"Fart! Why doesn't it have anything to do with me? Ruan Shiyan was excited, and the swear words came out.

"Your so-called punishment is for me, the bullet is in my body, if it all is called okay, then how can it be considered a relationship? Do you have to eat the bullets? ”

Ren Yi frowned, and there was a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

"There are really a lot of crooked reasoning in women."

Ruan Shiyan's reason sounds like that at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, the more you think about it, the more it becomes that kind of thing.

She is a kidnapped hostage, a bargaining chip.

How do kidnappers have the final say on the chips and the turn to get the chips?

Of course not.

And Ruan Shiyan was racking her brains thinking about how to help Song Zehan resolve the matter of "kneeling", but suddenly heard Song Zehan call her name.

Or full name.

"Ruan Shiyan."

She put away her thoughts, followed the voice, and the moment Song Zehan's eyes collided in the air, he called out her name again.

The sound was more certain than it had just been.

"Ruan Shiyan."

"How...... What's wrong? Ruan Shiyan didn't understand what he was going to do, but it was rare to be called by him like this, and she was really unsteady in her heart, "I tell you, you are not allowed to kneel!" ”

This is the second request, so Song Zehan kneels.

Then did the third or fourth one have to let Song Zehan go out and run naked, or even break one of his legs himself?

Ridiculous!

Song Zehan stared at her eyes full of distress and stubbornness, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

And then - slowly get down on one knee.

Of course, he can't kneel Ren Yi, but he can kneel Ruan Shiyan.

"We've done the ritual of proposing once, but it doesn't exist in your memory, so I've been planning to make it up to you again."

"It's a pity that the plan is not as fast as the change."

Ruan Shiyan's breath stagnated.

For a while, I didn't know whether to praise Song Zehan's wit, or to be busy brewing and moving.

"Yan Yan, our previous wedding ring, the one that belonged to you has been lost, so I re-customized a pair, but it hasn't been completed yet."

"And the plan was rushed, and I didn't want to use other props for a perfunctory purpose, so-"

Song Zehan tidied up the folds on his shirt and looked at Ruan Shiyan's eyes, so serious that he was almost religious.

"Miss Nguyen Shi Yan, I use all my power to ask you to marry me. I'm not good at rhetoric, but there's one thing - as long as you nod your head, my life is yours. ”

"It's all yours, it's yours and it's just yours."

"So—would you like to?"

Even though he was married to Song Zehan, seeing this scene, Ruan Shiyan still couldn't hold back her tears.

God knows how much she wanted to shout to the sky at this moment: Look, there is a man who loves her more than his own life.

Ruan Shiyan blinked uncontrollably and frequently, trying to relieve the tears by blinking and not letting the tears blur her vision.

But just as she was about to nod, Ren Yi directly pressed the muzzle of the gun against her chin, hooking the corners of his mouth and sneering.

The muzzle of the gun was cold and hard, and there was still residual warmth after the shooting, which made her particularly uncomfortable.

"Heh, if I hadn't seen it again and again, I really couldn't imagine that the man who was shuttling in the rain of bullets and bullets and had an unknown amount of blood on his hands would have turned into an infatuated species who showed affection all the time."

Ren Yi shook his head, and the muzzle of the gun rubbed repeatedly against Ruan Shiyan's jaw.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous."