“…… Yes? The gunpowder in Leng Qingzhu's hand fell to the ground, and he never thought that Boss Fu was going to say this all the way.

Fu Yingshao is also very wronged, in fact, this is not at all the same as what he envisioned, in his imagination, it should be to create an atmosphere first, the two of them talk about themselves, and when the atmosphere is right, mention this matter, how good it is.

It's a pity that Fu Yingshao's patience has already been exhausted, and he almost can't wait to speak.

But what about after that?

He looked at Leng Qingzhu and sorted out the abdominal draft he had typed last night, and his palms were already wet with sweat.

has lived for more than 20 years, and he has never been shocked, even when he was locked in the room by Qi Feifei, Fu Yingshao was calm and composed.

It is only in front of Leng Qingzhu that he will be nervous like this.

This is very similar to the scene he locked Leng Qingzhu in the house last time and forced her to give an answer, only this time there was no Leng Lao Tai, Chen Baishuang and others calling the door outside.

"That ......" Leng Qingzhu spoke, but was immediately stopped by the other party.

"You can think again, just go back and give me the answer." Fu Yingshao loaded the ammunition, and when he heard Qiao Hanqing calling them inside, he hurriedly left after throwing down such a sentence.

Leng Qingzhu looked at his back and blinked, always feeling that he had tasted a little bit of running away.

Is it possible?

Flee?

Boss Fu?

It's okay not to be a gag at all.

But Boss Fu in front of him really went farther and farther, and after a while, he had already drilled into the forest.

Got in?

Leng Qingzhu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly followed: "Don't walk around, follow closely!" ”

The people in the forest agreed, and walked in the direction of Qiao Hanqing's voice.

The old forests in the deep mountains are covered with snow, and when people enter, they will soon be overwhelmed by the trees.

You can only find people by your voice.

Fortunately, Qiao Hanqing didn't walk far, Fu Yingshao followed the voice, and soon found someone.

"Look, brother-in-law, I've caught a pheasant."

The child carried a pheasant with bright feathers and swayed at Fu Yingshao, full of a sense of achievement.

Fu Yingshao was thinking about whether he wanted to praise politely, when he heard a gunshot, and a touch of bright color fell directly into the snow not far away.

Qiao Hanqing hurriedly ran over and picked up the prey that was still struggling on the ground.

"Miss, you're still good at marksmanship."

Fu Yingshao turned his head, the sand gun in Leng Qingzhu's hand was still on his shoulder, maintaining an aiming posture, heroic and cool, and the coquettish fox's eyes were full of fine and bright light.

The beauty made Fu Yingshao unable to take his eyes off.

"It's okay, there's no shame." Leng Qingzhu is really not modest, she hasn't played this for many years, and she actually didn't have much hope when she shot.

Fu Yingshao's gaze shifted from Leng Qingzhu's face to his empty hands, and pursed the corners of his mouth.

Feel this thing, it is easy to find it back, a few people are walking, Leng Qingzhu set up a gun, and before Fu Yingshao and Qiao Hanqing can see what it is, Leng Qingzhu has already shot out.

Qiao Hanqing hurriedly ran over and picked it up, this time it turned out to be a gray hare: "Miss, it's still alive, but I have a little injury on my leg." ”

Leng Qingzhu walked over with a gun, the whole person seemed to be a light in this forest, the corners of his lips were slightly curled, and the dimples were so drunk that Fu Yingshao couldn't take his eyes off it.