A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

Wen Yansheng put the gun back into his waist and jammed it, with a cold expression on his face, and stepped on military boots to Dayang's camp.

There were only two steps away from the man. He was taller and the other man was a head shorter, but he was no less imposing.

The collar of the black coat was tightly wrapped, and from his angle, he could only see a section of his fair and superior chin under the brim of the hat.

"Let's go."

When she came to her car, she opened the back seat herself and said, "Commander, please come first."

Wen Yansheng looked at her silently, then bent down and sat in the car.

Qi Song was the driver and saw the young lady and Jiu Ye sitting together in the rearview mirror. Both of them were looking out the window on their side without saying a word.

Until we returned to the base camp in Jinzhou.

It was a Western-style building. Wen Yansheng looked at the eaves across the street, where he was standing just now.

"what do you want?"

"Commander, go up and have a cup of tea first. Let's talk slowly if you have anything to do." She looked sideways at him like she was looking at a fish about to be caught in a fishing net.

It's a pity that Wen Yansheng didn't look at her at all, so he didn't notice the look. He was even thinking about something, so he opened the door and got out of the car.

She also got off his side.

In the living room, screen out all the servants.

Wen Yansheng stood by the closed door and had no intention of looking around. The two of them were walking in tandem.

But suddenly she stopped.

The moment he turned his head, the gun was pressed against his chin.

The person in front of him smiled lazily, his neck was surrounded by a collar, and only a beautiful androgynous face was exposed. The charming look in his eyes was not as flat as before.

Wen Yansheng's expression was particularly calm. He was forced to raise his chin slightly, lowered his eyelids, and stared at the man in front of him.

His eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and he also pulled out the gun from his waist and pressed it against his heart!

But he felt a tight softness against it. Wen Yansheng tightened his arms and said in a long drawl, "Can you speak seriously now?"

Lin Muqing's eyebrows jumped. His tone was different from before. Did he recognize her again?

"Commander, does the muzzle of this gun seem familiar to you?"

Wen Yansheng directly wrapped the muzzle of the gun against his chin with his other palm, and laughed with a scornful air that was not worried about misfire.

"Isn't it painted like this so that I can't recognize it?"

The specious words made her know clearly that he recognized her.

"Why don't you fire a shot and see if the bullet is yours?" She raised her head, and her specially painted eyes rose up to look particularly attractive and gorgeous.

She also took a step forward, but the gun pressed against her chest made her feel even more depressed.

This gesture is ambiguous and full of gunpowder.

"Then you can try to see which one is faster, you or me!"

Wen Yansheng uncontrollably took a step back, getting closer. The sweet fragrance filling his nose made him breathe lightly and then heavier.

The familiar fragrance started to smell from the car.

He only treats it as the same kind of aromatherapy or foreign perfume.

But from her sharp words, he was almost certain of one thing.

At the moment, her purpose is uncertain.

Wen Yansheng was not willing to give in at all.

The man in front of him seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I haven't tried the handsome man's marksmanship, how can I compare?"

She licked her lips and added: "How about we compete?"

next moment.

Wen Yansheng moved from her hand.

His eyes were lost for a moment, his breathing suddenly changed, and his expression changed drastically.

She was pressed against the door, unable to move, and twitched the painted pistol she was holding.

He bent his knees and tried to fight back, but she stepped on the upper of his military boots, and the distance between them took another step closer.

They were almost touching each other, closer.

Her thin pink lips uttered another ambiguous sentence, "Commander, please be careful of the gun misfiring."

Is it referring to this gun or that gun.

Wen Yansheng held a pistol in both hands, which was the only medium that prevented them from being completely attached. If he let go of either hand, he would be at a disadvantage.

But the disadvantage has been lost!

In desperation, Wen Yansheng's left hand threw away the bullet hole in his chin, and instead pinched her other bold hand. He looked directly into her eyes and said in a low, hoarse voice: "Lin Muqing!"

She didn't panic or acknowledge it at all, and the force on her wrist seemed to crush her.

A hard.

He pinched Wen Yansheng's wrist with his backhand and pressed it on the side of his face, restraining him from moving while smiling wildly.

"The handsome man is still thinking about her. If you be good, maybe I can be merciful to her~"

The ups and downs of emotions made Wen Yan lose some of his usual calmness.

He directly pierced the window paper and laughed in anger.

"You have such a plan. From the moment you appeared in front of the mansion, you planned it? Taking to the streets, taking hostages, seizing territory, and going around in such a big circle. What on earth do you want to play?"

That stunning face finally broke through the indifference and smiled, a smile that made people's hair stand on end.

But it also made her look stunning, handsome, good-looking and powerful.

She still pretended to be confused, "I don't understand what the commander is talking about, but I want to play with you."

Playing with you~

The protracted ending, and the chaotic technique just now, the left hand that could not move, and the free right hand Wen Yansheng stretched out to break her restraint and were pressed back together.

He had forgotten her amazing strength.

Everything almost drove him crazy.

"How do you want to play? I will accompany you to the end!"