However, as soon as she dialed the phone, she saw a black car coming in her direction.

The car door was opened, and Lu Qingchen's tall figure appeared in Song Xingran's field of vision.

At this moment, Xiao Yang was holding a gun in his hand and was attacking the person opposite.

Lu Qingchen held his mobile phone in one hand and a gun in the other, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the caller ID on his mobile phone.

The corners of the mouth were hooked.

Eyes are tender.

It's just that when he looked at the enemies on the other side again, his eyes were full of gloom and gloom.

Song Xingran saw Lu Qingchen coming, just looking at his figure, he breathed a big sigh of relief in an instant.

Inexplicable peace of mind.

In her memory, as long as Lu Qingchen is there, she will be safe and sound.

That's why she subconsciously dialed his phone, right?

Song Xingran laughed self-deprecatingly and put the phone back in his pocket.

The other party now has a gun in her hand, even if she knows how to defend herself, but she still has her senses.

She couldn't rush out, the bullets didn't have eyes.

Lu Qingchen took the gun, shot at the other party accurately, and approached Song Xingran with a steady step.

The opponent's firepower is getting weaker and weaker.

Song Xingran, who was hiding behind the car, raised his eyes and met Lu Qingchen's bottomless eyes.

She opened her mouth to say something, but the words could not be spoken.

The thumping gunfire rang out again, and Lu Qingchen dodged neatly and protected her in his arms.

Song Xingran fell into his arms, and a warm and refreshing breath surrounded her, familiar and nostalgic.

The bullet hit the body, the sound became louder and louder, and the other party seemed to be approaching without fear of death.

Lu Qingchen hit the opposite side mercilessly.

Song Xingran raised his eyes to look at him, his bright eyes were unblinking, glowing with a little starlight.

His bony fingers held the gun, and his side face was as sharp as a knife, and at this moment, he was handsome and arrogant.

That fierce aura is very powerful.

seemed to notice that the person in his arms was looking at him, and a smile of interest appeared in Lu Qingchen's eyes.

"Dye."

He called softly, his voice magnetic and deep.

"Huh?" 
Song Xingran subconsciously responded, waiting for his next step.

"Don't look at me like that. I would be distracted. ”

He said slowly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Song Xingran: "......"

Suddenly there was some embarrassment, but more of it was from the shyness of the heart.

Lu Qingchen's insight has always been very keen, so it is naturally easy to find himself staring at him.

She hurriedly looked away.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that Lu Qingchen hugged her tighter again.

It was as if he was going to rub himself into his blood.

And at this moment, the opponent's firepower seemed to be gathering more and more in their direction.

Lu Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the emotion in his eyes was unknown.

Suddenly, with a thud, a bullet hit his arm with the gun.

Song Xingran's eyes widened suddenly, looked at his hand, and asked nervously, "How are you?" ”

As he spoke, he was going to see his injuries.

The tone was anxious, as if he was about to cry.

Lu Qingchen let her go, looking at her nervous appearance, the smile in his eyes was even worse.

See, his dyeing still cares about him.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze becoming more and more gloomy.

Song Xingran saw that he was injured, and his hand was bleeding all the time, and her heart trembled, and she felt uncomfortable.

She was so anxious that she took the gun in his hand and shot it in the opposite direction.

This group of turtle grandchildren.

Damn it.