Being so close, Qiao Ran recalled the scene in the car just now, and her face became hot.
"Just because I can shoot doesn't mean I can fight. Otherwise, I would have defeated you long ago." Women are inherently weak in strength. With him like this, she can't move at all.
"How long did it take you to learn to shoot?" he asked.
"Six years." She didn't shy away from it.
Zuo Chenye's pupils shrank. Six years happened to be her blank six years. What on earth was she doing in these six years? Where did she learn shooting? What is her relationship with Gu Qingyan?
He let go of her, with an incomprehensible complexity in his eyes.
Thanks to her for being out of danger today, I believe she is harmless to him for the time being.
Zuo Chenye was a little tired. He was lying on the bed. He had lost blood and needed to rest and adjust.
Qiao Ran sat up from the bed, poured himself a glass of water, and asked him, "Do you want a drink of water?"
He closed his eyes to rest his mind and nodded slightly.
Qiao Ran handed over a glass of water.
He didn't answer.
Do you still need her to feed him? Qiao Ran was speechless. Forget it, for the sake of getting divorced tomorrow, just take care of the young master.
She brought the cup to Zuo Chenye's lips, tilted it slightly, and the water flowed into his mouth.
His sexy Adam's apple rolled.
"How can you sleep with only one bed? Otherwise, give me the car keys and I'll sleep in the car." Qiao Ran suggested.
Zuo Chenye said calmly, "The car glass is broken, how can I sleep?"
Yes. Qiao Ran twitched his lips, what should I do? Sleep in the same bed with him?
"What are you worried about?" He sneered, "I'm tired. Besides, what do you think I will do to a woman who is getting divorced tomorrow?"
Well, that’s all.
Qiao Ran went into the bathroom to wash up and rinsed briefly.
When she walked out, she saw that Zuo Chenye had fallen asleep.
The lights in the room were dim, but he actually looked quite good-looking when he was sleeping. He was less cold and sharp. His long eyelashes cast shadows like fans, his nose was high and three-dimensional, and his thin lips were stretched out. He was quiet and harmless.
She tried hard to recall the man that night, but she couldn't see his face clearly, nor did she have any impression of his outline.
The only thing that was certain was that he had injuries on his legs.
Her heart was lifted.
Should we confirm it while he is asleep?
She glanced at him secretly, crept up to him, and knelt down on the ground. She wanted to roll up his trousers, but his trousers were cut too close to the body and only a small part was exposed. She couldn't judge.
what to do?
His even breathing sounded. He seemed to be sleeping soundly.
After hesitating again and again, Qiao Ran boldly stepped forward.
With a "click", she unbuckled his belt.
A wisp of red clouds flew onto her face. It was so embarrassing. She had never done such a thing.
She gently pulled down a little, then a little more.
However, at this moment, Zuo Chenye opened his eyes suddenly. His black eyes were bottomless. He saw her nervousness and shyness in his eyes, and a trace of fire burned in his cold eyes.
She really knows how to do it.
He yanked the quilt back.
Qiao Ran was startled by the sudden movement.
"Woman, do you really think I can't do anything with this little injury?"