Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

An Ting just glanced at him lightly, then put away the shotgun calmly, looked at Jian Jianning, and said, "Jianning, it's time to go home."

Jian Ning looked at Bao Siheng and wanted to say something, but she knew that at this moment, she had to go back upstairs as soon as possible, which was the most correct choice.

So, she gritted her teeth, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Jane Ning!"

Bao Siheng was afraid that she would be hurt by An Ting again when she went back, so he tried to catch up and even persuaded her to go with it.

But at the same time, An Ting on the balcony raised the shotgun again, and then heard a "click", and the bullet was loaded again.

"Bo Siheng," An Ting said coldly, "If you really want to die here today, you can go ahead!"

Bo Siheng clenched his fists and looked up at him, "An Ting, do you really dare to kill people in the street? Aren't you afraid that the local law will sanction you?"

"Afraid?" An Ting sneered: "Since I dare to fire the first shot, I will definitely dare to fire the second shot. Bao Siheng, do you want to try?"

"Then try!"

Bao Siheng let out a low growl, and was about to step forward, when suddenly a person rushed out from the opposite side, almost bumping him, and knocked him out hard.

The unsuspecting Bao Siheng was knocked far away, and when he fixed his eyes on the person opposite, he couldn't help but startled, and the anger that had just surged up immediately vented.

"Janening?"

He looked at the woman in front of him who was panting slightly because of the violent movements.

"Not leaving yet?"

Jian Ning stared at him angrily, his chest heaved violently and growled at him: "I told you not to pester me anymore, I told you not to let me see you anymore, why don't you go?"

Jian Ning's sudden accusation made Bo Siheng feel inexplicable, he looked at Jian Ning in a daze, a little at a loss.

"Jianning, you..."

Before he could say anything, he was pushed several times by Jian Ning who was rushing towards him, causing him to back up again and again.

"I let you go, let you go, didn't you hear me?"

Looking at Jian Ning's impatient roar, Bao Siheng was both helpless and distressed, the corners of his mouth moved, but in the end he didn't say a word, took a deep look at Jian Ning, turned and left.

An Ting on the balcony quietly watched what happened downstairs, his face was hidden between light and shadow, flickering, no one could see through what he was thinking at this moment.

Jian Ning trotted up the stairs all the way, holding the hem of her skirt.

"...Ting."

She slowly moved in front of him, trying her best to suppress the accelerated breathing rhythm due to the trot, slightly lowered her head, not daring to say more.

An Ting suddenly turned around holding the gun, and the black muzzle of the gun pointed straight at his face. Jian Ning raised her throat in shock, and subconsciously took a step back.

"came back?"

But An Ting suddenly acted like nothing happened, smiled at her, put away the shotgun, and wiped it on his own.

Jian Ning's heart relaxed a little, she looked at An Ting, her face was pale, she pointed at the shotgun cautiously, and asked tentatively: "Ting... this thing... seems to be illegal..."

She knew that An Ting had a pistol, but she didn't know that he even had a shotgun. She thought that he took her to this unfamiliar place and needed a pistol for self-defense, but until she saw him so blatantly carrying a shotgun in the street Shooting, which made her terrified and frightened.

Jian Ning suddenly felt that An Ting in front of her was very strange to her. To be exact, she seemed to have never really understood him.

What exactly is his job, what is he doing when he leaves early and returns late every day, and those government officials, a foreigner, how did he become brothers with those people so quickly?

An Ting was still playing with the shotgun in his hand, fascinated, without raising his head, he responded casually: "Why, are you afraid?"

"No, no!" Jian Ning smiled, but only she knew in her heart how much effort it took to force this smile.

An Ting put the cleaned shotgun into the box, and then slowly walked in front of Jian Ning.

Jian Ning lowered her head subconsciously.

But in the next second, her chin was hooked by the other party's fingers and forced to lift up.

"Jianning, don't be afraid, you shouldn't be afraid of me!"

He looked into her eyes, the eyes were still gentle, but the dark eyes made Jian Ning feel a chill for no reason.

"I would never do that to you!"

An Ting was still whispering softly: "You know, I don't like that man, I feel uncomfortable when he gets close to you..."

As he said that, An Ting suddenly took two steps forward. He gently hugged Jian Ning into his arms, and sniffed her hair vigorously, moving from the back of her head to her neck, and finally stopped behind her ears.

"Don't do this again... I know you did it on purpose just now."

He clung to her ear and spoke softly.

Jian Ning stood stiffly, not daring to move.

"Do you want to block my bullets with your own body?"

His voice continued, and Jian Ning hurriedly shook his head after realizing it, "No...not..."

"Shh!"

An Ting put his other hand through her back, covering his mouth, and made a silent movement.

Jian Ning subconsciously shut up, only to hear the person behind him continue with a ghostly low voice: "However, fortunately it was you just now, Jian Ning, if you hadn't rushed out of him just now, I almost died I can hold back and shoot him directly..."

Whispering softly, An Ting moved his head back a little bit, enough to see Jian Ning's expression clearly, he looked at him steadily, and said again: "Jian Ning, if you change your position today, now hold the The one with the gun is him, Bo Siheng, and the one under the second is me, what will happen to you?"

Jian Ning stared blankly at him who couldn't figure out his emotions, a little at a loss.

"Tell me," he continued to guide in a low voice: "Tell me, Jian Ning, will you protect me the same way you protected him just now?"

After a brief downtime, Jian Ning's mind became very clear, she shook her head hastily, and answered her firmly: "No, I didn't want to protect him, I was just afraid that something would happen to you!"

Her answer seemed somewhat unexpected, An Ting was obviously taken aback for a moment, Jian Ning took this opportunity and continued: "Ting, I know that you did all this for me, and I also know that you hate seeing him appear in the By my side, I don't care whether he will die at all, I only care whether you will break the law by beating him to death, Ting, compared to him, I am more worried about you!"

An Ting's black eyes were shining brightly, and he looked deeply at Jian Ning, as if he wanted to see if she was lying.

However, Jian Ning's clear eyes were enough to explain everything, An Ting suddenly smiled, first pulled the facial muscles from the eyes, and then pulled the corners of the mouth, revealing a nice curve.

This is a heartfelt laugh.