Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

An Jingxing knew that the man was very unpredictable, but he didn't expect him to do so.

She was really humiliated by what had just happened on the auction platform, but she didn't expect that he would give himself this opportunity to avenge himself.

Looking at the black pistol handed over by the man, an Jingxing hesitated at the bottom of his heart.

"Dare not?" It seems to be aware of her psychological activities, and the corners of the man's mouth are slightly raised, as if with a bit of ridicule. The dark blue bottom of the eyes seemed to have a somewhat unclear mood.

An Jingxing couldn't see clearly, but he was slightly hurt by the irony. He grabbed the pistol in his hand, picked it up in the way he had seen on TV, pressed the wrench hard, but found that he couldn't press it.

"Hehe, that's not how the gun was fired." The man's voice line is very low. Even when he smiles, he has a cello like magnetism, which makes people addicted.

It was such a charm that made an Jingxing a little stunned. However, in the next moment, she suddenly felt a touch of warmth on her right hand with a gun.

When she recovered, she found that the man's white slender fingers had wrapped her small hand holding a pistol, and her thumb moved slightly.

The safety bolt of the pistol was opened, the man's index finger came to the place where she held the wrench, and the warm breath fell on her ear.

"Aim and hold the butt."

He reacted involuntarily according to his order, and the next moment, his fingers exerted a little force, and suddenly a "bang" gun rang, which made her tiger's mouth ache.

"Ah!" A painful cry sounded from afar.

Looking at the red blood splashing, anjingxing finally returned to the situation. This is the first time she has shot someone, and it is also the first time she has faced such a bloody scene. It is inevitable that she will feel some discomfort and even some nausea.

But she forced herself not to spit out. Her face became more and more pale. She endured it very hard, but she never let go of her hand holding the gun.

Damn this man!

Thinking about how he treated himself on the auction platform, she wanted to cut him thousands of times. In addition, after the man said about his crimes, she felt more and more that even if he died a hundred times, it would not be worth the sins he had committed.

Tang qianrong has been looking at an Jingxing's side face. Although he has already seen her strength, he still didn't expect that she could stick to this point.

The girl's tenacity always makes him look at her again and again.

After Tang qianrong taught an Jingxing how to shoot, an Jingxing fired several shots himself. Yan Chenghui passed out in pain.

An Jingxing was still holding a gun, and his face was pale and transparent.

"Enough." In her ears, she suddenly remembered the man's low voice. An Jingxing seemed to suddenly wake up from a nightmare. When she saw the man who was beaten by herself and could hardly see his appearance, she was almost frightened and threw away the pistol in her hand.

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Anjingxing doesn't remember how he left the room. What he can vaguely remember in his memory is that he has a pair of warm hands, holding himself, walking, walking

Then she fell asleep at some point.

After that, the impression became more blurred.

The only person who took himself away at that time could be the man. After all, there was no one else in the room except them

She has always been unable to understand his mind, and even now... She knows nothing.

After all, they haven't even met for 24 hours, but why... Does he feel more about himself?