The cold sound above her head brought Hu Yueyue back to her senses. She raised her wrinkled face and opened her eyes, only to find that she was nestled in Song Tianlang's arms like an ostrich, while he was as calm as ever, sitting firmly.
Rushan is still sitting in a typical military posture.
Unconsciously, my heart gradually became calmer, and my wrinkled face gradually relaxed. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and opened my mouth, "Is this... is this a gunfight?"
As soon as the words fell, there was another 'bang'. Hu Yueyue realized that the car was still driving, and the sound just now was obviously the sound of a car crash. Hu Yueyue thought of something slowly -
His face turned pale and he almost wanted to compete with Transparent. His hands clutched Song Tianlang's shirt tightly, but he did not tremble. Instead, he looked at Song Tianlang again with a strangely calm attitude.
"You are a public servant of the people, I should trust you, right?"
Song Tianlang's sharp and steady eyes did not change at all. He lowered his head and looked at the pale fleshy face that had become transparent in his arms, "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen to you as long as I'm here!"
Hu Yueyue didn't know why at this time, but Song Tianlang's voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect on her. All the uneasiness disappeared in a flash.
Pulling the corners of her mouth, Hu Yueyue suppressed her fear and tried to smile: "I believe you, but I don't believe in myself!" She bit her lower lip and continued: "So - knock me out!" She was really afraid of waiting.
If she were sober, she would be so scared that she would lose control.
Song Tianlang's expression had not changed at all. When Hu Yueyue finished speaking, his heart was so shaken that it was difficult to attach to it, and a look of appreciation flashed deep in his eyes.
Lowered his head, "Okay!"
As Song Tianlang's voice fell, Hu Yueyue was not ready to be knocked unconscious. She only felt pain in the back of her neck, and she completely fainted.
At this moment, Qi Si, Meng San, and Fengliu in the car were a little moved. This ordinary woman was really different. She showed almost 100% trust in the soldiers.
Song Tianlang looked down and saw Hu Yueyue's pale and transparent face, her brows tightly knitted. He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, feeling deep in his heart throbbing at this moment.
To say that before, he was only attracted to Hu Yueyue because her clean face did not have any cosmetic residue. Although her skin was not the best, health was the most important thing.
A little chubby, but cute and tight looking. The kind of tenacity that he could hold back when he was sad and wanted to cry, which made him feel a little distressed. He felt that such a person should be smiling brightly.
, instead of crying sadly.
But at this moment, his heart was throbbing, and he knew deeply that the person in his arms was no longer as simple as attraction to him.
He raised his hand and pressed the person in his arms tightly. His resolute face was full of coldness, and his sharp and steady eyes flashed with a murderous look. Meng San, who was sitting in front of him, raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth, "Boss,
What do you think? This is a big deal!" m200 interventionist, this is very expensive!
"No matter how generous they are, we still have to see if they have this ability!" The condensing voice instantly made the inside of the car become as cold as the ice and snow last night.
Then, Song Tianlang calmly took out the wireless communication device from the car and connected to the special forces in City D, seriously issuing one order after another.