnian pressed her back.

  The slender figure loomed over her condescendingly, Shen Muxiang was mysterious and cold, like the air of a snowy mountain.

The distance is a little closer, the jaw line is hard and strong, the white shirt has two buttons torn open, the collarbone is looming, Ji Ning'an suddenly froze, subconsciously stepped back, his fingers grabbed the sheet, and at that moment he almost thought he was going to hug her. , look alert.

   Shi Jingnian gave her a deep look: "I'm going to get the wheelchair."

  There are usually wheelchairs in hospitals, but unfortunately, the last one was taken away by someone just now. After Shi Jingnian asked, he frowned and walked back.

  The girl in the ward was clean and quiet, looking out of the window with a side face in a trance, she was green and soft.

  It rained, and the rain was lingering.

   He was silent for a moment, not wanting to disturb him, leaning against the door and looking at her like that.

   After a long time, he stepped forward, and when he leaned over, his fingers crossed the bend of her legs and picked him up.

"What are you doing?!" Ji Ning'an was stunned for a second or two, leaning against the man's cold and **** chest, fingers subconsciously pinching his shoulders, the eyes under the eyelashes were like black feather jade, stained with misty water, pure but attractive , glaring at Shi Jingnian.

   "Put me down."

   "There is no wheelchair in the hospital, do you want to go out in a single frame?"

   "I can go!"

   "Don't be brave."

   Shi Jingnian carried her into the car, sat in the driver's seat, drove to the downstairs of their community, carried her to the door of the house, and rang the doorbell.

   Rain and fog hazy, sky blue sky.

  The gentle eyebrows, the cold eyes, and the light fragrance on the front of the clothes are deceiving.

   When Ji Ningan saw him ringing the doorbell, he was about to die, for fear of being seen by his parents: "Let me down—"

   She was really in a hurry, Shi Jingnian let her down according to her words, and the door was opened from the inside.

   Father Ji almost thought he was sleepwalking when he saw the two of them together, and pinched himself before realizing it was true.

   "Jing Nian, Ning Ning come in quickly..." Father Ji entertained in a confused manner. When he saw the gauze on the girl's feet, his face changed, "What's wrong with you?"

   It was only a second before the door opened. She was also in Shi Jingnian's arms. Ji Ning's heart was almost jumping in her eyes, and she felt like she was after a catastrophe: "Something happened..."

   Shi Jingnian explained it for her.

   Father Ji didn't think much of it, thanked Shi Jingnian well, and wanted to keep him at home for dinner.

   He refused, said a few words to Ji's father and left, and finally glanced at Ji Ning'an.

   Ji Ning'an met his gaze and turned away.

Shi Jingnian really had something important to do, so he dealt with the matter of leaving the seat first, then contacted the owner of the car that caused the accident, and browsed the emails in the mailbox. He was busy until the evening, and then he had free time, and he did not stop for nearly seven or eight hours. .

   He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, looking tired and cold, he called Zheng Xingzhou, his thin lips parted lightly: "Get out."

after an hour.

  Sitai high-level clubhouse, special box, low light, billiard hall and game hall are all available, the area is vast and extravagant, it is completely a special event for aristocrats of aristocratic families, and the source of money is profligate.

   Zheng Xingzhou raised his fingertips to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, tasted the faint smell of blood, and scolded softly.

   "Relieved? You're really **** fighting!"

  The sleeves of Shi Jingnian's shirt were folded up, revealing the cold white wrist bones, and there were a few small new wounds left on the fingers. Apart from the usual indifference and aloofness, there was an indescribable ruthless beauty.

   Under the blurred and chaotic light and shadow, that face was extremely beautiful, and the expression in his eyes was terrifyingly cold.

   "I said, don't involve her."

   Zheng Xingzhou sat on the sofa and wiped his face with alcohol and cotton balls, frowning in pain, but smiled casually.

   "It's been more than two years, and there is no one around. You should really ask yourself."

   He stood in front of Shi Jingnian: "I said that I don't love and care, and I get angry with such a little thing. What are you planning, eh?"

   This question was obviously not answered by the other party.

  Perhaps, the answer already exists in my heart.

   Shi Jingnian's face was cold, his eyebrows and eyes were in the shadows, and he couldn't tell clearly. After a long while, he stretched out his hand to him and spit out a word: "Smoke."

   Zheng Xingzhou was surprised for a second or two, looked at him, and finally threw the cigarette and lighter in his pocket to him.

The man stood in front of the window, lowered his eyes and lit the cigarette, his face was extremely ugly, his thin lips were biting the cigarette, and he smoked so hard. The rising smoke blurred the eyebrows.

   At the end of the draw, the whole box is like a fairyland in the legend, filled with smoke.

   Zheng Xingzhou choked to death, coughing, and looked at the back in front of the window with a complicated expression.

   After a night, it was dawn.

   Shi Jingnian picked up the suit jacket on the sofa, with red blood in his eyes: "Thank you."

   dropped such a sentence, and he walked out.

  “?”

  Thank you for letting me smoke second-hand smoke all night and still look shattered, what the **** can I afford?

  …

  Shijia's old house, with profound heritage, classical design, as ancient and solemn as old old wood, spacious and elegant living room, elegant oil paintings hanging on the walls, black glazed pottery pots and flower bottles on the wooden table, beautifully trimmed flowers and branches.

   is very stylish.

   is a place where Fu Jiadi dared not walk in even in her dreams. She suppressed the greed and excitement in her eyes and sat on the sofa with Shi Xiangyou, looking at the other people on the sofa crampedly.

   This should all be yours!

  Old man Shi was sitting in the main seat, followed by the fourth son of the Shi family. There was still an empty seat, and his face was pale, showing the nobleness and arrogance of a noble family.

   Those who are oppressed by the atmosphere can't breathe.

   "Call Grandpa." Shi Xiangyou said.

   "Grandpa is good." Fu Jiadi tried to make himself smile generously and decently, but the cowardice and arrogance he showed still exposed himself.

   (end of this chapter)