The small courtyard instantly resounded one after another gunshots, and Shi Xia only felt that his arm was numb, and he was violently dragged to the back of the house by the people next to him.

The roar was mixed with the sound of gunfire, and it was unusually chaotic.

But the people around him are still lazy, casually hanging their eyes, with long eyelashes on their beautiful pupils, and their temperament is lazy and transparent.

It's just that there is a smell of blood lingering on the tip of his nose, Shi Xia frowned, and glanced at the courtyard.

Many soldiers in military uniforms took the people who snatched Fu Yu's belt and beat them down one by one, blood splashed everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Then Shi Xia's eyes darkened slightly, and a pair of slightly cool hands gently covered her eyes.

The man was very close to her, and the warm breath was clear and shallow on the side of the face, bringing a tingling feeling.

"Miss Shi beware of nightmares."

The young marshal's voice was cold, but his tone was a little playful, he bowed his head to her ear and said lightly: "Miss Shi, I saved you this time, shouldn't I say something?" ”

"Report the young marshal!"

A soldier in military uniform walked over, but unexpectedly saw the young marshal almost sticking to the face of the "young man", his movements were extremely aggressive, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, quickly lowered his head, and stammered a little when he spoke: "The young marshal... The enemy has been annihilated! ”

He actually found out today that the young marshal has not been close to women for so many years because of ......

Like men?!

Not knowing that the soldier in front of him had misunderstood, Mu Yan removed the hand covering Shi Xia's eyes, leaned lazily against the wall, and glanced at the soldier sideways, "Clean up." ”

"Yes!"

The soldier turned around and walked away with great discernment, and drove all the soldiers away from where Mu Yan and Shi Xia were.

For a moment the air fell silent.

A slender figure not far away paused slightly when he saw the two of them, and followed the soldier out of the courtyard.

The smell of blood lingering on the tip of his nose became heavier and heavier, and Shi Xia turned his eyes to look at Mu Yan.

His face was pale, but the hand holding the sniper rifle was slightly out of strength, and he couldn't see it at all if he didn't look carefully.

"Host, Lord Yan is injured."

The 101 system popped out at the right time, reminding Shi Xia in a low voice.

"I know."

Shi Xia lowered his eyes and took out a handkerchief from his waist and handed it to Mu Yan lightly.

Looking at the white handkerchief in front of him, the young marshal's light crimson thin lips were slightly hooked, and he said with some amusement: "Miss Shi's handkerchief is not mass production." ”

"Don't forget it."

After Shi Xia finished speaking coldly, he was about to take back the handkerchief.

The next moment, he was grabbed by the wrist of the young marshal.

He glanced sideways at her, bent down to place the sniper rifle on the ground, and with his other hand pulled out a delicate locket from his waist.

With a flick of his slender fingers, he lifted the lid of the locket.

He then tossed the locket into the air and grabbed the bracelet with precision, and the locket fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes half covered the scarcity in his pupils, and his slender fingers held the bracelet and gently put it on Shi Xia's wrist.

The girl's skin is porcelain white, and it looks more and more moist and beautiful under the background of the bracelet.

"It's a good fit."

The young marshal smiled lightly and withdrew his hand.

The two fingers rubbed unconsciously, as if they were still reminiscing about the girl's soft skin.

Shi Xia didn't take off the bracelet, only frowned slightly.

Just such a small action also made the young marshal's body stiffen slightly for a moment.

He lowered his eyes, took out a handkerchief from his waist and handed it to Shi Xia, still looking careless.

"Wipe it, dirty."