I have a good time with Mr. Ba

Chapter 273 It's Your Pleasure
Fortunately, Long Aojie saw that she had become more honest these two days, and allowed her to act in the mansion, but all her actions were under surveillance.

In fact, Long Aojie was also a little bit worried, worried that Mu Xueyao would be stuck in the room all day long, unable to think about it, and the ghost marriage would not be possible.

It was only when Mu Xueyao left the house that she realized that Long Aojie was playing shooting in a garden that could accommodate three football fields, shooting every shot with every shot.

She walked over and watched him shoot without expression.

This man is very tall, with a height of at least 1.8 meters [-]. The perfect figure and excellent appearance have turned all living beings upside down.

Look at his movement of raising the gun is very standard, but the shooting is so casual, but not sloppy, in one go, the hit rate is very high, full of strength and masculine beauty in him,.

Mu Xueyao snorted disdainfully.

No matter how good you are, you are still scum!

Scum is scum, everyone gets it and kills it.

Long Aojie naturally heard her disdainful snort, thought she was looking down on his marksmanship, and immediately threw the gun in his hand to her.

"proceed if you can!"

Mu Xueyao took the gun down, then gave him a blank look, raised the gun, and fired several shots at the moving target. To Long Aojie's surprise, each shot hit the target.

This woman actually has such good marksmanship.

It's really surprising.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Mu Xueyao a few more times, and at this moment, Mu Xueyao stepped back a meter and aimed the gun at his heart.

The calmness and composure on her face made Long Aojie stunned again.

But facing the muzzle emitting gunpowder smoke, he remained motionless without any emotional ups and downs.

The people around him had already raised their guns at Mu Xueyao, but Long Aojie swung them back. He was confident, but she didn't dare.

Mu Xueyao shot him in the heart without hesitation, and then slowly retracted the gun.

The bullet was blank, and it hit the bulletproof vest on his chest, eliminating the lethality at close range.

She didn't really want his life.

But that precise shot made Long Aojie very displeased, his eyes narrowed, "You are the first woman who dared to shoot me in the heart." And she is still alive and well.

"It's your honor." Mu Xueyao followed suit.

Long Aojie's black jade eyes narrowed suddenly, and he approached her, "Do you know who you are talking to like that?"

Mu Xueyao snorted lightly, with disdain on her face.

Her contempt completely angered him.

Long Aojie suddenly grabbed her by the throat, "Begged me to let you go."

"Please break my neck right now." Mu Xueyao sneered, her clear eyes were full of arrogance.

The more angry Long Aojie was, the more she was like this, the more he wanted to teach her a lesson.

"Woman, don't put on a show in front of me, or you will only suffer more." The strength in Long Aojie's hands is increasing, as long as he is hard-hearted, her neck will immediately break in his hands .

But he didn't know that by now, Mu Xueyao had already made up her mind to die.

Here, living in humiliation like a dog, and bearing a huge burden of guilt in her heart, she looked in the mirror and found that in just a few days, she had become like a lonely ghost.

She thought, even if she accepted the ghost marriage obediently, he would still not let her go after the ghost marriage.

With Long Aojie's methods, he could only think of more cruel and perverted ways to torture her physically and mentally.

Rather than doing this, it would be better to die like this, so that Zhifan's brother can feel more at ease, and she has done something worthy of Zhifan.

Her face had turned red, even bruised, but her stubbornness prevented her from begging for mercy.

Mu Xueyao's eyes were filled with so much tenacity that Long Aojie couldn't help it.

He slapped her bitterly, "Don't look at me like that again."

Mu Xueyao's face was knocked to the side by him, blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth, but she raised it indifferently, with a faint smile, mockingly said: "Did I see your humble appearance in my eyes?"

Her words angered him again, Long Aojie raised his hand high, and was about to swing it down again, when Mu Xueyao stood in front of him, neither hiding nor dodging, watching him go crazy and out of control with clear eyes.

Long Aojie barely stopped, his big palm turned into a fist, creaking in her ear.

If such a fist hit her directly on the face, Mu Xueyao thought, she would probably have to undergo plastic surgery to recover.

Mu Xueyao walked away from him without a trace, "I want to keep this face to marry Zhifan, you better take it easy as an older brother."

The angry look on Long Aojie's face was so obvious, no woman could arouse his anger so easily.

very good!Mu Xueyao, you did a great job!

His eyes gradually turned scarlet, and he said wildly, "Since you want to marry Zhifan so much, you can sleep in front of his tombstone tonight!"

Mu Xueyao's heart skipped a beat.

Gritting her teeth, she glared at Long Aojie fiercely.

Long Aojie smiled coldly and walked away with big strides.

Long Zhifan's tombstone is on the hillside behind this manor. Mu Xueyao was bound and thrown in front of the tombstone. There were guards watching her nearby, and she had nowhere to hide.

Mu Xueyao looked at Long Zhifan on the tombstone, but she was no longer strong, and infinite sadness welled up in her heart.

She moved her body to his tombstone, resting on it like this, just like leaning on him in the past.

She unconsciously remembered many, many things about him in the past.

"Zhifan, do you hate me?" Mu Xueyao softly asked the tombstone, "You should hate me for forgetting you."

The cool night breeze blew away the tears she shed.

Long Aojie has been standing not far away, his eyes fixed on Mu Xueyao without any expression on his face.

It is almost June now, the weather is warm and cool sometimes, no, there is a thunderstorm this night, and the temperature is very cold, Mu Xueyao is wearing thin clothes, coupled with the lack of energy for the past few days, she soon developed a high fever , the whole person fell into a state of chaos.

She was placed on the bed and kept talking nonsense.

"Zhifan, Zhifan, don't go..."

"I'm sorry Zhifan, I have a bad temper, I shouldn't force you..."

"Why did you break up...I don't understand. I'm not angry because...it's not because you said you broke up, but because you didn't give me a single explanation from the beginning to the end..."

Talking nonsense one after another, Mu Xueyao sank into deeper pain, tears soaked the pillow.

In her dream, she was asking about the long-lost Long Zhifan.

Because of this repeated, her temperature has not come down.

Until night, Long Aojie came to the room, sat by the bed, listened to her sleep talk, and hesitantly touched her forehead with his big hand, it was really hot.

Live it!

Zhifan is dead, you should live like this.

To live is also to walk in hell, and it always should be.

His heart is as cold as iron, and it has always been like this from the past to the present.

Mu Xueyao opened her eyes bewilderedly, she seemed to see Zhifan sitting beside her in a daze.

She raised her hand weakly, wanting to really touch her face, but after a while, the person in the room slowly fell, and at the moment of falling, his hand held her hand and wrapped it in the palm of his hand.

　ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)