Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 314: No. 59 cannot let down Qingqing ([-])
Tan Sang was silent, when he heard the man chuckle, he seemed relieved and a little helpless.

"What does the lady know?"

The smile on Tan Sang's face faded slightly, and her voice unconsciously softened, as if whispering or talking to herself.

"I thought you would justify yourself with a few words, the young commander is really cruel, now that I am useless, you don't even want to lie to me.

That's right, you are so ambitious, no one can fall into your eyes. "

Shen Jijin frowned slightly, and looked up at the little girl in front of him.

A figure appeared outside the window, Shen Jijin's fingers were tense, but he didn't say a word.

Tan Sang felt a chill in her heart, her voice was low and soft.

"Miss Xia is your fiancée, she has family background, knowledge, she is very important, but I am just a boudoir girl who is not valued, I am just a bait and a victim.

I'm mediocre and stupid. In this troubled world, everyone calls me Miss Tan, but no one really respects me, so it doesn't matter what I do...

But in fact, I also have a heart. "

Tan Sang reached out and carefully smoothed the man's slightly pleated military uniform cuffs, smiling lightly.

The corners of the lips are raised, and the tails of the eyes are raised,

"I thought the young commander really liked me."

The man's eyes darkened.

"I like you."

Tan Sang was taken aback.

After a few seconds, she came back to her senses and smiled slightly: "Young Marshal has come to lie to me again, aren't you tired?"

The man lowered his eyes, not arguing about his expression.

"Young commander, I am also a human being. Is my life so contemptible in your eyes?"

She seemed to choke out a sob.

"I'm going to die too."

[Ding, the completion of the current task bar is 70, the first and second ring tasks have been completed. ]
A small crystal bottle slipped from the cuff of her cheongsam and fell into the palm of her hand.

The man was sprayed in the face by Tan Sang unpreparedly.

hiss.

There was a soft sound in the air.

It was the friction sound of cloth being torn.

Shen Jijin frowned, closed and opened his eyes again, his hands were tied behind the chair.

The little girl was looking at him, fumbling around on his clothes restlessly, pouted as if she hadn't got anything, and looked distressed.

Seeing that he woke up, the little girl looked at him with a half-smile: "Young commander, do you really want my life?"

The man raised his eyes, as if the night was condensed with stars.

"You're not going to die."

It's such a superficial and flimsy sentence that you won't die.

Tan Sang picked up Shen Jijin's most precious box almost without thinking.

She figured the remaining half was in there.

So she opened the lock, and undid the top metal clasp.

She suddenly felt a cold object pressed against her lower back.

Tan Sang swished and raised his hand.

The man's military boots stopped, and the light "click" sound made Tan Sang's neck feel cold.

That was the sound of a bullet being loaded.

Wouldn't it be here to end her life?

Behind the ears, the voice of the man was cold.

"Ma'am, don't be afraid. They won't shoot."

he?they? ? ?
Tan Sang turned his head slightly, the man in front of him smiled honestly.

Isn't this the dead adjutant?
resurrected? !

Can you survive a shot? !

Swords and guns are invulnerable to Dafa? !

Tan Sang was laughed at by his own brain hole, but he was still very sensible: "Master Young Marshal, for the sake of me being your pawn, let me go.

I promise to leave immediately and not stay for a second! "

The man asked, "Leave immediately?"

"Uh-huh!"

He readily agreed.

(End of this chapter)