God, don't be so arrogant

Chapter 172
Ji Lingfeng carried Ning Xia directly to the second floor.

Originally, I wanted to teach her a lesson, but I saw that she couldn't even sleep well.

Ji Lingfeng couldn't bear it a little.

Ji Lingfeng went to the bathroom and wet the towel, and after a while, Ning Xia was cleaned up.

Put on clean underwear for Ningxia with your own hands.

Ji Lingfeng knows everything about Ningxia like the palm of his hand.

Ji Lingfeng remembered the pain Ningxia had suffered.

To put it bluntly, Ji Lingfeng has also personally experienced this kind of abuse of first love by the son of a wealthy family.

Fortunately, until now, she is still alive and well.

Looking at Ningxia's quiet profile, Ji Lingfeng's heart suddenly ached.

Thinking of the days when Lin Xue left, Ji Lingfeng felt cold all over.

His mind was full of hatred for Ji Xiaotian.

He hated him for taking away the two most important women in Ji Lingfeng's life.

Ji Lingfeng's long finger touched Ningxia's side face.

The weak temperature spread from the fingers to the limbs.

It made Ji Lingfeng feel better.

Ji Lingfeng took a sharp breath, lay on the bed with a crooked body, and hugged Ningxia's body tightly in her arms.

"Be good, be good again, and never leave for the rest of your life."

Ji Lingfeng whispered, and the warm breath just hit Ningxia's ears.

Ningxia pouted, frowned and scratched her ears.

"Don't make trouble, I want to sleep."

The soft, boneless little hand just hit Ji Lingfeng in the face.

Ji Lingfeng, who was holding back his anger, wanted to vent his anger, but seeing Ningxia's wanton sleeping position, his heart was so warm.

Ji Lingfeng wished he could directly soften Ning Xia to the bone with his naive sleeping posture.

This little girl is so charming when she is drunk.

Ji Lingfeng lowered her head and moved closer to Ning Xia's face.

"you want to sleep?"

After finishing speaking, he rubbed Ningxia's tender cheeks with his nose.

Ningxia only felt that Su Wenhao's voice was in his ears, and the stories that flashed in his mind were all about their sweet past.

Ning Xia squinted and smiled lazily.

"Little mouse, if you torment me again, I won't like you anymore."

The small and soft whispers were extremely clear in Ji Lingfeng's ears.

Five fingers clenched tightly, crackling.

"Damn it, I, Ji Lingfeng, must spoil you too much."

Ji Lingfeng stood up impatiently.

Looking down, he saw the painting in the corner.

Ji Lingfeng gritted her teeth, extremely angry!

Kicked over the packaged painting.

The quiet girl frowned slightly, her small mouth tightly pursed.

There is gentle timidity in the eyes, like a deer, which makes people feel distressed.

Ji Lingfeng clenched his fists and looked at Ningxia coldly.

"The paintbrush that has been in the dust for four years, because of you Ningxia, I, Ji Lingfeng, willingly pick it up again."

Ningxia turned over innocently.

"Although, even though I forced you to submit that day, don't you know why I did those things?"

Ning Xia snorted softly, rubbed her itchy nose, and continued to sleep while hugging the soft quilt.

Ji Lingfeng's anger soared again.

He tore off the quilt on Ningxia's body.

Ji Lingfeng grabbed Ningxia's arm and lifted half of her body.

"Sleep sleep, sleep sleep, you know sleep, you wake me up."

There are more and more angry elements in the air.

Even the blue veins in Ji Lingfeng's neck wished that Ningxia's face would be covered in blood.

Ning Xia was angry, and this time he was really angry.

Ever since I closed my eyes, one voice after another has been drifting through my mind.

(End of this chapter)