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

Chapter 2779 Let her hold on!
Jinyu raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her seriously. Her eyebrows were like peaks, and her dark eyes were clear but bottomless, filled with gentle waves.

When he smiled slightly, he looked like a warm sun that could melt ice, a man as gentle as jade.

Mo Zixuan, he had always heard Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui mention this name before, his mother's childhood sweetheart, if his father hadn't been involved back then, he might never have had the chance to be born.

Thinking about it this way, he didn't want to call "Uncle" any more.

Jian Junxi finished the needle, and said while sticking the tape: "You should have finished reading the Four Books and Five Classics. If you haven't even learned the most basic etiquette, then read it again!"

The cold words didn't mean the slightest joke, so the little guy had no choice but to curl his mouth and shout softly: "Uncle...uncle..."

"Hey..." Mo Zixuan rubbed his head dotingly, and said with a smile, "My little nephew looks very much like my mother."

Jinyu looked away angrily.

Jian Junxi stood up straight, and said clearly: "I'll ask the servant to prepare breakfast, and wash up by the way, you stay with him first, I'll come back later!"

One big and one small turned their heads to look at her at the same time, their disdainful eyes were full of distrust.

Jian Junxi's eyes were like cold stars, and he said in a helpless tone, "It's not like you can't even wash your face and brush your teeth!"

"Then go and come back quickly." Mo Zixuan pulled the quilt for the little guy, and it wasn't until Jian Junxi went out that Jin Yu stretched out his hand and patted Mo Zixuan's hand away, looking like we were not familiar with each other.

"Hehe..." Mo Zixuan couldn't help but asked with a smile, "You don't seem to like me that much?"

A man who covets my mother, it's no wonder he likes you!

Of course, the little guy only dared to think about it in his heart, turning his head away angrily, very cute.

Mo Zixuan really wanted to rub his little head.

The little guy was very disgusted, and said coldly: "Don't touch me!"

Mo Zixuan remembered Jian Junxi's words, the child's IQ was extremely high, he smiled instead of anger, and asked tentatively: "Did you already know who I am?"

Jinyu didn't want to talk to him.

It happened that Jiang Lingxi brought breakfast, and the two of them temporarily ended their conversation.

Jian Junxi went back to the bedroom and plugged in the phone to charge it first, then went to take a shower...

Twenty minutes later, she changed into a black suit in the dressing room. Her falcon-like eyes were full of coolness, and under her high nose bridge, her red lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, which was extremely cold.

The cold facial features are matched with the black body, and the demeanor of the evil king is in every gesture. It is obviously beautiful and evil, but the cold eyes move, dangerous and evil, like a ruthless demon.

Wearing a rare famous watch on his left hand, he went back to the bedroom to pick up the charging phone.

It vibrated non-stop as soon as it was turned on. She opened the text message, and when she saw the message from Yan Rongliang, her face darkened, and she immediately called back.

"Master, Qin Li is very weak. She doesn't remember the other person's appearance, can't speak, and wants to see you, but now she fainted again. Would you like to take her home or come here?"

Yan Rongliang answered almost instantly, with an anxious voice.

A hint of worry flashed across Jian Junxi's cold blue eyes, and he was silent for a few seconds before moving his lips: "I'll pick her up after she's in a stable condition. I have something to do and I can't go for the time being. Let her hold on!"

"This... I... I know..." Yan Rongliang didn't expect her to make such an arrangement at all. Although she disagreed with it in her heart, she didn't dare to object.

After Jian Junxi pressed the hang up button, he took two steps on the spot, and finally sat on the sofa, his eyes, which were as vast as the sea, were a little bit sour, a little bit decadent.
(End of this chapter)