In the warm afternoon, Luo Qinghan put on his clothes with great energy, like a well-fed beast.

"Xiao Su'er, you can rest well today." Luo Qinghan looked at Su Qingge, who was sleepy on the bed, and leaned over her red lips to take a sip.

Su Qingge stretched out his hand and pushed his face away, "You give the old lady to die." ”

Luo Qinghan, this bastard, is still energetic after not sleeping all day, but I didn't expect that in the end she wouldn't be able to get up, he can go to work with a fart, damn it...!

"My wife has worked hard~." Luo Qinghan grabbed her little hand and bit it gently, "I'll cook some food and treat you when I come back in the evening." ”

Su Qingge covered his head with the quilt and said sullenly, "Count yourself interesting, come back quickly after finishing your errands." ”

"Yes, wife."

In other words, it is really not easy to let Luo Qinghan cook a meal.

......

Today's weather seems to be pretty good.

Luo Qinghan came to the company and ordered a series of things, and then made a phone call to buy some vegetables, and looked at the time, it was already more than 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

With the dishes in hand, he walked all the way to the villa.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the villa, he smelled a smell of blood, and his feet were beaten, and he analyzed the owner of the blood in his mind.

After making sure that it wasn't Su Qingge, Xiao Da and Xiao Xiao, he shrugged his shoulders and walked to the door.

"Why don't you do something for Xiao Su'er today... Anyway, I haven't cooked for a long time, and I have to let Xiao Su'er teach it. Talking to himself, Luo Qinghan pressed the fingerprint reader to open the door.

At this time, a black shadow rushed towards him, the blue-black light in Luo Qinghan's eyes did not change, and as soon as he retreated, the man pounced.

The man pounced, and before he could get up, Luo Qinghan's empty hand swept to his waist, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the top of the man's head with a "click".

He squinted at the person in front of him who couldn't see clearly, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're Mo Huo, right?" ”

Mo Huo was dull there, his face was dirty and he couldn't see the expression clearly, he just knelt in front of Luo Qinghan, reached out and hugged his feet, "Please... Kill me! ...”

Luo Qing looked at him coldly, and his tone was like an ice edge, "Let go." ”

Mo Huo was stunned for a moment and let go of him.

Kneeling on the ground, his whole body looked a little desolate.

"Luo Qinghan, I know you can kill me with one shot, so, I beg you to kill me now."

Luo Qinghan, "......"

To be honest, Luo Qinghan was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that Mo Huo, who was almost the same as him, would fall into such a field, and now, he actually knelt in front of him like a dog and begged him to kill him.

Although Luo Qinghan knew that Mo Huo was no longer a threat to him, he still felt unhappy.

Especially the bomb incident.

If it weren't for Xiao Da who would defuse the bomb, it is estimated that his little Su'er and two precious children would have died at his hands.

"You're talking about this now, isn't it?" Luo Qinghan's voice was as cold as frost, like a cold wind and a moon.

"Kill you, I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty, you know?"

"Please, kill me... I know you can... Didn't you really want to kill me before? Why don't you kill me now? Mo Huo stretched out his hand and wanted to grab his trouser legs, but Luo Qinghan retreated without a trace and looked at him coldly.

"I think it's better to keep you alive than to die."

Let him die? Hehe, he himself is not so idle, his wife has spoken and said that he doesn't have to worry about this matter, so he won't care, and there are people who want to kill him, and they don't need to come in person.

"Nope! No..."Mo Huo saw that Luo Qinghan was going, and knelt down and moved a few steps forward quickly, "Luo Qinghan, I beg you to kill me... I really can't live anymore..."

In fact, he knew that he had to face reality.

When he pretended to be crazy and stupid before, he knew how much he wanted to be a madman and live in the world of his imagination forever, he thought about it, but he had to face the reality.

Yesterday at sunset on the top of the mountain, he jumped down the mountain with Su Yueyue in his arms, and wanted to die with Su Yueyue, but he didn't expect him to come back to life, broken ribs, 7, but he still didn't die, and he jumped down like this, his Yueyue, and the body was gone.

There was running water below, and he followed the water to find it, but he couldn't find it.

Disheartened, he only wanted to be liberated.

Whether it was Su Qingge or Luo Qinghan, as long as he could let him die, he would feel happy.

"Luo Qinghan, kill me... I beg you..."

He grabbed the corner of Luo Qinghan's clothes with red eyes, and stared at the gun in Luo Qinghan's hand.

How he wished that the shot would just shoot through his head and free himself like that.

"It's your business if you want to die, don't look for me." Luo Qing looked a little irritable with a cold face, carrying the dishes.

If Xiao Su'er hadn't said it, he would really want to destroy this man with one shot, of course he couldn't do this kind of thing at the door of his house.

"I beg you..."

"Don't be noisy, can't you still have some confidence?" Luo Qinghan's tone was so cold that he looked at Mo Huo at this time, as if he was looking at a clown jumping off the beam.

I really didn't expect this blow to make Mo Huo look like this, and now he actually had the nerve to stay in front of his door and beg him to kill him.

SHIT！ I really don't want to care.

"Luo Qinghan, I know... I know you're annoying me and hating me right now, but please, just one shot, just kill me... I'm not going to waste much of your time. Mo Huo still stared, begging in a hoarse voice, and the pleading carried the sadness that others didn't understand.

Luo Qinghan is not Mo Hu, so he doesn't know how he feels, as an ordinary person, Luo Qinghan's current temper is still polite to him.

"If you want to die, don't beg for death at my door, you can clean and slip down with one shot, let me collect your body?" Luo Qinghan's eyes were shining, and he looked at Mo Huo's dull eyes.

Unexpectedly, Mo Huo didn't even have the sharpness between his eyebrows, and now he looks like he is 50 years old.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... But please kill me... Without Yueyue, I can't live anymore..."Mo looked at Luo Qinghan blankly, and prayed humbly.

Luo Qinghan looked at his vicissitudes of life and frowned fiercely, MD, the current Mo Huo is really uncomfortable to look at.

"You want to die? Good. Luo Qinghan's blue and black eyes flashed slightly, and he made up his mind.

"This gun, bring it back by yourself, love it to death." As he spoke, he threw the gun in his hand into his arms.

Mo Huo immediately grabbed the gun in his hand and protected it in his arms.

Luo Qinghan turned around and opened the door, his back was defenseless.

Mo Huo looked at Luo Qinghan's defenseless back, and suddenly felt a sense of hatred in his heart.

If it weren't for him... If Luo Qinghan dies... Then Su Qingge is his next Su Yueyue...

Stupid thoughts came out of his mind, and the gun in his hand was raised unconsciously...

"Don't make a small move behind me, even if I'm an inch away from you, I can still dodge this bullet." Luo Qing's cold words floated over.

Mo Huo was startled and retracted the gun.