Gu Beiyan, who was holding her breath, breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was going to do something.

Ahn Ran-hee opened the window outside, climbed onto the windowsill with his small body, swung his legs in mid-air, pressed the lighter with one hand, lit the cigar, and smoked as Zhongli usually did.

"Ahem!" Covering his mouth and coughing softly, I really don't understand, why do some people like this taste!

"Wake up, what are you doing standing there?" Ahn Ran-hee spoke, and the faint sound of a man stepping on the carpet amplified in her ears.

The faint moonlight sprinkled on her, pulling out a slender shadow, quiet and beautiful.

The man lay on the recliner with his hands in his pockets, swaying gently, without accusing Ahn of messing with his things.

"Your hands are not suitable for cigarettes."

Ahn Ran-hee chuckled and looked at her hands, because she had been holding a gun all year round, she had a layer of calluses on her hands, although it was not thick, but it was obvious, "My hand is holding a gun." ”

"You can shake my hand." Gu Beiyan stared at her long hair fluttering gently with the evening breeze.

An Ranxi took a puff of his cigar and exhaled a faint smoke ring, "You don't have to go to work tomorrow, why don't you sleep?" ”

"Cigarettes don't come like this, women still don't smoke them."

The man didn't know when he stood up and took it from her hand, even with a cigar movement, it was so beautiful.

"Even women can kill, what else can't be done." An Ranxi sneered, "The thinking is so backward, feudal. ”

The man looked displeased, he was backward and feudal?

A hand went under her armpit, and cigars were casually dropped on the balcony floor, carrying her down like a child.

"Not afraid of falling?"

An Ranxi shook his head, "The last time I went on a mission, I fell from such a high place, and it didn't matter, I just couldn't walk for a few months." ”

The surging light was in the black pupils, "Why do you want to be a killer?" ”

"Because, I didn't have a choice." Ahn Ran-hee said plainly, as if he was telling other people's stories.

"If I don't do it, I'll starve to death on the street. Cigars like the cigar you just threw on the ground are nothing to you, but for others, it may be more than half a month's worth of food. ”

"Why did you tell me?"

"Didn't you ask me?"

The good-looking eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the eyes that looked at Gu Beiyan were like looking at their lover, gentle and infatuated.

But Gu Beiyan didn't like her eyes, as if he was looking at another person through him, which made him very unhappy.

"Aren't you afraid, I'll kill you?"

"Can you beat me?" Gu Beiyan pinched her thin arm, "Don't crush your thin arm by me all at once." Zhongli Yuan taught you anything, no muscles. ”

An Ran was furious, took Gu Beiyan's hand and bit it hard, for Gu Beiyan, it was like tickling.

"Not strong enough. The worst thing for a woman to be a killer is that she is easy to be emotional, and with feelings, it is difficult to succeed. It's like you see me, like you see someone you like, you can't do it, so you fail. ”