My wife has always been timid

The evil wolf found a bigger enemy, raised its head to the sky and let out a long, creepy howl, and leapt towards Fu Xiuyuan ferociously with the sound of howling wind.

boom! boom! boom!
Fu Xiuyuan calmed down, aimed at the wolf and fired several times. The bloodthirsty wolf didn't even get close to Fu Xiuyuan's body, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Su Qingcheng let out a long breath of relief.

No matter how ferocious a beast is, it is nothing more than a mere ant in front of a hard bullet.

Fu Xiuyuan still didn't put down the gun in his hand, and pointed vigilantly at the fallen wolf, taking a strategic posture to guard against the wolf's counterattack. The next second, he cast a deep gaze on her and stretched out a hand.

"Can you stand up?"

The voice like the sounds of nature warmed and soothed the panic in her heart, Su Qingcheng couldn't help tears welling up in her eyes for a moment.

But before she could reach out to pick it up, suddenly there was a whistling wind blowing up.

Right behind Fu Xiuyuan, the wolf that had fallen to the ground slowly stood up again, with a ferocious light in its eyes, soaring up into the air and rushing towards them as if they were all dead——

"Fu Xiuyuan! Be careful!"

Su Qingcheng cried out.

Fu Xiuyuan's expression became serious, and he subconsciously grabbed her hand, hugged her into his arms, and quickly rolled her to the side.

scoff-

As if the cloth was being scratched, Fu Xiuyuan snorted and frowned fiercely, but he still didn't let go of the hand protecting her in his arms.

Fu Xiuyuan...

Su Qingcheng looked at him in astonishment, and was speechless for a moment.

The evil wolf let out a long howl, and attacked them again unwillingly. Fu Xiuyuan raised his hand in an extremely fast reaction, turned over and fired countless shots at the evil wolf, this time with a headshot!
Pfft!
The bulky animal body fell straight from midair, hitting the ground heavily, kicking up thick dust and fallen leaves.

The surroundings were instantly quiet.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock... There was only the sound of blood dripping from the wolf, and the smell of blood wafted in the air.

"Silly?"

It was Fu Xiuyuan who spoke first.

Su Qingcheng suddenly regained consciousness.

"Fu Xiuyuan, where are you hurt? Let me see!" She anxiously touched Fu Xiuyuan's arm and shoulder.

Fu Xiuyuan grabbed her groping little hand, sat up, and wrapped her in his arms.

"I am fine."

With a calm tone, his slender fingers helped her wipe the blood on her face, and even asked her in turn, "Are you okay?"

Hearing his concern, Su Qingcheng's tears fell down without a trace.

But before she could answer this man, her eyes suddenly went dark, and then she lost the last trace of consciousness...

The next morning.

When Su Qingcheng woke up, he was already in the bedroom of Mansion No. [-], and when he opened his eyes, it was gray.

And the simple gray indifferent decoration style in front of her told her simply and rudely that this was Fu Xiuyuan's room.

She is still alive!

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Fu Xiuyuan walked in with someone, seeing Su Qingcheng who had woken up on the bed, Fu Xiuyuan frowned slightly.

"woke up?"

The obviously indifferent tone was so pleasant to Su Qingcheng's ears.

"Fu Xiuyuan... I thought you really didn't want me anymore..." She said hoarsely, she got up and threw herself into the man's arms in aggrieved manner, trying her best to feel the warmth in his arms like a suffocated person longing for air.

Almost lost sight of him.

Fortunately, he came.

Suddenly being hugged like this, Fu Xiuyuan's eyes flickered with slight astonishment, and he looked dimly at the girl in his arms whose face was full of tears.

He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the girl's back tentatively. Seeing that she didn't resist or refuse, he seemed relieved. He hugged her small body into his arms as naturally as possible, and patted her gently with his big palm. Pat her on the back.

"Hey, don't be afraid."

The low voice rang in her ears, making her nostrils even more sour.

Kong Ang couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Miss, didn't you pat your chest and swear that you were strong yesterday? Why are you crying while hugging your master?"

Su Qingcheng choked suddenly.

Don't hit people in the face!Swearing does not reveal shortcoming!Little Confucius, you don't talk about Wude!