windy woman

?The opportunity finally came. Han Tang was going to leave the villa after recovering from his injury, and she, a prisoner, had to accompany him.

Everything happened in a split second. Han Tang happened to walk to the gate. He paused, quickly dodged and then backed away. Qing You just walked up to Han Tang at this time. Based on past experience, he didn't even think about bending over. He threw himself on the ground in front of him, one of them moved forward and the other backward in an instant, Han Tang had retreated behind Qing You, and Qing You had jumped in front of Han Tang.

Bang, there was a gunshot, and Qingyou's body just slid past Han Tang's body. After a slight pause, he still rushed forward. A trace of disbelief and surprise flashed in Han Tang's eyes as he quickly retreated. Stretching it over Qingyou to his chest, he dodged to avoid the safe zone behind the gate.

Qing You was forcibly changed direction by Han Tang and brought to the door, nestled in Han Tang's arms, Qing You opened his eyes and looked at Han Tang who was showing a surprised expression, the pain in his chest slowly spread, he looked down at the blood on his chest It gradually overflowed, staining the clothes in front of her red, Qingyou couldn't help raising her eyebrows and looked at Han Tang who was staring at her, God, why is she so unlucky, she just wanted to... take advantage of the chaos and escape.

"Am I going to die?" Wow, wow, how many times have I fought with the god of death, this time I can't escape.

"You can't die without me!" The domineering voice reached Xia Qingyou's ears, and she slowly lost consciousness and couldn't see anything.

A strong murderous aura surrounded Han Tang. The person who attacked just now had already been executed. He was deeply enraged, and issued a rare execution order. He mobilized a large number of people to kill the people on the poisonous path. This time, he Let them die badly.

Looking at Qing You lying unconscious on the bed, Han Tang frowned deeply, stood up and walked to Qing You's side, fixedly looking at Qing You who was in a coma, will this woman save him?So desperate to save him?He has experienced a lot of life and death, but there are not many opportunities to be so close to death.At that moment, he was not mistaken, it was the woman who rushed forward to block him, blocking the bullet that shot at him.

"Are you in heaven?" It hurts, the chest hurts so much, the drowsy Qingyou slowly opened his eyes in a burst of pain, and it was Han Tang's dark eyes that caught his eyes, Qingyou couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"You're not dead yet, so you can't reach heaven." Han Tang, who was sitting by the bed, woke up when he saw Qingyou frowning, a rare look of joy flashed across his eyes, but his expression remained indifferent.His heart was full of emotion, but his mouth was still full of sarcasm.

He picked up the clear water that was in full bloom next to him and said to Qingyou: "Drink water." He reached out his hand to Qingyou's mouth.

Qingyou couldn't help but cast a glance at Han Tang, her lips were so dry, and she didn't have time to think about why Han Tang had such an expression, she stretched her head slightly to reach for the cup, um, it hurts so much, Qingyou straightened her chest with a slight movement pant.

Seeing this, Han Tang frowned slightly, returned to the bed, gently supported Qingyou, let her lean on his chest, then handed the water glass to Qingyou's mouth, and Qingyou hurriedly drank it.

"Drink slowly." Before Han Tang finished speaking, Qing You choked on a mouthful of water between her chest and lungs, and suddenly coughed loudly. Help it smooth.

When Qingyou coughed like this, it affected the wound on his chest, and his face turned blue from the pain. Han Tang's back seemed to be smooth, but in fact it was more like the force of slapping, which made Qingyou feel that his chest and back hurt together. He couldn't help holding Han Tang's hand, coughing and saying, "Don't shoot, cough cough, don't shoot, it hurts."

Seeing that Qingyou's face was red and green, Han Tang couldn't help but groaned coldly, but stopped his hand, held Qingyou's hand behind his back, and let him lean against his arms, losing the source of back pain, Qingyou couldn't help leaning back into Han Tang's arms, trying to adjust her breathing.

Han Tang looked at the weak Qingyou in his arms, and fell silent for a while, reaching out to wipe the sweat off Qingyou's face. The bullet hit two centimeters away from the heart, which was not a minor injury.

"I don't want to save you! I'm just too tired?