Oh, right, what is there for him to trust? He really didn't plan to save her... No one could make him give up the relationship with Ran'er...
Huang Xiaojue's arm was slowly raised, and the cold muzzle slowly rose, and gradually aimed at it...Mo Xiaoran.
Even with his eyes closed tightly, Mo Xiaoran could still feel a biting cold and a hot sight.
Huang Xiaojue's hands were obviously trembling. After living for nineteen years, he was so nervous, so scared, so guilty, and so heartbroken for the first time.
Mo Xiaoran, maybe I am destined to owe you in my life...
"Xiaoran, I'm sorry..." He whispered in pain, slowly closing his charming brown eyes, fingered little by little, and pulled the board...
"Bang--"
With a sharp gunshot, the bullets flew towards Mo Xiaoran quickly.
At that moment, Mo Xiaoran's heart seemed to be thrown to the ground by someone, completely shattering. A drop of crystal tears flowed down her fair and tender face...
She quietly waited for the arrival of death, but at that moment, her body was suddenly hugged by a pair of powerful arms, and the two bodies that were hugging each other suddenly rolled to the side with inertia.
"Ah...um..." Mo Xiaoran sang softly, a faint cologne fragrance surrounded her nose, which brought her a strong sense of stability at this moment of crisis.
However, immediately afterwards, a strong smell of blood rushed into her nose. Mo Xiaoran struggled to open her eyes and saw the arm surrounding her waist bright red, and bright red blood was constantly flowing out...
Mo Xiaoran covered her mouth in surprise, and gently grabbed the hand between her waist with her other hand. Her black eyes were filled with incredible colors, and her voice was trembling slightly, "Lu...Luius? Why...How could it be you
…”
"Are you unhappy if I come?" Louis endured the pain and forced a smile to tease.
"No..." Mo Xiaoran shook her head, but there was no further information. She had not yet reacted from her surprise, and an indescribable feeling surged in her heart...
Facing the extremely dramatic scene, everyone was stunned.
"Bang-Bang-Bang-!"
However, at this moment, two gunshots sounded, and Huang Xiaojue stared at An Tian coldly, and the gun in his hand was still emitting a trace of blue smoke...
The continuous blood flowed out of An Tian's heart. An Tian's hand relaxed, and the explosion remote control fell to the ground. She fell to the ground, covering her heart with one hand, "You...you... actually...
…Kill…I…”
Before she could finish her words, she had already fallen to the ground. At the last moment of her life, she realized that some things really did not belong to her.
Huang Xiaojue threw the gun to the ground, glanced at Louis and Mo Xiaoran with cold eyes, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a strong sour smell. He regretted it, but he felt that he did the right thing...
Forced himself to look away, he sent a message to Nan Xixuan, then picked up An Ran who was still frightened on the ground and walked away without looking back.
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Thank you for the red envelope of 1270837882... Sorry, I stopped updating yesterday... I regretted it...