Jing Tian had no choice but to stop, turned around and walked towards Zhao Jiaxue, saying with an embarrassed smile: "I'll carry it for you, and you can go to the kitchen. I'm afraid Nan Lingxi doesn't know the arrangement of the dishes and chopsticks."

"Why, why are you so relieved when we go to get it, but you don't feel at ease when she goes to get it? Doesn't it mean that she is a three-year-old child in her eyes?" Zhao Jiaxue naturally did not miss this opportunity to kill someone with a knife, and her voice became even louder.

An octave.

"No, she doesn't have much experience in this area. She probably doesn't have a clue how much she should take." Jing Tian explained lightly, but as soon as Jing Tian said this, the sound of ceramics falling to the ground and breaking could be heard from the kitchen.

, and there was a continuous breaking sound and a "yah" scream from Nanlingxi.

No way... My eldest lady, if you can't do it, just slow down. Why are you moving so fast?

At this moment, a mysterious smile appeared on Zhao Jiaxue's lips, as if he had expected this scene. Jing Tian happened to turn his head and missed this scene, otherwise he would have understood that all this was actually premeditated! Of course, this was premeditated.

The target of the attack is not Nan Lingxi, but Liu Yaya. Nan Lingxi is just a scapegoat.

Jing Tian ignored Zhao Jiaxue beside him and rushed into the kitchen subconsciously. As he entered, he asked, "What happened? Are you okay?"

As a result, Jing Tian was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw broken ceramic shards all over the floor. There seemed to be blood overflowing from Nan Lingxi's ankles. It must have been scratched by the fragments after the ceramic bowl fell to the ground and broke.

Nan Lingxi’s crystal-clear skin.

The princess in Nanlingxi is really in the advanced stage of cancer!

"I'm sorry, I just opened the cabinet door, but I didn't expect that the things inside lost their balance and all fell down. Maybe I used too much force and the vibration was too great." Nan Lingxi lowered his head.

I dare not look at the sky.

No one knows whether Nan Lingxi did it on purpose or not. This was naturally not part of the bitter plan. How could Nan Lingxi have expected that he would go to the kitchen to get the ceramic bowl?

How could he have expected that he would be framed by Zhao Jiaxue and break a bunch of dishes?

But whether Nan Lingxi is taking advantage of the situation or not, I am afraid only Nan Lingxi himself knows this.

At this time, Nan Lingxi's expression became a little nervous, like a child who had done something wrong, fearing that the teacher would criticize him. At this moment, Jing Tian actually felt that Nan Lingxi's expression was a bit nostalgic. Even Jing Tian himself

I don't even know why I think so.

Could it be that the timid and fearful Nan Lingxi is cuter? Jing Tian quickly shook his head in his mind, forcefully obliterating this strange thought, and then said calmly: "Is your foot okay?"

After Jing Tian said this, Nan Lingxi realized that a large mouthful of bright red blood spilled out from a shallow cut on his ankle. He felt no pain just after the blood flowed out, but felt some heat and subtle pleasure.

But at this moment, Nan Lingxi's tears were already welling up in her eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next moment.

I am afraid that as long as anyone criticizes her, the tears in her eyes will definitely burst!

When Jing Tian saw this, he immediately kicked away the ceramic shards blocking the road, then stretched out his hand to greet Nan Lingxi's face. Nan Lingxi closed her eyes subconsciously, as if she was about to be passed over by Jing Tian's hand.

It was melted by the hot temperature, as if the hand would leave a hot burn scar the next second it touched her cheek.

I have experienced that feeling personally before, and that hotness can completely burn my heart. I haven't felt it burning for a long time...

But the next second, Nan Lingxi discovered that Jing Tian's hand was gently placed on her head, and Jing Tian was stroking her hair like an elder. Jing Tian's voice was also heard in her ears.

Gentle comforting voice: "Don't cry, it's just a skin injury. I'll put a band-aid on it and it'll be fine later. Wait for me, I'll get it right away."

When Nan Lingxi opened her eyes, Jing Tian's hand was still on her head. At that moment, she was a little disappointed and sighed in her heart: Brother Jing, you have really changed. In kindergarten, you were not so comforting to a crybaby.

Oh, me, how I miss your hot hand gently touching my cheek again, and then saying those words that fascinate me.

However, although you are less romantic and soul-touching now, you are still so gentle...

Emotional Nan Lingxi is not a jerk, and what she wants in her heart is not being slapped and punished. She never thought that Jing Tian would hit her for such a piece of junk. After all, Jing Tian broke away from a big family, and he didn't want to be punished at all.

I would take action because of this thing. If I did, I'm afraid it would be deliberately making things difficult.

After a while, Jing Tian came back with the first aid kit. During the process, he ignored Zhao Jiaxue's chirping questions. Zhao Jiaxue's heart sank. She understood that Jing Tian was a little unhappy. How could Zhao Jiaxue not understand Jing Tian's unhappy expression?

After all, we have been together for several years.

Therefore, Zhao Jiaxue no longer pretended to be unable to move, and followed her to the kitchen carrying part of the breakfast that could not be placed flat on the table.

When he arrived at the kitchen, Zhao Jiaxue was stunned. After all, so many ceramic bowls were destroyed in Nan Lingxi's hands. How did Nan Lingxi do it? Although he had fallen into a trap, it was not like this.

It's an exaggeration. It really made Zhao Jiaxue think about it for a while, and he even admired his talent in making traps.

Just when Zhao Jiaxue came out of her thoughts, the scene in front of her made her unable to calm down. Jing Tian leaned over and squatted down. At some point, Nan Lingxi took off her clothes on her own initiative.

Exquisite, dignified and elegant dark blue high-heeled shoes, a cute little foot is just exposed in front of Jing Tian.

She was like a noble queen waiting barefoot for the Lord Knight's kiss, slowly raising her left foot, a little shy, but also a little expectant, with a happy blush on her cheeks.

As her jade feet got closer and closer to the well, at the same time, another layer of crimson was added to the blush on her cheeks.

Let me go, what's going on with your orgasmic expression? Should I turn around and leave?

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Jiaxue cried out. Her power of filth was recognized, but Jing Tian was not surprised by the filthy images that appeared in her mind.

However, Jing Tian didn't even think that Zhao Jiaxue existed, and just put the band-aid in his hand on Nan Lingxi's wound.
Chapter completed!