Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

After being rescued, she sat by the pool, cried and scolded him: "Yang Mofan, are you an idiot, or a fool?! Why did you jump down when you obviously can't swim?! Something happened to you, what should you do..."

His face was pale, without any trace of blood, his expression was as cold and calm as ever, and his tone of voice was light, like joking, but also seemed serious: "It's better to die together. In this way: after going to hell, I can continue to humiliate you."

At that moment, after hearing his words, she cried more and more violently, thinking several times: In fact, she admires everyone who likes her, in a corner that she doesn't know and can't touch, likes her, likes her like crazy , you can even lose your life...

However, in this world, there is an obstacle called Yang Muchen, and another obstacle called Shen Mengxin.

Because of them, he admired Fan for not being able to love her, and the word "can't love" had been said to himself too much for too long, so he really didn't love her anymore.

If it weren't for them, they might have been together a long time ago.

They will hold hands, then hug, then kiss, then go to bed, and finally have their children like ordinary couples.

Instead of doing it the other way around like now.

……

Immersed in the memories of the past, Mu Wanqing was happy on the one hand, but heartbroken on the other hand.

She fell into a drowsy sleep, and just a second before her thoughts were flooded by darkness, she whispered: "Admiration Fan...can you tell me, have you ever loved me, even for a second..."

The voice was as fine as a speck of dust, if there was nothing, it seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind without leaving a trace, but it was clearly transmitted to Mi Fan's ears without saying a single word.

The gloomy and deep eyes, the color of brown pupils, suddenly deepened.

He turned his head to look at the dark night outside, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, fell into deep thought, and fell silent for a long time...

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The next day, before dawn, Mu Wanqing was shaken awake by Yang Mufan.

Admiral Fan slowly took off the clothes on his body, and at the same time ordered in a deep voice to the woman who was dizzy and couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north: "Put on the clothes, and then find a place to hide, no matter what happens, without my order, don't step on it." Half a step out of the cabin."

Mu Wanqing nodded in a daze, wrapped the military overcoat that still held the body temperature of Fan Yan tightly around her body, and squatted obediently and sleepily in the hidden corner where the most sundries were piled up.

As for Yang Mufan, he put on the clothes and trousers that were baked on the shelf next to the bonfire slowly and leisurely, and when he was buttoning up the buttons, he vigilantly caught the negligible slight rustling sound from the grass outside... …

The black eyes quickly surged with endless dangerous and murderous aura. He rolled over beautifully and nimbly, grabbed the sharpened branch that was placed by the door last night, and his figure was as fast as lightning. out of the cabin.

A series of powerful flying kicks kicked away the two men in black who rushed towards the wooden house with submachine guns first. Then, he rolled neatly and beautifully in mid-air, and the moment his feet landed firmly, his left hand slammed Grabbing the throat of a man in black, the sharp branch in his right hand has already pierced the heart of another man in black.

In an instant, the air filled with the smell of soil and green grass, and the strong smell of blood spread and spread little by little——