Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Li Qingran's face was like boiling water, what should be done.

Seeing her shy look, he couldn't help teasing her again, kissed her on the lips, and gave her a slight squeeze.

With a bit of teasing.

"What? Are you shy?"

Li Qingran pinched his arm with her hands in anger and embarrassment, "It's not honest to be beaten like this."

"That doesn't affect that."

Because there were few people on the road at night, Song Yan held her in his arms and kissed her again.

It seemed like they were the only two people left on the street.

But it just so happened that Song Yan was tall enough to wrap up his wife. If people didn't pay attention, they really wouldn't notice that he was holding a pretty little woman in his arms.

The two people who were kissing passionately were inseparable.

"Cough-cough-"

There was a cough, and Li Qingran quickly pushed Song Yan away, buried her face in his chest, and whispered: "There is someone, please pay attention to the impact."

Song Yan looked dissatisfied at a person standing not far away.

His brows frowned unconsciously.

I saw a playful male voice coming from behind.

"It's better to be young."

An oppressive breath of machinery seemed to be rushing towards the two of them, surrounding them all-pervasively.

Song Yan's sharp eyes competed with each other in the darkness, sparks flying.

Sensing Song Yan's change, she slowly turned around and saw a man in his 50s standing a few meters away from them, wearing black clothes and leaning on a cane.

In the dark night, due to the light, his whole person seemed even more invisible and full of mystery under the intertwining of darkness and light.

The light stretched the man's figure until it finally reached their feet.

Song Yan subconsciously held the little man in his arms a little tighter.

The deep eyes looked straight at each other.

They saw the other party walking towards them slowly and step by step.

Only then could the man's appearance be fully seen.

With a face full of violence, he can be regarded as a middle-aged and elderly version of a suit thug.

Those eyes made Li Qingran extremely uncomfortable, with naked scrutiny.

It seemed that Li Qingran was being treated as an object.

Song Yan stood directly in front of his wife.

I saw the man snap his fingers behind him.

Several strong men rushed out from a short distance away, and one could tell by looking at each of them that they were good fighters who often fought.

The man seemed to be saying very calmly, "Take this brother to have some fun."

Song Yan instinctively protected the person, "Ranran, I will hold them back for you later, and run away quickly."

As if he knew what they were talking about, the man said calmly: "Don't run away, otherwise I can't guarantee your group of friends."

"you!"

"Shh, don't worry. I'm just worried that he'll be too bored listening to us talk. I need to find someone to play with him."

"Okay, good boy, come out quickly, otherwise I can't promise what to do."

Just when Song Yan was about to take action, Li Qingran winked at him.

Okay, great. I can't deal with that group of people. You are alone and I'm afraid of you.

Itching powder, lime powder, and a full set of acupuncture services are provided to you.

If not, I will kill you, drag you into space, and smash you into pieces.

Song Yan listened to his wife's inner words, when did the wife's space have the function of killing without blood?

However, I felt a little relieved.

"Ayan, play with them, don't show mercy."

Li Qingran seemed to be very casual, adjusting Song Yan's collar, "I will feel bad if you are injured. Then I won't be able to do what I need to do."

The man next to him twitched his mouth, showing off his affection so quickly that he died.

Song Yan smiled and rolled up his sleeves, "Wait for me, my muscles and bones haven't moved yet today."

A figure quickly passed by.

Song Yan's strong arms directly picked up the person who had rushed up to him recently, and threw him over a handsome shoulder. A muffled sound of "bang——" echoed in the street.

When several gangsters saw this, they also rushed over.

Song Yan directly grabbed one of them, raised his knee, and struck the other person in the stomach.

After five or six hits in a row, Li Qingran could see the man vomiting yellow water after being hit.

As if Song Yan hadn't had enough fun, he dropped his fist towards the man's face.

Punch to the flesh.

hiss--

Li Qingran felt that Song Yan almost beat people to death.

The man next to him obviously didn't expect Song Yan to be so good at fighting, and he frowned.

I saw a few more people coming out.

Li Qingran took a look and saw that these people were different from the ones just now. These people had blood in them, and they looked like they had lives in their hands.

Of course Song Yan also discovered it.

His eyes scanned like an eagle.

There was an icy air all over his body.

mercenary.

As a soldier, I am very aware of the aura of these people.

He actually dared to come in and out of China so openly, and he didn't know how much blood of other Chinese people he had on his hands. Song Yan was like a Shura from hell, and his whole body was violent.

He just carried it away and walked over, his fingers raised provocatively.

Wipe the corners of his mouth.

The whole person was like a furious leopard that rushed forward to bite the enemy's veins.

Li Qingran was a little worried. Seeing Song Yan entangled with three men, his palms became nervous and sweaty.

She wanted to go up to help, but the man chuckled and said, "If you go, there will be more people behind you."

Li Qingran couldn't help but take out the needle and stab it directly into the man's acupuncture point.

The man actually didn't resist or retreat, but instead let Li Qingran get a firm grip by default.

He seemed to be teasing: "Have you vented your anger now? Can we have a chat?"

Li Qingran was speechless. What she had just stabbed was a painful point. A normal person would have howled long ago. Is this man sick?

No, he is just sick.

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and ask your people to release my friend, and ask my lover to come over."

The man said lightly: "It's not convenient for him to be here. It's just a discussion. You don't have no confidence in your man, do you?"

Li Qingran really wanted to stab the person in front of him to death, but the hostage was still in his hands.

If she acts rashly, what will others do?

Li Qingran gritted her teeth at the man angrily and said, "Put it off quickly. You are still doing so many things at such an old age."

Seeing the man's expression as ugly as if he had eaten a fly, she felt much better.

"Not yet?"

The man was speechless, resisting the urge to hit someone, and said, "Didn't I meet Lao Guang and Xiao Qiao just now? Why don't you know me well?"

Li Qingran deliberately showed an exaggerated shock, "Wow, so you are Master Long? How amazing."

He shrugged and said, "Are you satisfied?"

man:.......

Why didn't she follow the routine?

Li Qingran is very angry. Since I can't kill you with actual actions, I will choke you to death with just a few words.