The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 223

【"How did you get in?" Black Dragon stared at Zhu Yan vigilantly, and asked in a cold voice.

"Of course they came in." Zhu Yan glanced at Jiang Wen, then turned his gaze to Heilong, and said slowly, "Otherwise, is there any other way?"

"Those people outside..." were all killed by him? !
"Don't look at me like that, I never do it myself."

Zhu Yan tore off the pure white gloves, and walked to Jiang Wen's side. The jade pendant was clear and clean, with a kind of gentle beauty.

"Young Master." Jiang Wen lowered his eyes when he saw Zhu Yan, but no emotion could be heard in his voice.

Zhu Yan smiled crookedly, his blue-gray eyes were clean, "Your lover?"

"Yes…"

The sound of the gunshot was only for a moment, and the bullet was shot from behind him. The young man's smile was still gentle, his indifference and blood could not touch him, but it made his hands and feet feel cold.

"If you hesitate because of love, you will be abandoned by the organization."

The girl with the gun in the eyebrow died, and the young man stood in the light with a gentle and calm voice.

Heilong stared stiffly at Xu Zhi on the pillar. He looked up at Jiang Wen, only to find that he picked up the gun from the person beside him in a very elegant manner, and the muzzle of the gun was slowly aimed at the center of his eyebrows.

His lover died, but he looked at himself with a smile, his voice was gentle and refined, and he said with a smile: "Look, I was cheated."

These people are crazy.

At the last moment of death, this idea kept circling in my mind.

The black dragon's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief, and he fell to the ground slowly.

After finishing the matter, Zhu Yan looked down at his watch, saw that it was not too late, and slightly bent his lower lip.

Should be able to go home on time to accompany the little girl.

The sniper who had nothing to do in the organization at the side yawned lazily, jumped off the broken tin box, and walked to Zhu Yan's side.

He was just about to complain about the lack of meaning this time, when he lowered his eyes, his eyes happened to fall on the watch on Zhu Yan's wrist.

Zhu Yan noticed him, and raised his hand in a showy manner, with a luxury watch hanging on his cold, white and thin wrist, he couldn't hide his smile, "Does it look good? It's a gift from my little girl."

Sniper: "..."

"Young master, how many times have you shown off to us..." The sniper twitched the corners of his mouth, howling in complaint.

"Really?" Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, and still deliberately shook his wrist, not wanting to be beaten, "I don't remember."

Sniper: "..."

snort!He didn't wear it if he was spotted by the enemy because it was easy to reflect!
Jiang Wen was dealing with the wound on his arm. Seeing the scene over there, the texture of red beans was clearly attached to his wrist. He couldn't help but smile, but felt a little sore inside.

After the sniper put down his gun, he couldn't stay idle. Seeing Jiang Wen alone, he started to lean over to find something to say, "Speaking of which, your acting skills are really explosive! I can see it over there, awesome!"

"Treat her as your most important person, and you can too." Jiang Wen glanced at him and continued to bandage the wound.

"That can't be done." The sniper crossed his chest against the wall and said lightly, "I don't have anyone important, so I can't imagine your pain."

He has no one to rely on since he was a child, and he got up from the dark web.

If there is an important person, it is only himself.

"Then imagine her as yourself."

"That's not going to happen." The sniper tried to imagine, but shook his head fiercely in denial, "Can I be so miserable?"

Jiang Wen: "..."

Jiang Wen didn't want to talk to the sniper anymore, stuffed the medicine in his hand into his arms, and left with his sleeves covered.

"Hey! You asked me to clean up these again? How shameless?!"

"I am the patient."

Sniper: "..." What an injury!
Well, it’s really amazing...]

The picture ends, Sui Ling caressing the flowers that have not yet withered, her fingers are thin and white, her long eyelashes are curled up and black, and a little lazy mist permeates her eyes.

"cute."

Sui Ling completely sank on the sofa, made a nonsensical comment, with a smile in her eyes, cold and gentle.

The TV was still playing, and the fallen leaves outside the window fell to the ground again. The housekeeper had just gone out to buy vegetables not long ago.

The girl rested her hands lazily on her eyes, feeling sleepy like a gentle tide, relaxing every nerve.

The lights in the whole house were turned off, Zhu Yan glanced at the gradually darkening sky, frowning slightly.

It's so late, the little girl is not at home?

Zhu Yan pushed open the door, and in the silence, an indistinct TV sound could be heard.

His eyes were raised, and he was in a much happier mood.

In the huge living room, only the TV was dimly lit, playing childish cartoons, which she didn't like to watch, but still wanted to play them.

The girl lazily occupied the entire sofa, her trousers slid up due to the movement, revealing her thin and fair calves, her hair covered most of her face.

Zhu Yan stepped forward, paused again, and subconsciously smelled the smell of blood on his body.

After confirming that it was not there, Zhu Yan dared to approach Sui Ling lightly.

"came back?"

Sui Ling's eyes were not even opened, her tone was light and loose, with the unique laziness when she was not awake.

Zhu Yan replied gently: "Yes, I'm back."

Zhu Yan sat next to Sui Ling, the faint fragrance of grass and trees mixed with the elegant fragrance of gardenia, contradictory and soft.

Sui Ling raised her eyes and leaned on his lap, "Have you been wearing perfume?"

"No."

Zhu Yan replied in a warm voice, as soon as the fingertips were placed on Suiling's hair, she avoided her, touched her eyes, smiled innocently, and put the fingertips on her belly the next best thing.

"I changed the shower gel, it smells like you."

Zhu Yan's fingers were not as cold as in the past, but warm as warm jade, and there was a strange feeling when they rested on his abdomen.

Sui Ling was no longer sleepy, she opened her eyes to look at the tender eyes of the young man, and tapped his brow with her fingertips.

"you are very cute."

Although she didn't know where the girl got the adjective cute, Zhu Yan didn't care, and asked with sparkling eyes, "So do you love me?"

"I love you." Sui Ling's voice was gentle and gentle, "I love you."

Obviously, I have confirmed the answer from the girl countless times, but I can hear it again, but I will still be moved by it.

A faint blush climbed to the tips of his ears, Zhu Yan tilted his head, not wanting the girl to see his shyness.

Zhu Yan secretly calmed down his flustered and bewildered mood, but his voice was still not as calm as before.

"Aren't you going to ask if I love you?"

"Don't ask, I know you love me."

No matter which world, where, or which side of his personality he is in, he will always fall in love with himself.

These loves do not require rhetorical questions.

"But there is nothing wrong with you asking me this question." Sui Ling smiled at Zhu Yan, and rolled her eyes warmly and coldly, "This is the sense of security about love that you should have."

Sui Ling is a god.

There is no pretense of calmness and indifference, but the most essential gentleness and divinity are revealed in her bones.

Sui Ling's gentle smile made the arc of Zhu Yan's eyes rise even more. He entangled her hair, winding strands around her fingertips and wrists, "It is my eternal fortune to have you."

(End of this chapter)