Her Sniper

It seems that after walking for a long time, she was put in the co driver's seat by a pair of powerful arms.

The chassis of this car is very high. It should be a SUV.

Mr. sniper put him down, his arm pulled away from her waist, and the familiar temperature suddenly disappeared, which made Wen Shishi a little flustered.

"Mr. sniper?"

"Well, I'm here," his voice was in his ear. "Does the foot still hurt?"

Wen Shishi reached out and touched his hard muscles. He felt a lot more at ease: "did you forget to wear a mask when you went out today?"

Mr. sniper said, "well, do you want to see me?"

Although she already knew that Mr. sniper was Huo xiujue, she didn't want to prove that it was absolutely false.

More than ever, she wanted to open her eyes and see him.

But

"Will it upset your plan?"

Mr. sniper's kiss gently fell on her gently closed eyelids, "yes, but if you really want to see it..."

"No," Wen Shishi closed her eyes cleverly, "I don't see any more. When you really want to take off your mask in person, I was watching. I can wait until that day, can't I? "

Mr. sniper's smile is bitter and helpless: "Shishi, I've wronged you."

"Not wronged," she shook her head. "You told me that I should have confidence in myself. I was afraid of dressing like this, but I remember what you told me. I'm no worse than anyone, so I decided to listen to you. "

Mr. sniper raised her chin with his fingers and gave her a soft kiss on the lip: "what a good girl."

He stooped slightly and picked her up from the co pilot's seat.

The body suddenly weightless, Wen Shishi exclaimed, almost opened his eyes, but in the moment of reaction, he quickly closed his eyelids and hugged his neck.

She was put in the car again, but this time he never left.

Mr. sniper took her into the back seat with him in his arms. He sat on the seat and Wen Shishi sat on his lap.

Mr. sniper leaned over, gently helped her to take off her high-heeled shoes, held her little feet in the palm of her hand, and moved back and forth: "it's OK, it's not too serious, but it's still swollen. We need to reduce the swelling as soon as possible."

Wen Shishi leaned in his arms and closed his eyes. The world around him was dark, and his sense of touch and smell were more sensitive.

She could feel his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he spoke, and she could smell the faint smell of tobacco on him.

"Did you just smoke?" "I don't think I've ever seen you smoke," Wen asked

"I'm not addicted. I smoke one when I'm in a bad mood, just decompress."

Wen Shishi nodded: "cigarettes are bad for your health. Can you quit or quit, OK?"

Mr. sniper cocked up his legs and put her in his arms. "OK, listen to you."

After a while, he heard a whisper in his ear: "you can't smoke even if you have children."

Mr. sniper's craftsmanship is not bad. After rubbing her rough and powerful hands back and forth for a while, she doesn't feel very painful.

Wen Shishi said, "you can put me down. I have to go back and change my clothes. My own clothes and shoes are still in the backstage dressing room."

"Go home first. I'll send someone to pick it up later."

Mr. sniper wrapped her in a suit, went to the driver's seat and started the car.

I don't know if she was hurt. Mr. sniper was driving very slowly. It was nearly an hour after he arrived at the Hilton Hotel.

On the way to the elevator, Mr. sniper took her to the door of room 2307, but it was difficult to open the door.

The room was opened by swipe card. Mr. sniper held her in both hands and couldn't open the door at all.

Wen Shishi still closed his eyes and asked him, "is the card in your pocket? I'll drive it? "

Mr. sniper laughs a little playfully: "OK, the card is in my left pants pocket. Please feel it."

Wen Shishi was stunned and her face turned red.

No wonder he laughs strangely. The suit pants he is wearing today are very close to the body. If she wants to get the card, she must put her hand close to the pocket of the pants, just like touching his thigh

She gave up: "why don't you put me down? I can stand on the wall. "

"Shy again?"

"Either shy or I feel embarrassed. "

Mr. sniper whispered in her ear: "I remember your safety period has passed?"

The implication of this is very clear.

Wen Shishi hummed softly: "my foot is still injured..."

"Foot injury doesn't affect the birth of children. I'll be careful not to touch it, eh?"Wen Shishi thinks that Mr. sniper is really good at anything, but he has unusual enthusiasm on this matter.

However, she has no experience in this aspect of men. In the four years of her marriage with Fu Yicheng, she has never lived as a husband and wife. I don't know if he has vented all his energy on Sun Sijing.

Wen Shishi suddenly admired sun Sijing. She could bear so much labor every day, and she could work and fight in the daytime. She planned a big play to make up for the Japanese occupation.

Apart from other things, sun Sijing's constitution is really good.

Wen Shishi is gently placed on the soft big bed. She is still wearing the "work clothes" of the car model. The sequin suspender dress is short and tight. Wen Shishi tugs the hem down.

"Don't pull. You'll have to tear the skirt to pieces later."

Mr. sniper rubbed the top of her hair and whispered, "poetry, open your eyes."

Wen Shishi has been a obedient child since childhood, and it's the same now.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Mr. sniper had put on his white mask, and he leaned over her with his hands on his upper body.

The distance between the two people is too close to breathe. Wen Shishi can even see his own shadow in his deep amber pupils.

"Shishi, does Lu Xiao like you?"

Mr. sniper asked suddenly.

Some of Wen's poems didn't respond, "shouldn't they? Today is just the third time. "

Mr. sniper shook his head disapprovingly: "men's intuition, when their women are coveted by other males, will arouse strong jealousy."

"Well Are you jealous, too? "

"I'm so jealous that I'm going to go crazy," Mr. sniper said, holding down the back of her head to prevent her from escaping. "I'm a normal man. I want to have a child of my blood with the woman I like. It's a male instinct."

Wen Shishi bit his lip: "but you and Lu Xiao are not..."

Brothers

Wen Shishi feels a little embarrassed. Lu Xiao may just have a vague liking for her, but she doesn't like it. However, the thought that he is Mr. sniper's brother makes her feel deeply guilty.

"What am I doing with Lu Xiao?"

"It's nothing," Wen said, "I've alienated him as far as I can. There's nothing but working relationship. I promise you."

The next second, the lips were seized.

"It's much more useful to have a baby for me than to guarantee."