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Night Charm raised her eyes to meet his evil and deep eyes, and those eyes seemed to say that she dared to refuse, and this life was goodbye!

"Good!"

Without any hesitation, she nodded firmly, from now on, no matter what she encountered, facing it together, she was also tired and needed his shoulder.

As soon as Night Charm's words fell, the man's hot lips were full of emotion on her slightly cool red lips.

Lan Quan clasped the back of her head, in the cold winter wind and snow of Layue, passion was like fire, reluctant to part, disappointed heart was instantly appeased by her, a good word is worth a thousand words of love, this is what he wants.

The moment the lips parted, the night ghost was dizzy from the kiss, and she smiled proudly at his evil hot eyes.

The car drove to the suburbs in the snowy night, for a whole hour, parked at the door of an indoor shooting range, the two of them were unloaded with all their weapons, even mobile phones, Night Charm was a little nervous, afraid that Lan Quan would be in danger if he didn't have a mobile phone.

Lan Quan was calm and calm, not afraid of danger: "What are you afraid of, I am here to propose marriage today, and it is rude to carry a gun, you don't care about his nurturing grace to you!" The last four words squeezed out between his teeth, gritting his teeth.

The two followed the bodyguard into the shooting range, her palms covered with sweat.

Lan Quan's long arms stretched out and forcefully took her into her arms, but her waist was not as soft as that of ordinary women, and she was elastic and powerful after exercising all year round, especially in the bed, the goblin was more crazy than him.

Charming, fascinating, for her, the sea of swords and fires is not a problem.

A moment later, a heavy door was pushed open, and the sight suddenly opened up, as bright as day, and as soon as the two of them walked in, there was a click behind them, and the door was closed.

At the spacious and huge indoor shooting range, a gunshot was suddenly heard.

Bang!

On the target post in the distance, a bright red number is printed: 10.

"Did I hit it?"

In the quiet room, Lan Ting's extremely excited voice echoed, full of pride. He had played with a lot of model guns, but the first time the real gun was in contact with the little guy, the huge impact made him take several steps back, but it didn't exchange his fear at all.

Even though he had seen his son's photos a long time ago, even though he had a relationship with his son in the villa of the cold night, but at this moment, he suddenly saw the little thin person appear in his sight, and Lan Quan's breathing was still uncontrollable and completely stagnant.

He didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear that what was just an illusion in front of him would disappear in an instant.

In the empty indoor shooting range, in addition to Lan Ting, there are also Ye Mei's adoptive father Leng Zong and a few bodyguards standing with their hands in their hands, but in Lan Quan's eyes, these people are completely air, only the small back, which burned his tears and rolled out of the corners of his eyes in an instant.

"Is it fun?" Leng Zong asked while unloading the bomb clip: "When your mother was a child, she had a fight." ”

"Can I try again?" Lan Ting nodded, not noticing the parents behind him, and when Leng Zong reloaded the bullets, the little guy took the gun and his little heart was so excited that he wanted to go crazy. "Thank you, grandpa! Am I really as good as my mom? ”

"You can ask your mother this question in person."

"Huh?" Lan Ting followed Leng Zong's line of sight, turned back defenselessly, and suddenly appeared in his sight of a man standing a few meters away fighting side by side with his mother.

He was tall and straight, wearing a cold military uniform, Lan Ting couldn't help but squint his eyes, and when he realized who the man in uniform was, his originally excited expression faded like a tide, his lips on his calm little face were pursed, and his bright little eyes flashed with a complex light that did not match his age.