When Lu Yiyi opened his eyes again, the sun was already shining, and the rain last night had stopped for some time, and even the ground could not see the slightest trace of rain and dew.

However, the traces on her body are obvious, the red and blue neck, collarbone, and even... Forget it, Lu Yiyi shook her head, she didn't want to look at it, she was sad to see it, but the strangulation marks on her hands and the swelling pain below reminded her that she should be ashamed and angry all the time.

There was no one in the bedroom, but there was a chair in front of the bed, which looked like someone had been sitting for a while.

He wasn't there, or he just went out, but obviously, for Lu Yiyi, it didn't matter.

She moved her feet and lifted the quilt, and there were indeed glass scratches on her feet, but at this time, there was an inexplicable layer of bandaged white gauze on the opening, and her thighs and feet had already been bandaged.

However, Lu Yiyi didn't pay attention, she immediately got up, left the bed, opened the wardrobe and suitcase, and it took only ten minutes to pack and go out...

…

West Hill Underground Shooting Range.

The reason why this place is called underground is not that it is an illegal club, but that it is only available to private members.

At this time, Liang Yuyao was carelessly holding a Type 9 pistol and aiming at the heart, and came to the heart.

Not... Not bad.

Liang Yuyao looked at his results with great satisfaction, and was about to put down the pistol, drink a bottle of soda, and praise his shooting level, but at this moment, a person walked to his side, took the pistol, as if venting, fired five shots in a row, as if he wanted to eat the target on the opposite side alive, and dropped the bullet clean.

Liang Yuxuan didn't seem to be very surprised by the result of the target on the opposite side, shrugged his shoulders, looked at the person who hit the ten rings with the gun, and was not ready to stop, and said with a smile: "I'll just say, if you are not a black-hearted financier and become a shooting athlete, you will definitely win the gold medal." ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Ya turned around, and before he put down the gun in his hand, he pointed at Liang Yuxuan, and asked coldly, "What did you ask me to do?" ”

Looking at the black muzzle, Liang Yuyao finally didn't have the feeling of sitting still, and hurriedly stretched out his hand, moved the muzzle in Shen Ya's hand a little away, and complained faintly:

"Didn't the shooting assistant tell you that the muzzle of the gun can't be pointed at people? What's the matter, you look bitter and hateful, and quarrel with your wild cat? Let me first state that I have never had any evil thoughts about your wild cat, I was just entrusted by Li Yang to take care of his Jiaojiao, and I happened to meet a wild cat and became suspicious of me. ”

Hearing Lu Yiyi, Shen Ya's expression became more and more gloomy and gray, it wasn't a quarrel, he made her strong, damn it, he actually used a strong one.

But yesterday's photos and words were still so clearly reflected in his memory that he could not get rid of them, and he was sure that if he drank today, and drank like that again, he would do the same thing.

What the hell did he do last night, he was a little broken, he just remembered that he was drenched in the rain, his head hurt, he drank a lot of wine, his head was dizzy, and then when he went back... However, he knew one thing clearly, as soon as Lu Yi said that she hated him, she seemed to say so.

Oh, that's sad. He didn't want to think about it, he couldn't do anything today if he thought about it, he needed to divert his gaze and distract himself, so Liang Yuyao's secret call came just right, and he didn't want to think about it. "President's Wife: Mr. Shen, We Divorce",

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