The Demon Marshal of the Republic of China (23)

However, before he could speak, Shi Xia nodded and agreed.

Fu Yun looked at Fu Chen on the main seat, his eyes were a little puzzled.

Doesn't his eldest brother like that kid very much, why don't he stop it now?

Several people sat in an embarrassing atmosphere for a long time, and finally Fu Chen said "Let's disperse", and a few people stood up and prepared to leave.

Mu Xilan then stopped Shi Xia, "Xiao Qin, if you don't want to pick up clothes with me, it's okay." ”

She stood up slowly, approached Shi Xia with a little staggering, and seemed to hold Shi Xia's wrist affectionately.

Shi Xia frowned and frowned, and his fingertips paused slightly at Shang Mu Xilan's worried gaze.

The meaning in Mu Xilan's eyes was to ask her not to go.

Shi Xia grabbed Mu Xilan's wrist, lowered his eyes, and shook his head lightly.

Mu Xilan wanted to say something more, but Fu Yu walked over in a few steps, grabbed her shoulders, and took her away without refusal.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said to Shi Xia with a smile: "Since Xiao Qin also wants to get it, let's go together." ”

Shi Xia's eyes fell on his shoulder holding Mu Xilan.

It was obvious that he used a lot of force, but Mu Xilan didn't have a painful look on his face, it looked like...

Get used to it.

Thinking of this, Shi Xia moved his gaze to Fu Yu, he was looking her up and down, and the emotion in his eyes made her very unhappy.

It was as if she had stripped naked and stood in front of him.

Pursing his lips with force, Shi Xia nodded at Fu Yu, and then followed behind him, the meaning was obvious.

She wanted to go to his Mu Xilan yard.

Fu Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in satisfaction, glanced at Mu Xilan with a warning eye, and took her out of the lobby with a step.

The backs of several people disappeared at the door, Fu Chen sighed slightly, and waved his hand to summon the attendants.

"Go and get the young marshal here."

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When he arrived at the courtyard, Fu Yu gently pushed Mu Xilan away, "You go and pour us a cup of tea." ”

Mu Xilan frowned tightly, her eyes were full of struggle, and in the end, she didn't know what she thought, her eyes lit up, and she turned around and staggered out of the yard.

For a while, there were only two people left in the courtyard, Fu Yu and Shi Xia.

Fu Yu's whole body obviously relaxed, slowly approached Shi Xia, leaned over and said in her ear: "If I'm not mistaken, Xiao Qin's real name should be Shi Xia, huh?" ”

With the warm breath of a man in his ears, Shi Xia forcibly endured the feeling of vomiting and said coldly: "It seems that it has nothing to do with Second Young Master Fu." ”

"It doesn't matter what!"

Fu Yu straightened up exaggeratedly, raised his hand dishonestly, and saw that he was about to touch Shi Xia's white cheeks, and the next moment, a sound of breaking wind came.

His pupils dilated violently, and his whole body fell to the side unconsciously, and then slammed into the wall, splashing a lot of blood.

It was the sound of a bullet being loaded, and the military boots wrapped around the straight calves, and Mu Yan slowly appeared.

He held a sniper rifle in his hand, his eyes drooped carelessly, and his slender fingers took out a handkerchief from his waist and gently wiped the surface of the gun.

The golden tassels on his shoulders hung down, reflecting the faint sunlight, the young marshal had a beautiful belt around his waist, outlining his lean waist, and the action of putting down the gun was crisp and neat, and his eyes slowly moved on Shi Xia's body.

He paused and said in a low voice, "Are you hurt?" ”

Before Shi Xia could answer him, a few breaking winds sounded, and many guards suddenly appeared in the courtyard, pointing at the two of them.

Fu Yu, who was lying on the ground, was helped up, his face so hideous that it was distorted.

"Isn't this the young marshal of the capital! How dare you go to Ben Shao's yard alone! It seems that the bait still works. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Shi Xia meaningfully, his eyes full of pride.