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The light in the master bedroom flickered with the curtain of the window, reflecting on the big bed, allowing Jiang Yansheng to see his handsome and profound face, which was a little blurry.

At this moment, she felt that she had met a madman.

A gun was forcibly stuffed into his hand, and he wanted to throw it, but he grabbed his wrist by the palm of his hand, and it hurt slightly.

Huo Xiumo's eyes were scarlet, his tall body blocked in front of her, and the strength exuded from his demeanor was even more wantonly occupying her senses......

"Don't dare to shoot?"

Huo Xiumo's voice was hoarse, almost spilling over the skin of her face: "Where did the courage of the shot that shot at me just now, go?" ”

Jiang Yansheng subconsciously wanted to avoid his strong breath, his eyes trembled slightly, and his gaze couldn't help but sweep to the man's bloodstained shoulder, silently, announcing something.

Her white fingers clenched the cold pistol and aimed it at his chest, and her dark eyes were extremely serious: "Don't think I dare ......"

"You dare." Huo Xiumo was held at gunpoint by her, but she did not dodge.

His words fell like thunder on her ears that were not broken: "I owe you." ”

The next second.

Jiang Yansheng really shot.

She hated the frustration of being applauded by him, as if he had thrown her a gun and she didn't dare to hurt him a bit.

Bang, the gunfire was deafening.

Huo Xiumo's chest was stained with blood in a large area, his tall body was bowed, but he did not move away, and the short hair on his forehead hid the cold background of his eyes.

Jiang Yansheng held the gun in both hands, forcibly kept himself calm, his eyes widened, he took a deep breath, and said calmly: "The first shot is what you deserve to do to me, one slap for one shot, you are not wronged." The second shot, it's you...... I deserved to be insulted just now. And one more shot. ”

Jiang Yansheng put the muzzle of the gun against his chest, pursed his lips and continued: "You shouldn't have imprisoned me to give you a baby. ”

She seemed calm, but there was a subtle impulse in her fingertips.

Huo Xiumo confessed what she said, his dark eyes poured out self-deprecation for himself, the severe pain in his chest made him hurt every word, his handsome face was bloodless, his long fingers were stained with blood, he held her wrist, moved his position to other places, and said in a low voice: "What you said is right, can you fight in another place?" ”

Jiang Yansheng was nervous for a moment, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at his wound.

Her eyes were red, and she couldn't fire this shot.

Huo Xiumo relied on his physical strength to support his consciousness, his deep eyes stared straight at her, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance deeply in his mind, his breath was deep and heavy, and the hot breath sprayed on her face.

In a few seconds, it was a long time for Jiang Yansheng at the moment.

She was thinking.

As long as you are ruthless, you can kill him.

The gun was already in her hand, aimed at his chest, and it was easy to kill this man.

He couldn't control her in a short period of time.

……

Jiang Yansheng's shot couldn't be stopped.

The light outside the window fell on her delicate face, a little white, her long eyelashes trembling finely, her nerves tense in her mind, and after a long silence, she was a little annoyed and threw away her pistol.

"Forget it."

She pretended to be indifferent, glared at the man's bloody chest, pursed her lips and said, "This shot is owed, I'll make up for it when your wound heals." ”

Huo Xiumo's back was straight, his strong muscles were outlined through his shirt, he lowered his head, lifted his eyelids and stared at her, and his thin lips overflowed with a smile in his indifferent tone: "Sorry for me?" ”

Jiang Yansheng was amused when he heard it, and said lightly sarcastically: "I don't want to have the blood of people like you on my hands." ”

She said no.

He put away the pistol and refused to give it to her.

It was as if he was going to make up for the gun when he was healed.

Even if Jiang Yansheng has a slight soft-heartedness, even if he can't bear it, he is unwilling to reveal it in front of men.

Huo Xiumo stared at her with deep eyes for a long time, and then his tall body slowly got up, and he stood on the edge of the bed, looking at the woman who was wrapped in the quilt and lying down again.

From this angle, you can only see the side face under her jet-black hair, which is very exquisite.

Huo Xiumo's deep eyes darkened for a while, and at this time, he opened his voice in a low voice and asked, "Second shot, you said I insulted you...... Didn't you enjoy it yourself? ”

Exploded!

Jiang Yansheng's legs were still swollen now, and he was angry when he heard this.

She got up suddenly, not caring about the quilt slipping off her body, her dark eyes shone with shame, and her white hand picked up the pistol under the pillow, aimed it at his chest, and pressed it hard.

Kill him!

But she pressed it several times, but no gunshots rang out.

Jiang Yansheng was stunned for a moment, only to find that there were no bullets.

Huo Xiumo saw that she really pointed a gun at him, her thin lips were pursed and she smiled, and some yin owls were hidden under her eyes.

Jiang Yansheng smashed the pistol without bullets at him angrily.

"I enjoy?"

In the room, she took a deep breath and scolded angrily: "If I kill you. The root is bitten and swollen, do you enjoy it? ”

Jiang Yansheng was almost angry with this shameless man.

Huo Xiumo endured the sharp pain in his chest and shoulders, picked up the pistol that fell on the floor, played with his long fingers silently, lifted his eyelids and said to her, "I'll give you some bullets?" ”

Jiang Yansheng didn't want to see him for a minute or a second now, he hated it when he saw it, and said with a straight face: "Get out." ”

She shouldn't have to bear it.

This kind of man, what is there to be soft on him.

Huo Xiumo saw that she was angry, and he didn't stay any longer, confiscated the pistol directly, put it in his trouser pocket, and walked out without saying a word.

The others were gone, and the room still smelled faintly of blood.

Jiang Yansheng lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on his body and quilt, and there were also some traces of his blood.

Is.

I'm not afraid of pain at all, I deserve to die.

Huo Xiumo walked out of the room, his palms were propped up on the wall, the heart in his chest was about to lose its frequency, his pupils suddenly shrank, his tall body was slightly lowered, and he knelt on one knee on the floor.

Blood, drop by drop, also fell to the ground.

The bodyguard quickly stepped forward: "Mr. Huo." ”

Huo Xiumo raised his head, his dark eyes were full of anger at this moment, and he endured it and ordered in a deep voice: "Send me to the hospital." ”

……

Without Huo Xiumo here, he may have sought justice for himself.

Jiang Yansheng slept very steadily this night, and when he woke up, he was in a good mood.

She stretched out her hand, rubbed her long hair, yawned a little, and when she lifted the quilt and got up, she saw blood stains on the bed, and she only stiffened for a few seconds, so she went to the bathroom to wash.

But ask Huo Xiumo if he is dead, everything is no different from usual.

She has a good appetite and sleeps soundly.

In the eyes of the servant, being raised by a man is really heartless.

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