cold wife

Chapter 223 Brothers turn against each other (3)
Leng Qing withdrew the gun in his hand, regained his gentleness, and walked up with a smile: "Baby, why don't you wear shoes, it's so cold."

Ai Baoer stretched out her hand, her voice was weak: "Don't come here."

Leng Qing frowned, but his steps were faster, his heart ached, and he wanted to go over and hug her, but Ai Baoer suddenly stepped back a few steps, screaming hysterically: "I told you not to come here!"

She turned around and quickly snatched the gun from the person next to her. The man didn't dare to touch her and could only watch her snatch the gun.

Ai Baoer took the gun, clicked the safety, then pointed the muzzle of the gun to her head, pressed her index finger on the trigger, and looked at the two men over there coldly.

"Baby!"

"Baby!"

The two men were scared out of their wits, and shouted at the same time, with anxiety and panic.

"Leng Qing, killing people must feel good, right? Would you like to see how the blood in my brain flows out?" Ai Bao'er asked in a low voice, but the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

Leng Qing's face was pale, his thin lips were tightly pursed, looking at Ai Bao'er, he felt flustered for the first time, no, it was not just flustered, he didn't dare to move at all now.

Shu Junhao's face was equally pale. He looked at her with such distress, and softly coaxed: "Bao'er, don't be like this, put down the gun, okay?"

Ai Bao'er shook her head, the smile on the corner of her mouth widened, but her eye sockets were slowly getting wet, and the tears were crystal clear, filling the entire eye sockets, unable to bear it, and falling down one by one.

She shook her head, looking dazed, but choked up and unable to speak a word.

Leng Qing's pale face became green and dull, he gritted his teeth and asked her: "You want to die, don't you? Being by my side makes you more painful than death?"

Ai Baoer blinked, and tears fell again.

The gun that Leng Qing took back fell back into his hand at some point, his first shot hit the man whose gun was snatched by Ai Baoer, and the second shot landed on another man behind her.

He sneered, like a demon: "If you want to die, you can, then from now on, I will kill everyone here, including him, including me! Everyone will go to hell together!"

Ai Baoer looked at the two lying on the ground behind her in disbelief, her face was so pale that she seemed to die in a second, Leng Qing strode up and hit her on the back of the neck with a knife.

Ai Baoer's body fell limply, Leng Qing bent over and hugged her horizontally, the veins on his forehead kept popping up.

The two who were shot down by him were sent to the hospital, just like that day, he hugged her, boarded the helicopter and left.

Shu Junhao stood blankly in the empty night city, his eyes filled with pain and loneliness.

It was early in the morning when we returned to the island, Mike was called, checked carefully, ensured that she was fine, and prescribed some tranquilizing medicine, before Leng Qing let him go.

Lying on the bed, Leng Qing hugged her and touched her little back. She didn't know what she dreamed of, and she couldn't restrain herself from crying. Leng Qing could only coax her and kiss her little face over and over again.

She didn't get up all day and slept straight into the night.

In the first half of the night, Leng Qing was also tired. He hugged her and fell asleep drowsily. When he woke up, he found that she was not by his side. He hurriedly got up and ran outside in disheveled clothes, only to see her sitting on a chair eating.

Hearing his footsteps, she raised her head to look at him, smiling sweetly: "Are you awake? Do you want to have dinner together?"

Leng Qing frowned and looked at her, strode up, bent over and looked at her: "Bao'er? What's wrong with you?"

Ai Baoer blinked, tilted her head and said with a smile: "I'm fine." Turning her head, she looked at the servant beside her: "Go, add a bowl of rice to your husband, he must be hungry too."

(End of this chapter)