Ace Sniper Wife

"You have it." Liu Wanyan frowned slightly and her voice suddenly softened. "At least, I want to hear what you think."

Here, in addition to song Zichen, the only thing she cares about most is yeqianxiao.

"No idea."

Night qianxiao refused.

Liu Wanyan looked at her dejectedly and asked, "are you angry?"

Tiny collect Mou, night thousand Xiao way, "have no."

"Well..."

"It's your decision."

"And then?"

"I'm not good at getting involved in other people's decisions."

"I'm in a mess now." Liu Wanyan bit her lips, "do you like people?"

"No

"Well, I asked the wrong person."

Nodding slightly, Liu Wanyan walked upstairs dejectedly.

Really asked the wrong person, how can she ask ye qianxiao for advice?

They are not a kind of person.

Too calm night qianxiao, it is impossible for him to be taken, let alone into this predicament.

She will quickly cut the confusion, like or not, agree to be together, do not agree to leave.

Yeqianxiao is much more comfortable than she is.

"Liu Wanyan."

Night qianxiao standing in place, calling her.

"Well?"

Liu Wanyan looks back.

In the dark, night qianxiao's figure is slightly emaciated, but under the brim of the hat that pair of cold eyes, or as always calm.

"My idea is very simple, people can live without love, so if you don't like him, leave."

"Good."

Liu Wanyan nodded.

Then, go upstairs.

Like a person, did not expect, so difficult.

……

The next day.

The sun rises in the East.

The morning exercise, as always, ended in the rising sun.

As before, yeqianxiao and bingluo sit together for breakfast.

Steamed bread, steamed buns, eggs, porridge, fried dough sticks, each of which was selected a little, nothing special.

However, night qianxiao always feel that there is wipe line of sight fall on his body.

Gaze, lift eyes swept, the line of sight disappeared without a trace.

"Qianxiao."

With a cheerful voice, Xu Mingzhi sat down beside her with a plate.

"Good morning."

Casually should sound, night qianxiao slowly eat steamed bread.

"Good morning." Xu Mingzhi nodded to her, but soon he heard him "Yi".

Xiao Qian raised his eyes.

"Well, are you picky?"

Xu Mingzhi approached bingluo a little and asked in a low voice.

Low eyes, night thousand Xiao looked at the eye ice Luo plate.

Steamed bread.

Four steamed buns.

Only steamed bread.

Night qianxiao quietly take back sight, continue to eat their own steamed bread.

As Xu Mingzhi said, bingluo is picky about food, which is serious.

Every morning, on her plate, only steamed bread.

Seeing Xu Mingzhi approaching suddenly, bingluo grabs the action of tearing steamed bread for a moment, and then suddenly there is no action.

She looked at him, cold and resistant.

However, as if he didn't notice, Xu put the eggs on his plate into the ice plate, saying, "in the army, picky food is a big taboo. If you don't want to be killed, try something else."

When. When. When.

Three eggs, all on the ice Luo plate.