Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 230 The dark muzzle of the gun pressed against her temple

While speaking, Song Zehan stretched out his arms and gently embraced the pale-faced little woman into his arms.

As soon as the words fell, warm lips touched her forehead lightly.

It's to appease, but also to test her temperature, worrying that she will get sick.

Seeing that Ruan Shiyan didn't speak for a long time, the worry in Song Zehan's heart amplified silently.

Patiently asked again.

"Yanyan, what's wrong with you?"

There was a hint of seriousness in the familiar voice, and it directly broke into the ear, pulling Ruan Shiyan's sanity back from the shock just now.

She blinked, calmed down, and raised her finger to point behind Song Zehan.

"I... I just saw Ren Yi behind you, with a pistol in his hand...pointing at you..."

Song Zehan frowned slightly, he didn't know whether he didn't want Ruan Shiyan to worry, or he really thought her idea was funny, so he hooked the corners of his mouth and let out a soft laugh.

"You haven't been on the battlefield, so it's normal if you can't understand."

"……What's the meaning?"

"If there is a gun pointed at me behind me, my brain will give me an early warning and urge me to make a correct judgment."

Ruan Shiyan was stunned when she heard that.

So amazing?

But just as Song Zehan said, she had never been on a battlefield, let alone received formal training, so she couldn't explain why, and she was not qualified to refute him.

Maybe... It's the same reason that if someone stares at her, her brain can quickly give an early warning and make her feel uncomfortable.

"Okay...that might be my eyesight." Ruan Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Have you finished talking with Ren Yi? How do you say it? He..."

In the middle of speaking, Ruan Shiyan was worried that the wall had ears, so she conveyed the rest of her worry and confusion to Song Zehan with her eyes.

Song Zehan glanced at her, but didn't answer, and didn't know whether he understood or didn't understand.

"Hey, go call them up and have dinner together."

Seeing that Song Zehan didn't intend to explain, Ruan Shiyan also knew that she couldn't force it, so she listened to his words and went to the room to call for someone, thinking that she would ask Song Zehan when there was no one else in the room.

But the moment she turned around, Song Zehan's stretched brows were instantly frowned.

He turned around slowly and looked in the direction that Ren Yi had just pointed his gun at her.

He didn't lie to Ruan Shiyan, if someone pointed a gun at him, he would really feel it.

But he didn't deny that he felt that familiar feeling just now.

He wanted to react at the first moment, but he didn't expect that Ruan Shiyan would suddenly open the door and run towards him.

He was worried that he would scare her, so he pretended to be calm.

But all the attention was focused on hearing, as long as there was a slight noise behind him, if the position at that time could not pull Ruan Shiyan into his arms, he would jump on her without hesitation.

It's just that Ren Yi left after leaving this warning.

Obviously there was a chance to hurt him, but he just gave up and left.

There can only be one answer - this shot is not enough to achieve Ren Yi's goal, so we have to wait for a better opportunity.

But since Ren Yi wants to do this, he doesn't have to miss any old love.

Song Zehan fell into deep thought, planning repeatedly in his mind.

But as soon as a plan was formed in his mind, a scream sounded from the room behind him.

It belongs to Song Anan.

Song Zehan tensed up instantly, turned around, and ran into the room in a few steps.

——In the guest room, the sliding door leading to the semi-enclosed balcony was wide open, and the curtains fluttered in the wind.

On the back of the curtain, the figures of two people are clearly visible.

A slender woman was held in the arms of a tall man.

On the temple of the woman, a black pistol was pressed...

(End of this chapter)