Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

An Ziqi stroked her forehead and nodded eagerly, "Yes, yes, make a movie, run away."

"After that moment, you have to come back and take a photo with us." The crowd clamored in hustle and bustle.

"Well, run, run." An Ziqi was busy dredging the crowd, letting everyone go out from the door quickly.

They had just sent everyone out, and the two were about to run out of the door.

The black-clothed man in the back kitchen finally ran over the small aisle with his head full of hot and sour noodles, picked up a chair from the side and smashed it directly towards the door.

Then quickly stepped forward and blocked the two of them in a corner.

He had been sprinkled with instant noodle sauce by An Ziqi before, and was splashed with hot and sour powder by the two. At this moment, his eyes were red and swollen like a beast, and he was approaching them step by step.

The two of them are like two poor little sheep stuck in that blind spot, with nowhere to escape.

An Ziqi stepped forward hurriedly, blocking Huang Ying directly behind her.

He quickly reached out his hand and drew the gun from behind, pointed at the man, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't come here, or I will shoot."

After all, it was the first time that she held a gun at someone, and it was inevitable that she was a little nervous at this moment of life and death.

The person looked at An Ziqi's slightly trembling hand and sneered, as if convinced that she did not dare to shoot, she walked towards the two without any scruples.

Seeing that there are still a few steps away, he will walk in front of the two.

Huang Ying quickly glanced at the table not far away.

He was quickly thinking about how to serve him with two bowls of hot and sour noodles at the last speed.

There was a "bang" gunshot.

The man screamed and fell to the ground.

Huang Ying was startled by the gunshots, turned her head hurriedly, and saw a figure rushing in from the outside.

Stepping forward, An Ziqi pulled An Ziqi into his arms.

"Are there any injuries?"

A hurried and slightly hoarse voice sounded in An Ziqi's ears.

An Ziqi was still immersed in her surprise at the shooting, and finally came back to her senses after hearing this sound.

"No."

Xiao Moli let go of his hanging heart, let go of her, and angrily raised his hand to wipe off the traces of red oil on the corners of her lips.

"You are all escaping, do you still remember to eat? Can you be more serious when you escape?"

No one cares so much about his life.

He glanced at the Oriole next to him again, with the same traces of red oil on his mouth, and the corners of his lips twitched fiercely.

Are these two people running for their lives or stealing food?

An Ziqi didn't care about his bad tone, blinked, and said with some triumph, "Husband, I shot just now? See if I am a genius? The first shot was so accurate. His legs. So it's not difficult to shoot."

Xiao Mo was almost mad at her.

The focus of this little thing is never on the same line as him.

Bend his finger and knocked twice on her little head, "I did it."

"what?"

An Ziqi turned her head, curled her lips and glanced with regret at the person who was holding her leg and screaming and rolling on the ground.

A group of people ran in from outside, nodded and greeted Xiao Moli, they quickly **** the person on the ground and took away.

Seeing Xiao Moli's ugly face, An Ziqi blinked and hurriedly changed the subject.

"Husband, are you hungry? I ask you to eat hot and sour noodles."