Ace Sniper Wife

Afraid she's holding back?

Or, afraid of her pestering him?!

A nameless anger hit, Liu Wanyan's face more red a few minutes, can not say is ill or angry.

"No Song Zichen was a little surprised. It seemed strange that she was moving so much. But after thinking about it, she looked soft again and looked at her carefully. After a long time, he added, "I'm afraid you can't keep going."

I'm afraid she can't hold on.

Song Zichen wanted to say that he was afraid that she would be hurt, uncomfortable and painful if she went on like this.

However, the words to the mouth, but how can not say.

The two of them, long ago, have nothing to do with each other.

"Oh," said Liu Wanyan with a deeper smile. She tried to suppress her anger, but her tone was scornful. "It's better to say than to sing."

Song Zichen looks at her.

Feeling his sight, Liu Wanyan frowned and lowered her head, staring at the bonfire and river fish.

He refused to look at him.

They suddenly fell into silence.

It's getting dark.

"I didn't mean that."

I do not know how long, song Zichen suddenly opened his mouth, warm and pleasant voice, mixed with inexplicable tension.

Liu Wanyan raised her eyes slightly in surprise.

The two men's eyes collided.

Sudden embarrassment and tension spread rapidly in the air.

"The fish is ready."

Song Zichen shifted his eyes, took the fish in front of him, and then spread a layer of fine salt on it.

Immediately, she handed it to Liu Wanyan, "to."

Without eating all day, Liu Wanyan was a little weak, even her fingers were shaking slightly in the air.

Holding out her hand and holding the stick, Liu Wanyan opened her mouth generously, "thank you."

With that, he took the grilled fish and ate it. He was so hungry that he didn't even notice the image.

I don't want to have follow-up development with song Zichen. What's the relationship between ugliness and being seen?

Eating is the most important thing.

Song Zichen looked at her, saw her wolfing appearance, thought about it, advised, "eat slowly, be careful of fish bones."

"Well."

Liu Wanyan answered vaguely.

I didn't care about him at all.

Song Zichen couldn't help laughing.

I didn't say anything about her.

When he took another fish, song Zichen smeared the salt as he did. But when he ate it, he was very different from Liu Wanyan. He was slow and elegant, just like eating at a table.

Liu Wanyan raised her eyes, and then she saw his elegant eating style.

Soon, Liu Wanyan dropped her eyes again.

Good boy.

You should have realized that it's impossible to follow the one in front of you.

Whether it's hobbies, topics, habits, or etiquette, it's not of the same level at all.

It doesn't match at all.

Or, she's not worth it at all.

Liu Wanyan, Liu Wanyan, it's important for people to have self-knowledge. You should have seen your own weight earlier.

He Ya's with you, it's a waste!

Liu Wanyan thought about it.

The more you think about it, the more angry you get.

……

The curtain fell at dusk.

On the hillside.

Heavy two knife wild boar, fell on the ground, struggling desperately, the mouth issued a "Chi Chi Chi" sound, limbs gradually weak dance.

There was blood all over the floor.

And --

beside it, two people stand in opposition.

It's getting dark.

Two tall figures, in the gray sky, only two dark shadows remain.

"Well, can we divide it equally?"

Before dark, a figure finally can not stand, cool tone with irritability.