Steal a god and take it home

Song Xiaoya looked up at him, she looked pitiful, but she was secretly happy, she is the best partner with Yinlang, Yinlang is good at installing all kinds of stealing software, just look at the little tricks in his phone, the hidden icons It was seen through by her.

Chu Lingxuan dialed the phone number she had called, and the phone she put on the table rang.

He naturally asked, "What do you want my number for?"

"We got to know each other, so there's nothing wrong with exchanging numbers!" Song Xiaoya said.

"Don't call me indiscriminately, I'm not free."

"I know."

Song Xiaoya paused for a moment, then asked again: "Brother Chu, are you free tonight?"

"What?"

"Let's go out and play."

"No time."

"What are you going to do?" Song Xiaoya asked regretfully.

"There is special training tonight." Chu Lingxuan replied.

"Ah? Then you won't come back at night?" Song Xiaoya asked, but she was glad that he was not here, otherwise if something happened at night, wouldn't he know?
"No return."

Song Xiaoya let out a sigh of regret, but felt relieved.

After lunch, Chu Lingxuan drove her away, and then he also left.

After he left, Song Xiaoya jumped off her balcony and ran into his house.

I'm staying at his house tonight!
**
That night, special training was going on in the mysterious base.

Chu Lingxuan was wearing a black special forces training uniform, and his slightly cold handsome face made people feel shuddering under the moonlight.

In the army, he is a stern, unsmiling, cold but not indifferent army commander.

He speaks and does everything neatly and gently, which seems to be words that have nothing to do with him.

It's just that only few people know the tenderness in his heart.

"Why are you absent-minded? Are you uncomfortable?" Murong Tian stood beside him, realizing that he had lost his mind for the first time tonight.

"It's nothing."

"If you don't feel well, you can go back first. It's just a routine special training. It doesn't matter if you're not here." Murong Tian said with concern. He has always been so serious and rarely rests. Humans get tired too.

Normally, Chu Lingxuan would have rejected his kindness, but now, he hesitated.

"What?" Murong Tian asked, his hesitation could be seen to be something serious, right?

"I'll leave this place to you, I'll go back first." Chu Lingxuan said, turned around and left.

Murong Tian nodded, his eyes instantly became gossip.

Rare!
At this time, two tall and mighty black killers broke into Song Xiaoya's room. They held weapons in their hands and walked towards the room vigilantly.

The elevator on the sixteenth floor dinged and the door opened.

Chu Lingxuan was still wearing black training clothes. As soon as he walked to the door, he sensed something wrong with a murderous look.

The door of Song Xiaoya's house was not closed, it was only a crack, and the lock was broken.

He frowned slightly, and many questions flashed in his mind.

Could it be that she is really lightning?
Chu Lingxuan's immediate reaction was to ensure her safety.

He swiftly entered the door, and as soon as he entered, he saw two black figures walking into the room.

One of them spotted him and quickly turned to look at him.

The two of them agreed tacitly, one came out to stop him, and the other rushed into the room.

The black killer blocking the door pointed his gun at him.

In the darkness, the eyes of the Negro look particularly white.

Chu Lingxuan's figure flew towards the man like the wind.

call out!
The sound of gunfire processed by the silencer is the sound of a thrilling sharp weapon piercing the air.

**
Downstairs, Song Xiaoya watched the surveillance video upstairs with her mobile phone, and she suddenly sat up from the bed.

Chu Lingxuan!
Why did he show up in her room?
Song Xiaoya panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down. Her baby face showed a calmness and coldness that did not belong to her age.

She quickly got out of bed, ran out of the balcony, and quickly rolled up.

Those black killers will definitely not let Chu Lingxuan go easily.

But when she appeared now, it was tantamount to exposing herself.