The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 78 78. Don’t you like your sister?

Early the next morning, there was a gentle knock on Su Yaoyao's door.

Su Yaoyao got up sleepily. The moment she opened the door, she saw Mingye's tall figure standing at the door. The morning light outlined his resolute figure.

Their eyes met instantly, and a strange atmosphere inexplicably filled the air.

Su Yaoyao's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She subconsciously tightened the collar of her pajamas and realized that she was still in her nightgown and her hair was a little messy.

She looked at Mingye with a puzzled expression, her voice still soft and confused, like someone who had just woken up: "What's the matter?"

Mingye lowered his head slightly. His voice was low, but with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness: "You haven't comforted me these past few days."

When he said this, his ears turned slightly red. Fortunately, the light was dim in the early morning and Su Yaoyao didn't notice.

Su Yaoyao suddenly realized that she had been so busy with training these days that she had completely forgotten about this matter.

She turned slightly sideways and said a little embarrassedly, "Come in."

The two of them sat on the edge of the bed. Su Yaoyao stretched out her hands. Her hands were white and slender, like new branches in spring.

She whispered, "Put your hands up."

Mingye looked at the hands, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly covered them with his broad palms.

Holding her hands together, Su Yaoyao closed her eyes and concentrated her mind to activate her mental power. Her voice was soft, like a breeze: "Close your eyes and relax your whole body and mind, it will be more effective."

Mingye closed his eyes as he was told, feeling the warm spiritual power pouring in, like a warm current flowing through his heart, dispelling his irritability and anxiety.

He secretly opened his eyes and used his eyes to describe Su Yaoyao's appearance.

Her eyelashes were like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow on her eyelids; her nose was small and straight, and her lips were slightly pouting, as if she was concentrating on doing something important.

Mingye's eyes were more gentle than ever before, and only when Su Yaoyao couldn't see would they reveal their true feelings without reservation.

Seeing Su Yaoyao's eyelashes trembling, as if she was about to open her eyes, he quickly closed his eyes again.

"Okay." Su Yaoyao's voice broke the silence.

Mingye opened his eyes, and the computer prompted that his rage value had decreased, and it was exactly 10 points again, now it was 77%.

"Not continuing? I think you have the ability to clear the rage value in one breath." Mingye held his hand, recalling the touch, always feeling that good times were particularly short.

Mingye's sudden words startled Su Yaoyao. She widened her eyes, as if some little secret had been exposed: "I'm not that powerful."

"Oh, I'm so tired." Su Yaoyao pretended to yawn and stretched exaggeratedly.

"Didn't you just wake up?" Ming Ye looked puzzled, frowned slightly, and stared at her closely.

"I didn't sleep well last night." Su Yaoyao avoided his gaze, not daring to look him in the eye, her fingers nervously tugging at the corner of her clothes.

When Mingye heard this, he didn't say anything else, because he couldn't sleep last night, so he simply stayed awake and modified a pistol overnight.

He took out the pistol from behind and handed it to Su Yaoyao: "This is the arc pulse gun. It's for you."

"So beautiful." Su Yaoyao's eyes suddenly lit up, like a child who got a favorite toy.

The gun body is made of a fusion of transparent energy crystal and high-strength carbon fiber, and you can see the energy light band flowing inside.

Mingye patiently introduced, "Using arc compression technology, high-energy photons are compressed into a pulsed beam and emitted, generating a strong light and heat explosion when hitting the target.

It has an extremely fast firing rate, can fire 10 rounds per second, has a range of 300 meters, and can cause area damage.

The energy source is the light crystal core, which automatically recharges itself by absorbing light energy."

"Wow! That's so cool! I want to try it!" Su Yaoyao jumped up excitedly.

She paused in taking off her nightgown and looked at Mingye who was still sitting on the edge of the bed.

Mingye finally understood, and his face flushed red like a ripe tomato. He hurried out of the room and leaned against the door, his heart beating rapidly. Not long after, Su Yaoyao came out, dressed.

"Let's go!" Su Yaoyao was dressed smartly, with a tight training suit outlining her figure. Her ponytail was swinging behind her head, and she walked in front in a chic manner.

Mingye looked at her figure, a complex emotion surged in his heart, he couldn't help but ask: "Why are you training so hard?" His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of being blown away by the wind.

Su Yaoyao didn't hear clearly, so she stopped and looked back at him in confusion: "What did you say?"

Mingye shook his head, "No."

He was afraid to know the answer, afraid to verify his guess - was she working so hard just to leave here and return to her beastly husbands?

Take the elevator to the second underground floor, the shooting training ground.

With yesterday's experience, Su Yaoyao has become much more proficient.

Just let Mingye watch from outside the soundproof glass. After all, she was still frightened by that kiss, and her cheeks felt hot every time she thought about it.

Mingye was a little worried, frowned slightly, and said seriously: "This is a pulse gun, not an ordinary pistol, and it is extremely powerful." His eyes were full of worry.

"Don't worry, I can do it!" Su Yaoyao pushed him out of the venue, as if to push away all the embarrassment and shyness.

Su Yaoyao took the pulse gun, took a deep breath, adjusted her posture, aimed at the bull's eye and shot.

With a "bang", a bullet hit the center of the bull's eye, and the intense light and heat explosion blew up the entire target.

However, these are all electronic shadows, and Mingye also set up a protective barrier for the shooting range, so it does not affect the surrounding space.

Su Yaoyao smiled complacently, thinking to herself: If there is no man in my heart, I will be a god when I draw my sword.

He fired another shot at the newly generated virtual target.

This gun suits her very well. She doesn't need overly precise shooting skills to blow up the entire target. Moreover, the gun is very light, so it doesn't feel tiring to hold in her hand, and the recoil is also small.

Su Yaoyao couldn't help but admire Mingye's gun-making skills.

At this time, Noah came to the training ground humming a little tune with a plate of pitch-black and strange food in his hand.

"Why are you at the training ground at dawn? You don't even let my sister have breakfast." Noah complained.

Mingye glanced at the food and almost rolled his eyes, "Next time, try it yourself before letting others eat it."

Noah disagreed and looked out the window, where Su Yaoyao was concentrating on training.

Looking at the gun in her hand, "Pulse gun? Did you make it for her?" Noah looked at Mingye in surprise.

"Yes." Mingye answered simply, his eyes never leaving Su Yaoyao.

"No way, Mingye, didn't you say that my sister was preparing to rescue her beastly husbands? Why did you give her such a powerful weapon?" Noah frowned, very dissatisfied.

"I'm just keeping my promise. Don't you still practice fighting with me every day?" Mingye asked back.

"I, well, I don't know what else I can do with my sister except fight with her." Noah sighed, worried.

He looked at the "sandwich" on the plate. This was the breakfast he carefully prepared for Su Yaoyao. He used his favorite sauce and he thought Su Yaoyao would like it.

"If I can't change my sister's mind, then I'll try my best to show myself. Maybe she will like me and be willing to stay." Noah muttered softly, as if to cheer himself up.

"Have you never thought about it? Don't you like your sister?" Noah suddenly looked up and looked straight at Mingye.

"I don't like it." Ming Ye turned his head away, his eyes evasive. There was no destiny between them, and he kept reminding himself in his heart.

"Tsk~ You're kidding! Your spirit body didn't say that." Noah curled his lips with disdain, "When I saw my sister, I clung to her more than anyone else."

Mingye's face flushed, as if his most secret secrets had been revealed.

(End of this chapter)