But this time Qi Yexuan swung away neatly.

The evil cheek was covered with cold frost, and the black shirt made him look dark, and his whole body seemed to be sending dangerous signals outward, sinister and paranoid.

"Shi Qinglan." Qi Yexuan squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the girl. Her face was charming and delicate, her white porcelain-like face looked very tender, and her age was undoubtedly very tender, but her methods were ruthless!

Just like when he was captured in Jingshi Pavilion...

Just as cruel as he is! He is even more ruthless to him now!

"This time... I'll let you go first." Qi Yexuan curled his lips sarcastically, raised his hand holding the gun slowly, and suddenly spread it out and let the gun fall to the ground.

"Pa" a very crisp sound.

Monica, hiding behind the door, trembled her delicate body. She bit her lips lightly and looked at the gun, the gun that had once been pressed against her forehead...

"Get out." Bo Yucheng opened his cold lips and spit out a word.

Qi Yexuan's eyes were deep and forgot about the two of them. Then he turned around casually, stepped apart with his long legs and left here.

The town returned to tranquility, but the surrounding area was still in a mess.

Shi Qinglan's heart was barely falling. She pursed her red lips lightly, looked up at the man standing beside her...

Bo Yucheng's face was handsome and elegant, with a noble temperament. His hot and thick palms still held her hand tightly, and the man also looked at her slightly, which happened to touch the girl's sight.

"Peeing at me, huh?" His lips curled.

Shi Qinglan immediately turned his eyes away, pretended to be nothing, and muttered quietly, "Who is watching you..."

He obviously peeked at him and was caught on the spot and still arrogantly refused to admit it.

Bo Yucheng put his arm around the girl's waist, lowered his head slightly and attached himself to her ear, "I'll buy you another ice cream?"

"But the store owner ran away..." Shi Qinglan's red lips were gently slapped.

She looked sideways at the small pavilion selling ice cream, and clearly saw a lot of ice cream falling on the ground nearby.

In addition to Bo Yucheng who bought her one, he threw it on the ground when he rushed towards her to block the gun, there were other tourists who accidentally threw it away when they fled in panic.

"Sorry." Bo Yucheng looked at the girl with deep eyes, his lips pursed, "I can't save your ice cream."

The man's ink-colored pupils were full of affection, but Shi Qinglan stared at her angrily, "You should take care of your injuries!"

She said, then raised her eyes to look at the man's shoulder.

After all, the bullet penetrated into the back shoulder and the injury had not yet been dealt with. At this moment, blood was still flowing out.

Bo Yucheng's black suit jacket was wearing a white shirt inside, and the blood was a little dyed red, which made Shi Qinglan's eyebrows frown slightly, and his heart felt as if he was pricked by a needle.

"I feel sorry for me?" Bo Yucheng's laughter was hoarse and beautiful.

The arm that was placed on the girl's waist moved slightly, and her warm big palm pressed her side waist, wandering wildly, and even gently pinched it twice, "There is no small injury, and you will not be a widow."

"You are the only one who talks." Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes widened and he blamed him, "Don't you hear this stupid thing again in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng's smile on the corner of his lips couldn't help but calm down.

His eyes were deep and quiet, but he thought very clearly in his heart. This was a wise move rather than a fool for him.

Watching the danger strike at her, and he was only one step away from her, it was impossible for him to stand by and watch, and rush forward to protect him with almost no thought.

"Yeah." After a while, Bo Yucheng responded slowly.

It was a comfort to the girl who was worried about his heart at this moment, but she did not change her mind. Even if the bullet would be shot into the heart instead of the back shoulder, he would step forward without hesitation.

"This noble gentleman, beautiful lady..." At this moment, a vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded.

The old man walked towards the two of them with his back slightly bowed.

Bo Yucheng and Shi Qinglan both cast their eyes at him, and saw the old man take off his hat and put his arm in front of him, bowing devoutly and said, "Thank you very much for saving my lady."

Seeing this, Monica walked out from behind the door slowly and pouted unhappily, "Grandpa Butler, they can't understand you even if you say F to these Chinese people..."

The housekeeper didn't understand other languages ​​and only knew how to speak F, but Monica could still say a few Y sentences, but she didn't change her language.

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's red lips raised slightly, glanced at the girl with a smile, then opened her lips and responded in a fluent F-word, "It's because of me, otherwise your lady would not be in danger. I should be sorry."

Grandpa, the housekeeper, was flattered by her attitude.

Western countries are extremely polite and are thanked by their life-saviors, and their attitude becomes even more pious and respectful.

Monica opened her beautiful eyes in shock, unable to believe, "You...you can actually speak F-language!"

"I know a little." Shi Qinglan's red lips bent slightly.

She is not proficient in languages ​​from many countries, but her language talent is still pretty good. Since she had encountered many international orders in Jingshige and Medical Research Institute before, it was very troublesome to switch languages ​​with others, so she would learn the language of the other country in advance, and after a while, she had mastered a lot.

Monica's eyes were wide open, as bright as black grapes, "Are you Chinese so powerful?"

Her sister-in-law is also very powerful. I remember that when her sister-in-law first married into the royal family, she looked down on her in so many ways, but later she slowly conquered her completely!

Shi Qinglan smiled slightly with red lips, and starlight flashed in his delicate eyes, "It's better than you Westerners imagine."

Many Westerners look down on China, and even sneer at it without understanding the profound Chinese culture, which gradually develops a lot of prejudice against Chinese people.

But Shi Qinglan has always loved this soil deeply, so she integrated the guqin into song creation, brought the classical Chinese music style into the international music scene, and learned the essence of the Chinese state banquet, and imparted these to more juniors...

"I really want to go to heaven for a few words to praise you." Monica's pink cheeks were bulging, and she muttered quietly with her lips.

She put her hands on her hips, raised her face and looked at her, and said arrogantly, "Since you are so powerful, then I... I ordered you two to escort me home now!"
Chapter completed!