Bai Nuan looked at him quietly and nodded.

"It's full of bullets." Bai Nuan showed him the bullet in his hand, and then put down everything with a pale face, only one remained, put it on the chamber, and turned around.

"Now, tell me if you recognize me." Bai Nuan pointed his gun at him.

An Yang's eyes moved slightly, and he shook his head silently: "I'm sorry Miss...... I don't know you. ”

Bai Nuan snorted coldly and pressed the trigger, but there were no bullets.

And then......

She continued to repeat the operation, but this time ...... The wound was aimed at her head, her face was calm, but there was a faint scarlet under her eyes, which made people see that her current mood was wrong.

"After dawn, someone will come looking for you."

"Do you know me?"

She asked softly, the wind ruffling her hair and the corners of her eyes damp.

Yes, that's how she is, four years.

Why can he walk away and have to take care of everything?

He doesn't admit it, does he?

Okay, let's try it.

She is so crazy, a long time ago, Tang Zhizhou commented on her: When she goes crazy, no one can do anything.

"Yes, I know!" An Yang opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, he was afraid.

But Bai Nuan just stared at him, raised the corners of her lips, her back to the light, and the soft halo around her made her look so gentle.

"My Anyang, he never called me that." Bai Nuan said, and his hand was about to be buckled.

"Nuan Nuan—"

His near-roaring voice stopped her.

His eyes were red, and the corners of his forehead were bruised, and he wanted to break free, but he couldn't.

Not at all.

Where can he accept his warmth and die in front of him.

Not so much four years ago, and even less so now.

"Don't you deny me?" Bai Nuan jumped out of the car and stepped barefoot on these gravels, it hurt, but she didn't frown, just approached and looked into his eyes.

Her voice was hoarse, and she was a little in pain, and her heart ached.

"Nuan Nuan ......" he looked at her helplessly, not knowing what to say.

This way of meeting is not what he thought.

Bai Nuan's eyes were faintly covered with a layer of water, and she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist and buried her head in his shoulder.

He still had the same smell of shower gel as hers, but it was a little more of a male hormone than before.

He froze, nephrite delicate.

He felt the wetness around his neck.

His warm ...... Crying.

"Warm Warm...... I'm sorry, you hit me, don't cry, don't cry......" He didn't know how to coax, so he just rubbed his head against her hair, and his voice was a little hoarse.

The man who killed decisively, the boy who grew up from stepping on blood, now has no temperament at all, and is only thinking about how to coax her.

As soon as she cried, he felt his heart throb.

Bai Nuan opened his mouth and bit his shoulder, hard.

Even when she tasted the sweet smell, she didn't let go.

Such pain made him understand that this was not a dream.

"Warm Warm...... Don't cry...... "An Yang still coaxed her, coaxing her with the same soft tone as before, but her voice was no longer the clear and moist of her youth, with a little hoarse and low.

He still pampered her very much, for fear that she would hurt.

Bai Nuan bit hard, as if he was about to bite off a piece of meat.

He is a bastard, knowing that she likes him, he likes it and does whatever he wants.

For thousands of days and nights, she had nothing, and she couldn't find this bastard anywhere.

He deserves to hurt.