Baby, you are my priceless cute wife

Chu Xun looked at Ye Weiyang's teeth and claws. He didn't feel terrible, but he felt very cute.

"You're holding my neck tightly now. Someone has come to pick us up. I'll take you out of here now."

Night Weiyang carries Chu Xun on his back and doesn't let Lu Miao pull her up. Instead, he adds another person's weight and climbs up by himself. Anyway, she usually practices with weight, but she didn't expect Chu Xun to be so heavy.

She really can't bear it. She feels that every time she climbs up a little, she is inspired by her.

"Sister Weiyang, let me pull you up." Until now, Lu Miao saw that there was a person behind Ye Weiyang, but she couldn't see her face, so she didn't know that the person behind Ye Weiyang was Chu Xun. Even if she knew it, it didn't change.

"No." Night Weiyang bit and cut and answered loudly.

Although Chu Xun, a cunning fox, is really heavy, ye Weiyang never feels that Chu Xun is a burden. Carrying him behind his back doesn't seem to be an unbearable thing, and it doesn't annoy Ye Weiyang.

She just wanted Chu Xun to know that although he helped her yesterday, he could help him.

But Chu Xun is really heavy. A big man of 150 or 60 kilograms is on her back. Her hands climbing the rope are painful, and her palms must have worn out.

She always pays great attention to the maintenance of her hands. Even an agent who deals with guns and cold weapons all year round has no cocoons on her hands.

But now she has worn out a pair of precious hands for a Chu Xun whose position is different from hers. Not only did she have no pity, but even because Chu Xun was secretly happy, she thought she was really ill, and she was not lightly ill.

Ye Weiyang didn't take his palm seriously. He must personally send Chu Xun up. However, although Chu Xun couldn't see ye Weiyang's face, he could see that ye Weiyang's temples had been wet with sweat.

The rope climbed by night Leiyang was stained with blood.

Chu Xun knew that ye Weiyang's hand was not hurt at all, and he had never touched the rope. At this moment, Chu Xun had mixed feelings except for his heartache.

"Weiyang, let them pull us up." Chu Xun's face showed some heartache and suggested to Ye Weiyang.

"Do you look down on me? Isn't this the basic training that every agent needs? And he began to practice since he was a child. Don't you Soren need to practice? " Night Weiyang gritted his teeth and insisted.

"We need it too, but..."

"There's nothing to, but it's a big joke to get on the plane and pull it up." Ye Weiyang never planned to let Lu Miao pull them up.

"Why don't you put me down? Go up first and then pull me up." Chu Xun was really distressed that ye Weiyang was strong, especially when he saw the blood stained on the rope, which was bright red and almost hurt his eyes.

"Don't even think about it. If I put you down now, I'm sure I'll fall and die in your current situation. You'll die. I won't leave you alone. Haven't I already said? " Ye Weiyang refused Chu Xun's proposal without thinking. She can't put Chu Xun down alone.

"Why?" Chu Xun knew that although Ye Weiyang was impulsive and even had some willful people in private, he was never vague about major events. He didn't understand why yeweiyang had to be so persistent.

"Because I want to repay you for your shot, I don't want to owe you too much."

"I volunteered to do all this for you. I don't want you to owe me."

"Then I volunteered to do this and return your favor."

Chu Xun, "..."

Night Weiyang said nothing to the cunning and eloquent Chu Xun for the first time.

"I don't think you are a burden. I think I'm very happy to do something for you. It's like you blocked a shot for me in the car yesterday." At night, seeing that Chu Xun didn't speak for a long time, he opened his mouth and said.

Chu Xun didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he blocked the shot for ye Weiyang, but he did so at that time. Perhaps reason has the upper hand, or perhaps emotion has the upper hand, which can be explained.

Or in love and reason, he would stand up at that time.

Because yeweiyang was driving. If she was shot, no one would drive. But he thought he could drive himself. If someone else had changed the car at that time, such as painting flowers, would he have rushed up to block the shot without hesitation.

But the result he gave himself was not, and it was certain that even if Tu Huaqi was a good friend of brother Lu, he would not block the gun for him. At most, he would protect her as much as I could, but he had no noble sentiment of sacrificing life and forgetting death.

Therefore, after analysis, the reason why he rushed up without hesitation at that time was only because the man was at the center of the night. He thought he liked the night at the center must be a little more than he thought.

Chu Xun didn't say any more. He just smiled with his lips. There was a lot of sincerity in his smile.

She may know the mood of yeweiyang. She's not tossing around. She's just as bad at expressing her feelings as he is. It can also be said that she doesn't dare to express them, so she likes to tell herself in other ways and tell each other what she thinks in her heart.

If ye Weiyang said she didn't need him to stop the bullet for her, she was willing to bear it by herself. He thought he would certainly ignore Ye Weiyang's words at that time. He just told ye Weiyang his thoughts and feelings in this way.

Although they didn't say a lot, they prefer to do it.

So he stopped talking and just let the night Weiyang clumsily express his feelings.

Although the weight of more than 100 kg had exceeded the load of the night, she still carried Chu Xun on the plane with her willpower, but her hands were blurred.

"Sister Weiyang, your hand..." Lu Miao looked at Ye Weiyang's hand and was startled.

If someone else's hand became like this, maybe Lu Miao wouldn't be so surprised, but if it was night Weiyang, it would be another matter. She has a good relationship with Tu Huaqi and ye Weiyang. She also knows how much effort Ye Weiyang spends to maintain his hands. She always compares her hands to her face.

It is often said that the hand is a woman's second face. She can't stand even the cocoon trained at ordinary times. Her hand is soft and boneless. It doesn't look like the hand owned by an agent playing with a gun. Now her second face became flesh and blood blurred, and Lu Miao felt sorry for her.