The vicious mother dressed as a villain, in the baby boy

Come again and again.

What this person is familiar with...acts like a hooligan in a serious way.

If this man hadn't been injured, Xu Zhaozhao would have really wanted to pinch him.

How long has it been since you were flirting? ?

"Gu Qingyan, I'm not in the mood to flirt with you."

Xu Zhaozhao continued to stare at him, and became serious, "I really hope you live."

After looking at each other for a while, Xu Zhaozhao thought that this man would figure it out...

"Then you hug me."

He said in a deep voice, his eyes bright in the dark environment, "A hug can also save me."

Xu Zhaozhao: ...

Don't try to reason with a crazy person.

She was silent for a moment and agreed, "Okay."

Gu Qingyan opened his arms to greet her.

She deliberately avoided Gu Qingyan's injured left leg and buried it in his arms.

I agreed to give him a hug not because I believed in his words that "a kiss and a hug can save him."

Instead, to avoid being robbed of his mobile phone for calling 120, he secretly pressed the phone behind him.

Although the vision is deprived, emergency calls can be made without seeing.

Gu Qingyan noticed her movement, but he didn't stop her.

Xu Zhaozhao's guess was indeed correct. Gu Qingyan would not free his hands to stop her actions in this situation.

The arms placed on Xu Zhaozhao's waist tightened a little, and their bodies got closer.

He slowly lowered his head and placed his chin in the crook of Xu Zhaozhao's neck, just like he had done countless times before.

The fragrance that haunted him lingered on the tip of his nose, like a dream.

"Honey, I didn't lie to you."

Hugs literally save me.

As soon as Xu Zhaozhao pressed the last number, Gu Qingyan's voice fell upon her, making half of her face tingle.

Boom-!

boom--!

Chong——!

Two voices came over at the same time, and Xu Zhaozhao couldn't tell which voice had a greater impact on her.

Xu Zhaozhao finally broke away from Gu Qingyan's arms without pressing his fingers.

He regained his sight and looked towards his left leg.

A bullet and a trap clip exploded by the huge momentum lay inconspicuously in the grass.

In the white left hand, a little white smoke came out from the muzzle of the gun and slowly dissipated.

He smashed the trap clip with a bullet.

Or touch typing.

"madman!"

Xu Zhaozhao didn't know how many times he had talked about him today.

Apart from this word, there is really no other word to describe this person.

He was so crazy that he shot himself in the left leg with his eyes closed. What if the bullet missed?

"Do you think... I'm particularly selfish?"

His hand holding the gun was shaking, "There is only one bullet, I didn't shoot the poacher..."

"Yes! You are so selfish, Gu Qingyan, you are so selfish!"

Xu Zhaozhao couldn't bear it and yelled at him.

Hopeless.

She is the most selfish one.

How many big men's lives are needed to compare with Gu Qingyan?

With tears in his eyes, he took out a bandage from the bag given by the director and wrapped it around the wound on his leg to stop the bleeding.

“Next time be selfish to the end and put yourself first.”

"If you die..."

Xu Zhaozhao bit his lip and glared at him, "I just look down on you."

He is a lover, but he is not stupid. Of course he knows that what Xu Zhaozhao said is ironic.

Gu Qingyan put away the things in his hands silently, took Xu Zhaozhao's hand, and pulled off the handkerchief on his chest with the other hand.

Lowering her eyes, she carefully wiped away the bright red stain on her hands one by one.

"Will not."

He seemed to be making some solemn promise, "I will not die."

Zhaozhao said that she hoped that he would live.

He will be alive and well.

After he wiped off the blood on Xu Zhaozhao's hand, she pulled her hand back belatedly.

Subconsciously touched his neckline, it was blank.

When the two microphones were chasing the big man, they didn't know where they fell.

Xu Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be troublesome if the conversation just now... and the sound of gunshots were transmitted through the microphone.

The thunder just covered up the gunshots, as long as Xu Zhaozhao didn't tell, no one would know about it.

The photographer Xu lost the direction of the two of them and never caught up.

"Zhao Zhao."

He took Xu Zhaozhao's hand back again, and Xu Zhaozhao could feel the thin callus on his hand.

I didn’t know how I got here before.

But just now, she knew.

He looked into her eyes, and the surging emotions inside almost burned Xu Zhaozhao.