Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 185 Careful work (19)

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His voice was as cold as broken ice and his words were clear, but Ruan Ruan didn't realize what he meant for a moment. There was some innocent confusion in his pupils, and his slightly widened eyes were round.

Her hand was led to grasp the rubber-textured grip, which had a non-slip rhombus pattern. The surface of the gun was polished silver, reflecting a cold light.

Simulating the outline of a gun in her mind, she lowered her head and held the pocket pistol in her palm. The tips of her fingers hooked into the cold barrel. The bones in her palm were small, and the silver barrel extended beyond her fingertips.

"What are you giving me this for?"

Ruan Ruan didn't know what expression to use in response, so she simply lowered her head and lowered her eyelashes. Looking from the side and behind, she saw that her jaw line was tight, her slightly perky cheek skin was white and rosy, and her hair was all pulled up. The small ears are exposed, and the earlobes are slightly fleshy.

His pale fingertips took up the broken hair around her ear and hooked it behind her ear. His cold fingertips slid over her small ear beads, and then he twisted them without any hint of intimacy, "Keep it for self-defense."

There were many but no more words were said.

Ruan Ruan took it obediently, stuffed it into the small pearl bag on the dressing table, and then held it between her fingers. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was the pearl white inlaid on it or the white of her hand.

She stood up, the tassels on her blouse swaying, and the legs stretched with high heels were smooth, and followed him out.

Outside the door, Adjutant Shen saw Ruan Ruan following Pei Shuyan out, and looked at her with an incomprehensible look.

He quickly looked away from Ruan Ruan, and the saleswoman executed yesterday flashed in his mind.

The young marshal clearly knew that there was news between them, but he pretended that nothing had happened. He only interrogated the female spy, but he lifted her up and put her down gently.

He obviously took her to the interrogation room, but he only frightened her, and ordered him to find someone to clean the interrogation room in advance. The horrific and horrifying scenes were hidden... If she was really a spy, these would not be able to scare her at all. to her.

Could it be the young marshal... He didn't think about it anymore, and followed them with a calm expression.

It was still afternoon, but Huo Zhai was already brightly lit, and the black Buick car was parked in front of the majestic gray-white western-style building.

As soon as Pei Shuyan got out of the car, someone came up to greet him. Mr. Huo's old face was full of smiles, "Young Marshal is willing to come to Quanzi's wedding despite his busy schedule. The humble house is really full of splendor." !”

Pei Shuyan glanced at him coldly, with no intention of replying. Mr. Huo didn't feel that he had lost face, and the smile on his face could not be removed.

Ruan Ruan leaned out from the back seat, his stretched toes touching the ground first. The faint cyan blood vessels on the fragile ankle bones were prominent, and a small red mole loomed as the crystal shook.

She held the small bag and put it on Pei Shuyan's arm, which was hanging casually. The light pink nail polish reflected the crystal light.

Mr. Huo's eyes shifted away from him and fell on Ruan Ruan beside him. He asked hesitantly, "...Who is this?"

"My fiancee."

Pei Shuyan's expression was indifferent, his thin eyelids were slightly covered, and his voice was as cold as broken snow, but he could hear the solemnity in it.

Before Mr. Huo could react, Ruan Ruan turned her head and looked at him in surprise. Under the sunlight, her eyelashes seemed to be tinged with gold, and her dark pupils were obviously surprised and unprepared.

Mr. Huo in front of him was still saying some words of congratulations. Ruan Ruan could only catch some key words. He pursed his red and plump lips and wrapped his arms tighter around his arms, acquiescing.

……

　I don’t know why I’m so tired when I get home today. I’ll finish the rest of the chapter tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)