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

Chapter 2178 Nangong Jing...don't sleep...

Although the brain was burnt to a daze, but still very clear in my heart, it is best not to sleep...

"You did it on purpose!" Nangong Jing took a deep breath, her tone full of helplessness...

"Hmm..." Jian Junxi admitted generously, feeling his heartbeat getting slower and slower, and began to rub his back again...

"Heh..." Nangong Jing couldn't laugh or cry, a cunning flashed in her black eyes, and she said in a slightly deep tone: "If you do this again, I will kiss you..."

Jian Junxi's face froze, he struggled for two seconds, and then slowly withdrew his hand back.

Nangong Jing immediately fixed her arm so that she could not move any more.

"You..." Jian Junxi realized that he had been fooled.

"Go to sleep, I'm really fine!" Nangong Jing raised a smile like a spring breeze on her face, but unfortunately, the night was too dark to see...

In terms of rank, if she doesn't recover her memory, she will be an ordinary little monk in Nangong Jing's eyes, without any aggressiveness at all.

Jian Junxi's eyelids are heavy, and his body is also very cold. After all, his rationality failed to overcome the drowsiness, and he fell asleep after a while...

So, after being silent for three quarters of an hour, Jian Junxi felt more and more that he was leaning against a huge piece of ice, and wanted to stay away from it, but found that he couldn't move, and opened his eyes in a daze...

And Nangong Jing in front of her, her body was frozen stiff, her breathing was extremely weak, and even the strong heartbeat, if you didn't listen carefully, you would almost lose it.

Jian Junxi was startled, the blood on his face faded, and he called weakly: "Nangong Jing..."

Nangong Jing didn't seem to hear it, and didn't respond...

"Nangong Jin...I'm cold...cough cough..." Jian Junxi's eyes were wet with tears, and there was an indescribable fear at the moment.

"Hmm..." Nangong Jing was indeed cold and numb, and her lazy voice seemed to have fallen asleep.

Still moving his stiff arm, he asked subconsciously, "Is it...better...?"

Jian Junxi felt a pain in his heart, and a mist quickly formed in the bottom of Huan San's eyes. He moved his hands and found that he was hugging him too tightly, and he couldn't break free.

The only thing that can move is the head, what should I do?
"Nangong Jing... don't sleep..." Whenever Jian Junxi thought that he would die, it was as if someone suddenly pushed her into an abyss.

The endless cold wind coiled around her body like millions of cold snakes, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Okay..." Nangong Jing squeezed out a word from her throat, but her closed eyelids did not move.

"You...cough cough...open your eyes...look at me..." Jian Junxi coughed until his face turned red, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Nangong Jing didn't speak again...

"Nangong Jing..." Jian Junxi called again...

"Nangong Jing..." He seemed to be unable to hear or feel it. He was as cold as an ice sculpture, and he didn't even move his slender eyelashes...

Jian Junxi was so anxious that he was overwhelmed. He called out more than a dozen times in a row but there was still no response...

Fear filled her heart, she was very afraid that she would be without him in the future, and she could no longer care about other things, so she kissed Nangong Jing's cold jaw with her warm lips...

It's just that his body has long been frozen...

"Gong Jing...you wake up..." Glittering teardrops slipped from her eye sockets, she raised her head vigorously, and kissed his frozen lips...

In fact, Nangong Jing didn't feel her kiss.
However, those desperate calls still made his residual consciousness hear it, as if the soul that had run away returned to its place in an instant, the consciousness returned to the mind, and finally woke up...

(End of this chapter)