Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

Asen led Mingshu through the hall, turned a corner, and saw a corridor, which was also dark at this time.

Asen took out the silencer gun from his waist and walked forward carefully.

Mingshu: "..." Carrying a gun with him is awesome.

Walking forward for about 20 meters, someone suddenly came out of a room, and Asen subconsciously raised his gun to aim at him.

Instinctively, the other party sensed the danger, quickly dodged to the side, and then quickly ran towards the safe passage.

A Sen chased after him and kicked open the door he came out of first, "Sir?"

"Sir, it's all right." Someone inside answered.

Bei Tang came out quickly, "Where is Nan Zhi?"

"Miss is behind..." Asen looked back, there was no one else in the empty corridor.

Cold sweat crawled all over his back.

Why is Miss Nanzhi missing?

He was clearly following behind him just now.

The temperature around him plummeted, and Asen felt the cold wind howling around him at this moment, blowing on him, the chill piercing his bones.

Asen is full of pills and pills.

He even lost the lady.

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Exit.

Mingshu and the figure were separated by two floors. Mingshu grabbed the handrail and jumped directly from the middle, landing exactly in front of that person.

The other party was taken aback, and then quickly pointed the gun at Mingshu, pressing the trigger with his finger, before he could press it.

The person opposite took out a submachine gun from behind.

other side:"……"

Is he dazzled?

Blink hard.

That's right...

Blink hard again.

You read that right.

I am grass! !

Foul! !

"Why don't we compare whose bullets are faster?" The girl's clear and cheerful voice echoed in the stairwell, "Let's see if you die first or you die first."

"..." Is there any difference between these words?

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Five minutes later, Beitang brought people down from above. He first glanced at the people on the ground, then strode towards Mingshu, held Mingshu's face in front of the people behind, and kissed him directly.

Asen and another bodyguard quickly turned around, pretending not to see them.

Beitang didn't say anything, let go of Mingshu after 1 minute, and told Asen, "Take care of the monitoring, this person is..."

"take away."

Beitang looked at Mingshu and seemed to be asking silently.

Mingshu smiled, his tone was very soft, "I have something to ask him."

Beitang frowned, Mingshu grabbed his shoulders, kissed him on the lips, and tilted his head to look at him.

"take away."

"..." Sir, you have no position! !

Asen seemed to have seen the map of the hotel before he came, and skillfully led them away from the basement, while the remaining bodyguard dealt with the rest of the problem.

When the car drove into the traffic, Beitang's tense body relaxed. He put his arms around Mingshu and rubbed his chin against the top of her hair, "Next time, don't take risks with your body."

Mingshu was a little out of breath from being strangled, but he smelled good, she moved her fingers, and wrapped her arms around his waist after a while.

Beitang visibly froze, and hugged her even tighter after a while.

"Nanzhi, I really can't afford to bet, I can't lose you again."

"I'll be fine." As long as this body is not dying, she will be fine.

I'll be fine.

The affirmative sentence was used without any hesitation or doubt, as if she was very confident that nothing would happen to her.

Reason told him that he couldn't believe it.

Can……

he believe.

Beitang was silent for a while, bowed his head and kissed her between the brows, and lingered down until he caught Mingshu's soft lips.

He likes the aura on her body, it is an aura that fascinates him, as if he had it a long, long time ago...and he will have it in the future.

She will always be his.

Her breath is engraved on the imprint of the soul.

Beitang was immersed in his own world, and only treated the person in his arms instinctively. When he noticed the person in his arms struggling, he suddenly came back to his senses.

He tore some of Mingshu's clothes off, exposing his fair shoulders and collarbone, leaving a red mark on it.

"Teacher Beitang, it is illegal to violate the law against minors!" The girl supported his chest.

Beitang pulled the clothes on her body, and then pulled the blanket from the back to cover her body, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Such a serious apology makes it hard for me to hate you.

Mingshu wrapped himself in a blanket, "What were you thinking just now?"

Beitang raised her hand to straighten her messy hair, and said softly, "Maybe I know you."

Mingshu's heart skipped a beat.

Beitang added, "We must have known each other in our previous life."

MMP almost gave it away.

Fortunately, I am smart.

"I must have owed you money in my previous life." Otherwise, why would I be so unlucky!Meet such a snake spirit!

"Then you have to pay it back in this lifetime." Beitang hugged Mingshu into his arms.

"..." You still push your nose on your face, who gave you courage.

Asen, who was driving in front, wanted to ignore the two people behind, but his husband didn't put the baffle, so he could still see it! !

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The car drove all the way and arrived at a manor.

Yes, it is the manor.

The car entered the gate of the manor, and it took a while to reach the villa.

The preferences of the villa seem to be based on the preferences of the original owner, which is very dreamy, like a princess castle.

"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?" Eat first before talking.

Beitang glanced at A Sen, and A Sen immediately understood, walked towards the kitchen, tied before... Oh, no, the pastry chef invited should have arrived, the lady will serve the dessert first.

So Mingshu ate exactly the same dessert as the one in the hotel.

Mingshu: "!???"

The dim sum is freshly made at first glance, and it is impossible to bring it back from the hotel, so why is the hotel chef here? !

"Not to your liking?" Bei Tang thought Ming Shu didn't like it.

"It's not bad..." The hostess, who has a little bit of master cooking skills, cooks delicious food.

"Don't eat it if it doesn't suit your appetite, and get something else."

"Don't waste it!" Hu Shishu went online, "Have you ever thought about the feeling of food when you waste it like this?"

"..." I'm stupid!Who is Lao Tzu for?

Where does the food come from, what kind of feeling do you feel after being eaten by you?

crazy!

The dishes in the back were served quickly, but the portions were not large. It was obvious that Beitang was afraid that Mingshu would eat too much, and it was difficult to digest at night.

"Enough is enough, don't eat."

The bowl in front of Mingshu was moved away, Mingshu's eyes followed, and the next second he quickly hugged the bowl, "What are you doing?"

The corner of Beitang's mouth twitched, "You've eaten a lot."

"I'm not full."

Beitang frowned. He got up and pulled Mingshu's chair away, and reached out to touch her stomach. His warm palm was pressed against her lower abdomen, and a warm current spread immediately.

Mingshu's waist was originally thin, but there was no trace of it at this time.

Where did she eat MMP?

"That can't be eaten." Take her to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow.

"The last few mouthfuls." Mingshu held the bowl, like a spoiled little girl, "Don't waste it."

To waste food is to waste life.

Life cannot be wasted.

Seeing that there was not much left in the bowl, Beitang acquiesced in her eating.