Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 191 Careful work (25)

"You...can you be more careful...in case something goes wrong..."

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against her temple, and it seemed as if a bullet would be shot out of the deep barrel in the next second. Her body stiffened, her limbs trembled obviously, and her voice was trembling and crying, and her words were a little blurry. Can't hear clearly.

"Why are you shaking? The gun is not loaded."

Gu Sinian raised his eyebrows almost invisible and said in a drawl.

His expression became serious for a moment, and there was some solemnity hidden in the slightly frowned eyebrows. He restrained her, and the log handle turned a little bit in his sight. After a slight creak, the wooden door opened completely.

Pei Shuyan, dressed in military uniform, stood at the door, with dozens of black guns pointing at him behind him. Due to the size of the door in front of him, it looked a bit crowded.

The arm across Ruan Ruan's neck used a little force, and she was forced to lift her chin. The cuffs of her suit shrank up due to the movement, and the cold and hard gem button pressed against the side of her neck, leaving a circular indentation.

Slight discomfort.

Ruan Ruan frowned. Her respiratory tract was compressed and she unconsciously stretched out her hand to pry away his long arm across her neck. She began to breathe heavily, and her slender and soft fingers tugged at the crisp suit fabric of his cuffs, but no matter what, Can't get away.

She closed her eyes, and the skin on her face was almost fragile and transparent in the beam of light that came in. The tears rolled down and were absorbed by the black fabric the next second, making the color darker.

Gu Sinian smiled evilly, "Young Marshal Pei is really well informed. I heard that you have a fiancée. I thought I should come and congratulate you. You don't blame me for meeting Miss Ruan first, do you?"

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against her temple again.

Pei Shuyan looked indifferent, and his cold eyes swept over the smiling Gu Sinian, and then fell on Ruan Ruan, who looked pitiful.

Gu Sinian said in a casual tone, "Now that we have met, it's time for me to leave." He raised his eyes and said, "Young Marshal Pei, won't you give in?"

Provocative means full.

Pei Shuyan was blocking the door. Under the brim of his military cap pressed in front of his forehead, his eyes were like a deep and silent cold pool. His eyelashes were slowly fluttering, casting a deep shadow under his eyes.He raised his cold, white and thin hand, lowered his eyes and made a gesture——

The soldiers behind them with guns raised stepped back, leaving a distance for people to pass.

Pei Shuyan's long legs wrapped in military trousers were stretched out, and the stiff fabric was stretched out with several traces of self-cultivation. Facing Ruan Ruan's gaze, he gave way, and their eyes intertwined through the air.

Gu Sinian almost pulled her away, and most of her weight was on him. His face was covered with tears, which were blown dry by the cold wind outside, leaving an itchy feeling that could not be ignored.

She had just lost one of her high heels, and her white and delicate skin stepped directly on the rough ground, and the sand and gravel felt clearly to the touch.

The shawl hung precariously on her shoulders, and her hands grasped his horizontal arms in an attempt to gain strength, but her toes that she tried to stand on tiptoe were weak.

Adjutant Zhang led a small group of disguised troops to meet him, while Pei Shuyan and his men followed him at a short distance. The two sides faced off, but the comparison in numbers was huge.

Ruan Ruan's mind was almost blank. She didn't know how things suddenly became like this. The pain from the friction on the soles of her feet was a little dull.

She was adapting to the current situation like a puppet on strings, until a sudden push came from behind her and she fell forward suddenly——

The red woolen shawl fluttered in the wind, and she was picked up in someone's arms.

The cold fragrance as clean as broken snow filled her breath, and a violent gunshot sounded close to her side, and she seemed to hear a suppressed groan.

Then, intensive gunfire rang out.

She was buried in Pei Shuyan's arms, one hand with sharp bones covered her ear, and the other hand was pressed in front of his heart. For a while, her ears were filled with the sound of his violent heartbeat.

(End of this chapter)