Chapter Seventy-Nine: Will Your Grandpa Like It?

When the woman rescued him that night, she knew by her skills and marksmanship that she was not simple.

Leng Yan touched his chest, if he can't find it, forget it, he will meet by fate.

Mu Yanxin, who was asleep, was awakened by a warm gaze, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Gong Yifeng sitting at the head of the bed looking at her with a hot gaze.

Mu Yanxin: (o ฬ†ะด ฬ†)o

"How long have you been watching here?" Coming to this world, Mu Yanxin felt that her alertness had deteriorated, and she didn't even feel that someone was sitting on the head of the bed.

Fortunately, he is not an enemy, otherwise she would not have enough nine lives.

"I've just sat down for ten minutes!" Gong Yifeng bent down on top of Mu Yanxin, leaned his face close to her and said.

There was a sudden weight on his body, and he felt the masculine aura of Gong Yifeng's words rushing towards him, Mu Yanxin pushed him with a red face: "Get up, you are too heavy." โ€

Gong Yifeng looked at Mu Yanxin with burning eyes: "Is it heavy?, you have to get used to this weight, after all, it will ...... in the future."

Sensing what Gong Yifeng was going to say behind, Mu Yanxin hurriedly stretched out his hand and covered his mouth: "Shameless, you get up, I'm going to get up." โ€

Looking at Mu Yanxin's annoyed and angry face, Gong Yifeng sat up when he saw that it was good, he couldn't force her to rush now, lest it backfire.

Seeing that he got up and no longer pressed himself, Mu Yanxin looked at his body in the quilt, fortunately he didn't take off his clothes, so he directly lifted the quilt and quickly got up to wash.

Gong Yifeng looked at her back as she got up in a hurry, hooked the corners of her mouth in a good mood, picked up the pistol next to her, and sighed again Mu Yanxin's brain is sometimes quite good.

"Here, are you satisfied?"

Seeing Mu Yanxin come out, Gong Yifeng threw the gun in his hand to her.

Mu Yanxin took the gun and looked at the appearance as the one on the design drawing, but he didn't know how to use it.

As soon as his mind moved, he turned the gun to Gong Yifeng and opened the hidden weapon at him.

Gong Yifeng looked at her straight and said, "There is no time to put the concealer inside." โ€

Mu Yanxin put down the gun in disappointment when she heard this, "It's a pity!"

"Is it a pity that the murder of her husband didn't succeed?" Gong Yifeng asked when she saw her disappointed expression.

Mu Yanxin touched the gun and said casually: "There is a hidden weapon inside, and it is more than wrong to dodge it with your skills." โ€

Gong Yifeng: โ•ฎ(ใ€‰_ใ€‰)โ•ญ

"Others are sure, you may not be, the last time I saw your shooting level, I think it is really a bit difficult for me to dodge this hidden weapon. Gong Yifeng looked at her and said seriously.

"Did you think your grandfather would like it?" Mu Yanxin asked suddenly.

"You knew it when you gave it to him. "Such a creative gun, Gong Yifeng thought that grandpa would not only like it, but also like the current Mu Yanxin.

Mu Yanxin: (ใƒผ_ใƒผ)!!

You knew it when you gave it to him?

Didn't she feel a little apprehensive in her heart, afraid that the old man would not like it, so she asked him! After all, it was his grandfather, and he must know the old man's preferences.

As a result, I asked in vain... Mu Yanxin couldn't help but glance at him.

Never mind... Now that she's sure to send it out, she doesn't have to ask if she likes it or not, anyway, it's her heart, let him be an old man...

Seeing Mu Yanxin sitting in a daze, Gong Yifeng walked over and wrapped his hands around her: "What do you want?"

Ever since he had the idea of accepting Mu Yanxin, every time he saw her, Gong Yifeng couldn't help but want to hug her and kiss her...

Looking at Mu Yanxin's hands, Gong Yifeng frowned, when did his self-control become so bad?