Ace Sniper Wife

Night thousand Xiao lift eyes, eyes mixed with murderous gas.

"I have something to do with you."

Song Zichen slightly lowered his head and looked at the night qianxiao's eyes, sincere and insistent.

His voice was very low, as if he didn't want to disturb Liu Wanyan.

"Let go."

Cold mouth, can not be denied.

Now night qianxiao is not like yesterday, can be controlled by people at will.

In terms of fighting, according to the normal play, yeqianxiao and song Zichen can reach a tie at the worst.

A little hesitation, song Zichen's eyes show a little disappointment, but the hand that holds night qianxiao's wrist is still loose, and finally falls down.

"Get out."

An imperative tone.

Song Zichen went out as he said.

But he did not leave, heard the sound of footsteps, some surprised to turn his head, then see night qianxiao has been out with the door.

"Bang" to a sound, the door was night qianxiao closed.

As if in an instant, the room was quiet.

On the bed at the upper corner of the bed, the quilt rolled into a ball moved slightly, and the covered head stretched out.

With the snow-white ceiling under her eyes, Liu Wanyan opened her eyes in a daze. For a long time, she turned over, closed her eyes and sighed.

*

the breeze is cool.

Night qianxiao and song Zichen come to the courtyard under the locust tree.

Withered leaves withered, only bare tree trunks, even more the bleak courtyard.

"Say it."

Concise and clear mouth, night qianxiao hands ring chest, with song Zichen to maintain a certain distance.

"Last night," Song Zichen said, hesitating, "I'm sorry."

Cold eyes slightly lift, night qianxiao eyebrows light wrinkle, eyes tightly staring at Song Zichen, want to see what end Ni.

However, song Zichen is really sincere, at least not last night's light pick and evil spirit, but quite in line with the previous image.

"She's sick." Night qianxiao squints.

"Oh."

Song Zichen nodded with a heavy look.

"You don't want to see it?"

"No more." Shaking his head, song Zichen sighed slightly, "you let her stay away from me."

"Request?"

Night thousand Xiao Mou color more cold.

Looking at her seriously, song Zichen said, "no, this is a request."

"Did she give you trouble?"

"No

Night thousand Xiao smile, "that you have no position."

For a long time, Liu Wanyan has not made any trouble for song Zichen except for two confessions.

She knows how to be nice to people, but she doesn't give people any trouble. She likes nothing but yeqianxiao and Shiyang.

It is Liu Wanyan's business to like him. Song Zichen has no position to control Liu Wanyan's behavior without being troubled.

Song Zichen suddenly fell into silence.

"But I'll tell you."

The other party's intention has shown that there is no need to continue the conversation.

Turn around, night qianxiao to vegetable field.

Song Zichen quietly standing under the tree, looking at the night qianxiao far away figure, look but hide some worries.

*

because Liu Wanyan was ill, ye qianxiao asked for leave and did her job by the way.

Perhaps it was yeqianxiao's "learning to cook" in the morning, and he passed on the things that President Lin was angry about. The atmosphere of the kitchen class was also relaxed. It was not as solemn and gloomy as in the morning. There were even several people who specially gave ye qianxiao a parting gift.