Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

The two people just whispered one sentence at a time. There was no key point and no substantive content, but she just liked to listen to him. The feeling was particularly warm, as if the small room and bed in a foreign country were their small world, which belonged to them alone.

She likes it.

Listening, LAN Jingyi told herself not to sleep. She had to wait for him to leave and have a good sleep during the day tomorrow. Anyway, she had a lot of free time to waste. However, the breathing of men around her was like a lullaby. She didn't know when she would fall asleep.

A sleep is dawn.

Not half a dream.

Wake up, Jiang Jun left more and more.

His breath still lingered in the air, making her greedy breathing.

See you tomorrow.

Qing Qing, I love you.

……

One day.

one night.

It is too short a time in human life.

But this day and night, for LAN Jingyi, after the dew meeting with Jiang Junyue last night, she thought more.

Her own safety.

The safety of Jiang Junyue.

The safety of the two people was enough for her to worry about.

Assang sent the food, but she tasteless. She only ate a few bites in the morning and at noon.

In the evening, the food came again. She had no appetite at first, but when she smelled a familiar taste of sweet and sour ribs, her eyes lit up. Then she looked at it. The four dishes and one soup on the small table were all her favorite food in the past.

Is it Jiang Junyue?

His hand reached into the small kitchen of the small building?

Thinking that he might have arranged someone to cook these four dishes, she immediately had an appetite and ate them. Everything was delicious.

Two bowls of rice, four dishes and a small pot of soup were all eaten up.

When assang came to collect the dishes and chopsticks, he glanced at her and said, "are you going to see zhe Shao tomorrow, so you're excited to eat so much?"

Er, Lanjing Eaton understood this sentence of assang. No wonder assang was so gloomy and strange these two days. She was jealous of her, but heaven and earth had a conscience. She couldn't have any other feelings for Fei Yuzhe except resentment. Such a man wearing a skeleton mask every day couldn't compare with her. She also turned her lips, "My husband is ten times more handsome than his ugly one hundred times. Who wants to like him?"

"But your husband is so handsome, isn't he? LAN Jingyi, don't think I don't know. You must have seduced him when you went out with your husband that day. Otherwise, people locked up here, whether men or women, have never been treated like you. There should be a bathroom in the room, nutritious food and Chinese food. Do you think you're here for vacation? You're locked up."

It turned out that assang thought that the preferential treatment given to her by Fei Yuzhe was the result of her seduction. She immediately smiled, "being locked up is also a person, and people have needs. Zhe knows less about folk suffering than you. Well, you can never be a person like zhe Shao."

"Lan Jingyi, you......" assang was annoyed.

"Come on, you go out." I don't want to. Assang just wants to curse, and the door opens. Fei Yuzhe stands in front of the door like a God. The mask on his face is used to it. He's really not afraid at all, and he thinks it looks very pleasing to the eye.

"Well, here we are." she raised her hand and said hello, then sat lazily on the bed. There was only a small chair in the small room. Naturally, Fei Yuzhe was going to sit. He must come for the important thing tomorrow.

"Zhe Shao..." assang pursed his lips, but timely concealed his unhappiness on his face. "I'll go out first." he said, bowed and went out skillfully.

Sure enough, women want to be especially elegant in front of their beloved men. One day, this assang is no exception. LAN Jingyi suddenly smiled at assang's back when he left, "Zhe Shao, look, women like you now. If you remove this skeleton mask and put on a prince like face, it's estimated that half of the women's soul in the world will have to be hooked by you. Uh huh, I'll lie down with a gun for no reason and become a woman seducing you. Tell me, do I really have it?" As soon as she paid, she didn't even know it. She seemed to be chatting with her family at will. She was very comfortable and happy.

Fei Yuzhe's eyes moved and stood quietly in front of the door. Behind him, the door had been closed by assang.

The chair was quiet and idle, and he didn't mean to sit down at all.

LAN Jingyi felt that her sitting posture was a little stiff. She sat on the bed and looked at him. The feeling was strange. She simply stood up, pointed to the chair and said, "zhe Shao, since you don't want to sit, I'll sit in the chair. It's more comfortable. This bed hurts people."

"It's up to you." Fei Yuzhe finally spoke, but he was cold, as if he wanted to freeze people.

LAN Jingyi sat down lazily with his waist stretched out. They all said that women need men's moisture. Last night, after LAN Jingyi was moistened by Jiang Jun, the whole person seemed to have changed. I don't know how many times to relax than the previous two days. "He's coming, isn't he?"

"What? My father?" Lan Jingyi thought he had found the clues that Jiang Jun was getting here last night. He suddenly turned his mind and seemed to be confused and said it was Fei Hongyao.

"Just him? He can't cross my blockade. I've changed my way. It's the islands he controls that will be recovered by me sooner or later." with a faint smile, he looked at her condescensively, and a pistol protruded in his hand. Although there are scars on his palm, it doesn't affect his natural and unrestrained when he plays with the gun. His action is so cool that she looked at him, How could a small gun turn into various shapes in a moment in his hand?

Suddenly, when LAN Jingyi was watching attentively and playfully, the muzzle of the pistol that was still in Fei Yuzhe's hand was against her forehead. "Is this action fast?" he asked her carelessly, and a pair of eyes seemed to look at her with insight into everything in the world.

"It's OK." Lan Jingyi ignored him lazily and ignored the muzzle on her forehead. It's useless for her to care. If Fei Yuzhe wanted to kill her, she would have died a hundred and one thousand times.

Looking at her indifferent look, Fei Yuzhe frowned and then turned his wrist. The muzzle of the gun finally left LAN Jingyi's forehead, "you're not afraid of death."

"Death happened to meet me several times, but he let me go every time. He said that the price of accepting me was too high, so he didn't dare to accept it. Zhe Shao, you're not more powerful than death?" she joked. Her relaxed tone was like an ignorant child, but it couldn't be ignored.

Fei Yuzhe coldly touched the gun and ignored her nonsense. "Try if you can put a gun on my forehead and make me defenseless."

"OK." Lan Jingyi casually took the gun handed by Fei Yuzhe. She didn't know whether it was true or false. If it was true, she really wanted to shoot Fei Yuzhe. She hated his skeleton mask.

"Rush", but before the gun was hot in her hand, she immediately reached Fei Yuzhe's forehead. Although the speed was not fast, it was valuable that she turned her wrist quickly. It was valuable that she did not even see how to use the gun. Unexpectedly, she succeeded at once, just like the reason why she jumped off the off-road vehicle in front of her.

Speed is important in war. This is the truth summed up by our ancestors.

"Ha ha, yes, Fei Yuzhe. Believe it or not, I'll kill you?" the gun was a little heavy. Fei Yuzhe was too high. She had one head in slippers. She held the gun. After holding it for a while, she felt her arm sour.

"I don't believe it." when he finished, Fei Yuzhe grabbed her wrist and took down the gun in her hand. "Although the posture is not natural and unrestrained, the posture is secondary. It's the most important to achieve the goal. Your technique is good. Practice more tonight and tomorrow day."

"Take me to see him tomorrow night?" she knew it from Jiang Junyue. She asked him again. He was just walking through the stage to prevent him from doubting. What he said after he came in may have really doubted him last night.

"Yes."

"Isn't there really a bullet in this gun?" Lan Jingyi looked at Fei Yuzhe's gun and asked with deep suspicion. If there was a bullet, Fei Yuzhe wouldn't be so calm when he was pointed by the gun. He was also a mortal, so she didn't believe he wasn't afraid. In fact, she was afraid of the gun he arrived at, but she couldn't show it.

"Oh, you guessed right. It's not true." he played with the gun again. His action was dazzling. Suddenly, his arm was raised, "bang", and Fei Yuzhe really pulled the trigger.

"Zhi Zhi", after a very low, very low stuffy sound of "bang", there are two equally low "Zhi Zhi" sounds, like the cry of a mouse.

"You killed a mouse." Lan Jingyi saw that there were more mice in the corner of the small room. At this time, she was lying motionless on the floor. It looked like she was asleep, but there was no blood on her. "Why didn't she bleed?" she was suspicious. She endured the fear of mice in her life, and walked curiously step by step. Then, Stopped in front of the little mouse, looked left and right, looked up and down. There was really no blood on the little thing.

"It's an anesthetic gun."

"It's full of anesthetic?" Lan Jingyi grabbed the gun in Fei Yuzhe's hand and looked at it seriously. "Is it liquid anesthetic? No wonder it's so heavy."

"Yes, the gun remains with you. You are practicing. Someone will pick you up to the wharf at 5 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Then we will leave muda by boat."

"OK." Lan Jingyi's vision is still on the anesthetic gun in her hand. It's the first time she's seen this thing in her life. It's very fun.

"Well, I'll go. Have a rest earlier."

"Bye, good night." Lan Jingyi said goodbye to Fei Yuzhe without looking up. Don't look at him.

suddenly,

When she heard him close the door, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Fei Yuzhe, come back."

The door opened again. The man turned back and looked at her vaguely, "what's the matter?"