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

Chapter 1082 What does it mean to be okay temporarily?

"Eh..." "Hmm..." The two of them responded at the same time, their faces looking serious.

Seeing their expressions like this, Nangong Jing felt inexplicably flustered, and asked with a frown, "Uncle, aunt, did something happen to him?"

Yang Hui pointed to the study on the first floor, and said hoarsely, "Let's talk inside!"

"Okay..." Nangong Jing's face was darker than Ziye's, and her heart seemed to be covered with stones, getting heavier and heavier.

He followed Yang Hui to the study room. Lin Yiyi made three cups of tea and sat down beside Yang Hui.

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other, but no one spoke. The huge study was so quiet that a needle could be heard...

"Gong Jing, you don't look very well, are you sick?" Lin Yiyi asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I just got a cold, and it will be fine in two days..." Nangong Jing endured the pain and took a sip of tea, with worry in her brows and eyes.

"That's good, you must pay more attention to your body, you know?" Lin Yiyi was like a nagging mother.

Gently exhorted, causing Nangong Jing's cold heart to feel warm, and her thin lips moved slightly: "Thank you, auntie, I will..."

Yang Hui looked at him with deep eyes, didn't know how to speak for a long time, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

Lin Yiyi's clear eyes were as tender as mountains and rivers, and she asked softly: "Gong Jing, Auntie has always wanted to ask you, why did you choose Junxi? Instead of Xueer and my daughter?"

Nangong Jing's eyes paused slightly, and the deep eyes were as vast as the deep sea, revealing an intoxicating tenderness.

After a few seconds of silence, the thin lips moved slightly: "I don't know, I just think he is what I want in my heart!"

"Where do you want to go?" Lin Yiyi's clear eyes were full of doubts, and Yang Hui felt the same way.

The corners of Nangong Jing's lips curled into a slight arc, as if bitter and helpless, and said in a deep voice: "I can't say, but I think he is the one I want to find the most.

Many times, I would unconsciously regard him as Xueer, I always thought that the Jian Xuexi you mentioned was him.
Actually, I am also very contradictory, but I am sure, I love him, I want to be with him..."

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui looked at each other, a hint of helplessness flashed in their calm eyes, more like An Xin, whether Yang Feixue or Jian Xuexi, after all, they are all Jian Junxi, right?
Nangong Jing's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, only he knew how nervous his heart was, and asked lightly: "I don't know what uncle and aunt mean by asking like this?"

"It doesn't mean anything, I just feel...something, I want to talk to you..." Yang Hui put down his teacup, and opened his mouth hesitantly.

Lin Yiyi's eyes were instantly filled with waves, like the sea of ​​thousands of stars reflected in the water, quiet and sad, lying in Yang Hui's arms, choked up and unable to speak.

Their heavy expressions made the air feel oppressive...

Nangong Jing's heart was in a mess, as if someone had stuffed it with weeds, and asked anxiously, "Did something happen to him?"

After speaking, he stood up excitedly and pulled the wound on his body. The pain made him gasp, but he pretended to be calm and looked at the couple, the blood on his face faded.

Lin Yiyi's eyes flickered slightly, and there were complexities in her eyes, more of which were sentimental.

Yang Hui lowered his eyes, the flickering light in his eyes was like an aging electric lamp, and said hoarsely: "Don't worry, it's fine for now, you sit down first."

"What do you mean it's okay for now?" Nangong Jing's heart was pounding, as if it was about to pop out of her throat, and her legs were trembling invisibly.

(End of this chapter)