Fangchi Xia moved a few steps towards the gate, and the gun in her hand was aimed at Leng qihan again, "order your people to step back!" Leng qihan put his arms around his chest and looked at her with contempt. He didn't seem to put the gun in her hand at the bottom of his eyes. Looking at her, it seemed that the gun in her hand was not a real gun, but a toy water gun. His calm attitude made Fang Chi Xia's heart jump, and his five fingers holding the gun tightened, "pray for cold, you know my temper, I don't easily fight against people, but if I hate someone, it's a lifetime! I'm not sure whether it has anything to do with you, but don't let me hate you! " She spoke slowly and looked at him with a prick in her eyes. Holding the gun, his white fingers tried to close it several times, as if he wanted to pull the trigger. However, I don't know why, I finally restrained myself. Leng qihan turned his face rigidly and looked at her eyes, which inadvertently revealed a bit of shock. Such a shock made her guess so much, or did she put the responsibility on him? Fang Chi Xia didn't know. In the direction to the airport, Luoyi North drove all the way to the airport hall. He drove very fast and didn't take care of the traffic lights. His eyes were crazy when driving. Arriving at the airport hall, he leaned the car outside the door and opened the door. He ran to the waiting hall. In front of the runway, Fangchi Xia's gun pointed to the cold praying. Her eyes were very alert. She looked at him without blinking. She was quietly observing his reaction. If one didn't pay attention at any time, he began to counterattack. While guarding against him, Fang Chi Xia was moving in the direction of the airport hall. Cold prayed for cold and hung her eyes gently. In her ears, her words had been repeating. She guessed everything... Would she hate him? Fang Chi Xia is still retreating. Her steps are a little urgent. She pays attention to Leng qihan and doesn't pay much attention to her behind. When I moved to the long edge of the runway, there was just a ridge under my feet. Fang Chi Xia didn't notice. When she moved back, her sloping heel tripped - "ah!" With a low cry, the gun in her hand fell, and her body staggered and fell to the ground. As soon as Fang Chi Xia's face changed, she raised her arms conditionally to protect her stomach. It was an unexpected situation. No one noticed it at the scene. Leng qihan returned to consciousness after her low cry. He turned his eyes to her direction. He didn't think so much for a moment. He strode towards her direction, took the falling gun, and hugged her with one hand. His movements are so quick that he doesn't even have time to think. When he firmly caught her body and was ready to help her up, his head suddenly flashed the picture just before he ran over. His eyes turned rigidly to her lower abdomen and looked at her arm tightly in front of her stomach. His eyes narrowed slightly. Fangchi Xia obviously felt the temperature of his arm suddenly cold. His sight was stiff and raised. He stared at him quietly. Looking at his ugly face, Fang Chi Xia's nerves stood up again. Leng qihan looked at her, his eyes were very cold, and his hands around her waist seemed to loosen slightly. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.