Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Tang Yisheng didn't pay attention to Nan Qiao's expression. He just tensed up and paid attention to the situation outside.

The red dot disappeared after he threw Nan Qiao into the corner. It was unclear whether the people outside left or continued to wait for time.

After two or three minutes of silence, his soaring heart rate slowly slowed down. Tang Yisheng blinked and suddenly realized something:

The glass in the hotel is specially treated bulletproof glass. Even if a gun is fired, it will not actually cause much danger.

How silly.

Tang Yisheng suddenly felt speechless with himself.

It was only at this moment that Tang Yisheng realized in a daze that he had completely held Nan Qiao in his arms, almost in a protective manner.

Uh…

Tang Yisheng's body stiffened slightly.

Being so close, Nan Qiao could clearly feel the changes in Tang Yisheng's body. But in contrast to him, Nan Qiao relaxed her body contentedly and leaned against him as if she was very dependent.

"It seems that Tangtang is hard-spoken and soft-hearted." Nan Qiao took the initiative to break the silence, her tone was calm, and there was a hint of smile. It was obvious that she was not at all frightened by what just happened.

"You are reluctant to let me die." He was very sure.

"No." Tang Yisheng turned his head away from Nan Qiao and said in a cold and hard voice, "Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."

But despite his tough words, Tang Yisheng actually couldn't imagine what it would be like if the man outside really fired a gun, if the glass in the hotel was just ordinary glass, if he didn't happen to come back and found something unusual, and Nan Qiao didn't find it either... What will be the consequences?

"Really?" Nan Qiao didn't believe it.

She suddenly put her arms around Tang Yisheng's neck, and then with a strong hook, she pulled him in front of her face, eyes to eyes, nose to nose, and asked in a low voice.

Breathing seemed to turn into threads, colliding and intertwining in the air uncontrollably. Crisis and ambiguity were stuck together, which was very strange.

Tang Yisheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but shrink his fingers. Then he turned his eyes downward, avoiding Nan Qiao's eyes: "Under such circumstances, do you still have the mind to think about all this nonsense?"

When she is dying, she can still think of these romantic things in her mind. Is she a love brain?

"Otherwise?" Nan Qiao said in a relaxed tone, "We can't be sure what the situation is outside now. Is there anything else we can do besides waiting?"

"And don't change the subject, Tang Yisheng—" Nan Qiao changed his position and held his face with his hands, "Do you really not like me at all?"

Tang Yisheng was silent for a long time before speaking, his voice was hoarse and his tone was calm: "Like doesn't mean anything."

Mercenaries are a profession that licks blood on the tip of a knife. They may disappear from this world one day, so Tang Yisheng had no intention of having anything to do with anyone from the beginning. This would be good for everyone.

Of course, Nan Qiao is a person who is accustomed to seeing the colorful world at first sight. There is a high probability that he will not develop to that extent, so there is no need to be so unfounded.

But people will change. Tang Yisheng is not worried that Nan Qiao will change, but he is worried that he will be addicted to it, and it may become difficult to pull away by then.

His previous life was pretty good, and Tang Yisheng didn't want to change it yet. Besides, he was used to an exciting life, so he might not be able to get used to change.

The encounter with Nan Qiao is probably just a small episode in life. After the mission is over, it is natural that the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road.

After all, he didn't deny it. Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, not disappointed at all, and his expression was even a little gentle: "Like doesn't mean anything, so what should I use to mean it?"

"Do you love me?" Nan Qiao's voice contained a smile, "Are you waiting for me to say I love you?"

This sentence did not hit his ears, and Tang Yisheng's heart trembled inexplicably, but he denied it: "I don't know."

"It won't do anything if you say it."

Nan Qiao did not continue to argue with Tang Yisheng, but raised his head and kissed him on the lips, "Then let's just wait and see."

"You will definitely be mine."

This topic ends here.

"Let's get up. It's been more than twenty minutes. It's time to go." After saying that, Nan Qiao stood up from the corner first and moved his hands and feet, which were slightly numb from maintaining the same posture for a long time.

"What if I still disagree?" Tang Yisheng also stood up, but when he was about to go back to the room, he suddenly turned around and asked.

Nan Qiao smiled softly: "Then I will take you away by force."

"Ha..." Tang Yisheng laughed suddenly. It was indeed Nan Qiao, which suited her style very well, and he was more accustomed to her bandit-like appearance:

"Okay, then work hard."