The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The headed man hits the GUCCI slim black men's wear with a white shirt, simple black and white, but the body is full of indescribable honor and elegance.

His pace was very slow, his face was wearing a silver mask, his face was blocked most, his face could not be seen, and he could only see the chin and eyes exposed in the air.

The hair color is pure black, the black color is also black, pure oriental blood!

His appearance, like the sky suddenly sprinkled a glimmer of light, let the scene that was originally floating in the clouds, suddenly brightened a lot.

The man’s hand is armed with a gun, and the body of the gun is made of sterling silver.

His demeanor is very cold, and the direction of the muzzle, from the time of appearance, refers to the man behind Fang Chixia.

Fang Chi’s head was pointed by a gun in the summer, and he did not think carefully about a man who was completely strange to himself.

Just a glimpse of the person, and looked at Luo Yibei, the two eyes gaze, with their eyes to communicate.

Luo Yibei gave her a comforting look, let her not be afraid, and she was secretly looking for an opportunity to shoot down the gun in the man's hand.

Fang Chi Xia said that he was not afraid of being fake. After all, the muzzle pointed at a completely stranger. Without a little bit of involvement, it would be possible to get rid of the gun at any time.

However, she never let herself show weakness in front of strangers.

Lifting his face, his eyes once again looked at the man a few meters away. Fang Chixia calmly reminded him in Mandarin. "You don't know me, I am completely innocent. It doesn't make sense to involve me."

The distance between the man and her is not too close, and Fang Chi Xia can't see the fluctuations in his eyes.

However, she can feel that his sight is on her.

He was watching her, the scorpion snorted slightly, and when the line of sight and Fang Chi Xia were handed over, Fang Chi Xia’s nervous and beating heart, like the lake that had been stroking the wind, suddenly became unusually peaceful.

This is a very strange feeling, the gun in the man's hand is pointing at her direction!

Being looked at by a strange man with a gun in his hand, she would feel peace in her heart!

The sight of two people, quietly facing.

A few seconds of confrontation, the man suddenly pulled the gun in his hand.

Fang Chi Xia Xiaokong was slightly magnified, holding his own head in both hands, and wanted to avoid sideways. Luo Yibei fluttered in her direction and pushed her to the side street.

boom!

The sharp bullets pierced the air, followed by a dull, falling sound.

Following Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei, the voice seemed bigger than the two.

In the air, **** smells are everywhere.

Fang Chi Xia leaned in Luo Yibei's arms, his head was blank for a few seconds, and his eyes glanced through his shoulder and looked in the direction he had just stood.

The man who had threatened her with a gun before fell to the ground, and there was a lot of blood on his head. The bullet was in the middle of the temple.

Fang Chixia was shocked to see this scene, and for a moment, a long sigh of relief.

The gun of the man was obviously directed at the man who threatened her!

Over the side, her gaze was quietly glanced at the man who shot.

The man's gaze was light, and he took a piece of cloth and casually wiped the gun body.

Probably aware of the sight that fell on himself, raised his face, his gaze looked at her face.

It is also the kind of sight that the breeze seems to smooth people's arrogance. As long as one meets his sight, Fang Chi Xia's heart is inexplicably calm.