Misha raised her head in shock, her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.
Do you want it to be so exciting?
Even if it is to save her, this excuse is too... too glamorous!!
Yu Yi was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground. Young Master Rong... lost his virginity?!
It’s broken, it’s broken, it’s really broken!!
He wanted to howl loudly, but he knew that this was a special situation and it was important to save the life of his future young lady first!
Thinking of this, Yu Yiyi had to suppress his desire to gossip, stood in the corner, and closed his mouth.
Bi Xiaoran gently withdrew his gaze. He couldn't tell whether it was to investigate or question. In short, his eyes were colder than usual.
After a long time, he put away the gun and said, "An Rong, you let me down so much."
An Rong lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry, Commander."
Despite saying this, the hand on her shoulder never let go. Misha always felt that the hand on her shoulder suddenly became heavy, weighing her down and making her breathless.
Maybe... Mi En and Ito are right. She is really too willful, which is why she has repeatedly affected others. Even though An Rong is not her friend, he saved her.
But it was a fact, she couldn't deny it.
Bi Xiaoran played with the gun in his hand, his eyes were cold and extremely sharp, as if he wanted to see through people at a glance.
Slowly, he smiled again, "But this is a good thing."
Only then did Misha turn her attention away from An Rong, and locked her vigilant eyes on him again.
Don't you want to kill her?
Now, what is this old fox planning?
Damn it, if I had known earlier, I should have listened to Yu Yi's words, tucked my tail between my legs and hid in the room, and wouldn't have come out even if I was beaten to death!
Bi Xiaoran stared at the two of them and said calmly, "People outside are saying that the people in our mercenary group are jealous of the Hunter Alliance and want to bully others while they are still young. Now, I want to shut their mouths.
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Misha's expression changed and she wanted to speak, but the hand on her shoulder suddenly exerted pressure.
She raised her eyes, An Rong's face remained unchanged, her eyes lowered lightly.
Bi Xiaoran's smile gradually widened, he stood up, patted An Rong's shoulder, and smiled gently at Misha, "It's great that you two can be together, very good!"
Misha really gritted her teeth at this moment to steady herself and not be too impulsive.
"Haha, An Rong, you are right, this young lady will stay here. You must entertain her well."
An Rong nodded, "I understand."
"In addition," he looked at Misha again. Different from the stiff look just now, he looked like a loving elder admonishing her, "Since you have decided to stay here with An Rong, you must make your position clear.
, tell me, am I right?"
Misha wanted to speak, but the hand on her shoulder tightened again. She bit her lip, suppressed her anger, turned her face away, and stopped talking to him at all.
Bi Xiaoran was not angry, and said to An Rong, "I came here just to see you. I saw that you were fine, so I felt relieved." After saying that, he held his hands and walked towards the elevator.
When he walked into the door, he smiled and said, "The more surveillance here, the better it will be for us to spread out all the news we want them to know."
An Rong understood, "I know what to do."
Bi Xiaoran chuckled, "Okay, I'll rest assured that you can do your job."
When the elevator door closed, An Rong immediately took his hand back, turned his head, and stared at Misha with slightly stunned eyes, "Why don't you listen to me?"
"You still blame me?" Misha was also extremely aggrieved and growled at him, "Who knew what kind of commander you were would come? Besides, I have decided to bear the consequences myself so that I won't hurt you. It's you."
What do you mean, I am your woman? Why do you blame me in turn!"
An Rong squinted her eyes, with two clusters of faint blue flames flashing around in her eyes, "It seems that I really saved the wrong person!"
"Yes, you saved the wrong person!" Misha was so angry that she couldn't stop talking.
An Rong nodded, turned and left the living room, walked to Misha's room, pushed open her door, and threw all her luggage, clothes, and cosmetics on the table at the door.
Misha didn't expect that he actually had such a violent side. She was so angry that she went crazy. She stood there, pinching her waist with one hand and pointing at him with the other, "An Rong! You are not a man!!"
An Rong turned around and sneered, imitating her previous tone, "Yes, I'm not."
"You...you..."
"Yu Yi! What are you still doing there! Throw all this garbage out!" An Rong was about to leave after saying that, with a chilling and violent air all over his body.
Yu Yi looked left and right, completely unable to understand why there was a sudden quarrel. His young master was also surprised that from yesterday to now, he had lost his temper more times than before combined.
Although the young master's fate cannot be violated, men are born to sympathize with the weak. Seeing the young master's angry look, he subconsciously spoke for Misha, "Young Master Rong...Sister Sha, she didn't mean it..."
An Rong turned his head and glanced at him coldly, "By the way, pack your things and follow her to the bounty hunter. I don't need you here."
"Ah!!" Yu Yi was so frightened that he rushed over to hug the young master's thigh, "Master, don't drive me away... I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."
"Then why don't you hurry up and throw away this garbage!"
"Oh, oh oh oh..."
Yu Yi hurriedly picked up Misha's things, not daring to look at her again, turned around and ran away.
Misha stood there, trembling with anger, pointing at An Rong's nose and saying, "Do you have any brains? If you drive me away now, you are admitting that you lied to that old guy! He won't let it go.
your!"
An Rong turned around indifferently, "That's my business."
"You..." Misha was really going to be pissed off at his indifference. She bent down to pick up a lipstick on the ground and threw it at him.
Suddenly, with a "snap", he was hit on the head.
An Rong stopped and stood stiffly.
"Idiot! Idiot! Hunter!" After Misha yelled, she picked up her things, balled them up and stuffed them into a bag, turned around and left, cursing, "Fuck, I don't care whether you live or die!
It's better to be tortured to death by the old guy! Do you think my aunt is willing to stay here? Bah! If I look back, I will be a puppy!"
She took a few steps angrily, and suddenly, there was a "plop" behind her.
Misha stopped and promised not to look back, but she couldn't hold back her curiosity. She gritted her teeth and turned back quietly. When she looked at the person kneeling on the ground, she was startled, "Hey, you... what's wrong with you?"
An Rong knelt on the ground, stroking the wall with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, as if in pain.