Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 2 There is nothing to do
Lin Muxue's words successfully convinced Qingyang Lin Xiao that she would not be able to play any tricks, and even if he dared to play with him, he would see the tricks.

Lin Muxue cast her eyes around the room, pretending to look for something to cover her eyes.

This is a villa with modern and luxurious decoration. There is a coat rack next to the floor-to-ceiling mirror. The man's black windbreaker is hung on it. The combat boots are placed aside, and the closet is next to it.

With a flash in her eyes, she remembered his agility when he rescued her last night, just a dagger could take the opponent's hands.

Knives and firearms are concealed in the boots and clothing of many of the gunfighting characters in the film.

Qingyang Lin Xiao leaned lazily on the head of the bed, observing her expression with sharp eyes.

Lin Muxue got out of bed and walked straight to the closet.

"Don't go in the wrong direction." Qingyang Lin Xiao propped his chin, the voice of reminder was lazy and casual.

Opening the closet, there are only two white nightgowns hanging inside. It seems that there are very few people living here.

Lin Muxue took off the belt on her nightgown, just as she walked towards the big bed, Qingyang Lin Xiao stretched out her arms to wrap around her waist, and after a moment of relaxation, she hurriedly fell on his chest, and the elegant fragrance hit her nostrils.

damn it!
Lin Muxue lay on his chest, raised her head to meet his evil pupils, opened the corners of her mouth, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, she was amazing: "I'm about to start."

Rubbing her slender willow waist with her palm, she gritted her teeth secretly, if this damned man was caught by her later, she would definitely kill him.

"I'm looking forward to it." Even the voice that spoke was trembling.

Lin Muxue couldn't help trembling, and when the belt was tied around his head, her hands trembled from time to time.

"Are you nervous?" Qingyang Lin Xiao's voice was extremely hoarse and magnetic.

The simple knot was a bit laborious at this moment, after tying it, Lin Muxue said, "It's just itchy."

The well-proportioned facial features flashed an evil smile, Qingyang Lin Xiao held her waist with his hand, and was about to kiss her.

Lin Muxue suppressed her smile, her eyes were icy cold, but her voice was still touching and soft: "Don't worry, it hasn't started yet."

Qingyang Lin Xiao's eyes were blindfolded, but his fingers still hooked her chin accurately: "You little devil." Then he let her go.

Lin Muxue clenched her fists tightly, her palms were sweating, and after getting out of bed, she went straight to the coat rack.

As she had imagined, there were sharp daggers and black pistols in the boots.

Lin Muxue turned around and looked behind her. The man was still lazily lying on the bed, with his legs crossed without knowing the danger coming. His legs in black socks seemed to be greeting her, swaying from side to side. The man's voice was extremely ear-piercing. : "During it any longer will make me lose patience."

Lin Muxue was already driven crazy, she didn't want to lose her body, so after gritting her teeth, she took out the pistol, the black and heavy pistol was like a huge rock.

Just as Lin Muxue turned around, the man's tall figure stood in front of her, his belt looped around his slender fingers.

Her heart beat suddenly, and she quickly raised the gun, aiming at his heart: "Don't move."

"You let me down very much!" Qingyang Lin Xiao looked down at her from a high place with dejected eyes, and a trace of complex matter flashed in the dark eyes.

Lin Muxue's fingers were trembling, her eyes were as cold as ice: "I don't care if you are disappointed or desperate."

Lin Muxue's eyes swept across the double wooden doors vigilantly, and her body moved closer to the door. The pistol and her eyes were always on Qingyang Lin Xiao's body. As long as he dared to resist, she would definitely shoot.

But he was still unmoved, his face never changed a bit, and he smiled evilly in the face of danger, as if everything was under his control.

Lin Muxue twisted the handle hard, but she couldn't pull it away. She turned around and held the handle with both hands.

Qingyang Lin Xiao approached quietly, and a tall figure came from behind Lin Muxue. He rested one hand on the door above her head, and put one hand in his pocket: "The door has been locked from the outside. I want to open it. Unless the key."

Lin Muxue was dumbfounded, what kind of broken door is this, it can be locked from the outside.

He seemed to have penetrated into her heart: "Just to prevent you from escaping."

Lin Muxue turned around angrily, put the pistol against his chest, and said cruelly: "Let me go, or I will kill you."

A trace of sadness flashed in Qingyang Lin Xiao's gloomy eyes, his hand in his pocket suddenly held the tip of the gun, and he lowered his head and approached her: "Are you really willing to kill me?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Muxue frowned and growled. She seemed powerful, but she was already panicked in her heart.

Seeing that Qingyang Lin Xiao's lips were approaching her, he pushed his chest with one hand and roared, "Get out."

"Then you shoot?" There was still an arrogant and evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and his handsome facial features forced her.

Lin Muxue struggled inwardly, and pulled the trigger with her finger in panic.

But the muzzle of the gun did not make the sound she imagined, only the sound of the board being pulled.

Lin Muxue's brows were frowned, and she twitched several times unwillingly.

Qingyang Lin Xiao smiled softly, his facial features were three-dimensional, noble and unfeeling, his lips moved to her ear, and his voice was low and deep: "You are not loaded."

Lin Muxue grew up with a gun. She had never even played with a toy gun since she was a child, and she never thought of loading it.

She was angry and ashamed, her face flushed with anger.

Qingyang Lin Xiao walked around behind her, knocked his sharp chin on her shoulder, and held her hands: "I'll teach you."

He forced her other hand on the pistol, loaded it, and took aim.

boom!
An antique vase from the Qiankun period burst open and shattered in an instant.

A bright light flashed in Lin Muxue's eyes, she shook off his hand when he was proud, ran a step forward, kept a certain distance from him, turned around, pointed the gun at him again: "Dig your own grave."

Qingyang Lin Xiao shrugged without fear: "I teach you, not for you to kill me."

"You asked for it."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Muxue pulled the trigger.

The result is consistent with the previous situation.

She frowned and glared at him angrily.

what happened?

"I forgot to tell you, there is only one bullet in it." He looked at her slowly.

Damn it!No wonder he was unhurried from the very beginning. He knew she couldn't use a pistol, and he even used the only one shot just now.

Damn man, how dare he play tricks on her.

Lin Muxue cursed him thousands of times in her heart, but it was no match for his easy behavior.

The pistol was confiscated, and Lin Muxue was returned to the big bed. He was ruthless and decisive: "My patience has run out, and I think you are helpless. Obediently let your hands go and catch you, so you won't suffer more."

Only then did Lin Muxue suddenly realize that she was as weak as an ant in front of him. It turned out that from just now, he knew her behavior, and he didn't stop her just to see what tricks she could play.
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