Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Fortunately she was not injured.

The man hugged Ruan Xingchen tightly, and after a long while he placed a passionate kiss on the top of her head.

"Madam, you must not take such risks in the future."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he said in a deep voice: "Madam, you don't know that I was almost scared to death by you."

Hearing his whisper that could be considered a sign of weakness, Ruan Xingchen's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

I lifted my hands to hold his face, noticing the fear, worry and uneasiness in his eyes that had not yet dissipated, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed.

There is softness and a bit of guilt in the sourness.

"It's my fault. I was too arrogant."

She admitted her mistake without hesitation, stood on tiptoe and placed a string of kisses on his eyelids, whispering, "I promise Mr. Huo that there won't be a next time. Mr. Huo, I'm fine, don't worry."

Huo Yan hugged her.

He sealed her red lips with his thin lips, savoring her taste.

They attacked cities wantonly and with a bit of eager aggression.

It seemed that only in this way could he confirm that she was real, alive and well in his arms.

Ning Qiuqiu, who was still frightened, was about to come over when she saw the two people entangled together like conjoined twins and couldn't help but stop.

For a moment, I didn't even care about being afraid.

Even if you want to be intimate, do you need to consider the occasion?

Is it really appropriate to be in a deep forest with kidnappers lying all over the ground?

She felt that she was really bright now, like a light bulb with an extra-high wattage.

Maybe she shouldn't be here, but under the car.

Because the crisis was over, everyone felt much more relaxed.

Huo Yan didn't continue kissing Ruan Xingchen for long, and soon the two separated.

With his dark eyes, he raised his hand and pressed her slightly swollen lips. Huo Yan's eyes were filled with lust, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Madam, please take a rest for a while. I will take people to clean up the mess."

He paused, his voice growing hoarse, but his tone gradually softened. He hinted meaningfully, "We'll continue with the rest when we get home."

Ruan Xingchen helplessly discovered that she understood his subtext in seconds.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at him coquettishly, then said with a deliberate smile, "Who wants to continue doing this with Mr. Huo? Mr. Huo, go get busy. I don't want to be with Mr. Huo."

He said this, but his face was smiling and his eyes were full of cunning.

Huo Yan looked at her helplessly, and pressed his slightly rough thumb on her lips, rolling and rubbing it.

He restrained himself and let go of her hand, saying in a deep voice, "Don't run around. I'll be right back after I finish my business."

Ruan Xingchen stopped teasing him and nodded at him.

Seeing that she listened, Huo Yan turned around and went to find someone to arrange the follow-up matters.

Alarms should be reported when necessary, and inspections should be conducted when necessary.

Of course, we did not forget to interrogate these kidnappers before the police arrived and wait for them to confess the real murderer behind the scenes.

When he left Ruan Xingchen's side, Huo Yan's expression turned cold, and he looked like a cold and heartless sculpture.

His black eyes were filled with coldness, and his whole body exuded a noble and murderous aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

Ning Qiuqiu took small steps to Ruan Xingchen's side and whispered, "Cousin, my brother-in-law has such a strong aura."

I don’t know whether to say she is generous or something else.

Mingming was frightened by these kidnappers not long ago and cried non-stop, his eyes full of despair.

But now he seems to have recovered his energy and spirit, and even has the mind to come over and gossip.

Winking at Ruan Xingchen, Ning Qiuqiu smiled half enviously and half teasingly, "My cousin's husband usually looks so cold, I don't even dare to talk to him much. But he's so gentle and considerate with my cousin. It's true that even steel, when faced with a beauty like my cousin, becomes soft and gentle."

"What nonsense! What do you know at such a young age?"

Ruan Xingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She raised her hand to rub her head and said with a smile, "When you find someone who truly loves you, that person will become soft and gentle for you. Don't be envious."

"Who's envious? I'm not envious!"

Ning Qiuqiu shrugged and said with a smile, "Although I envy your relationship with your cousin's husband, I don't want to be in a relationship! How can being in a relationship be as important as making money? I want to make a lot of money and open a big restaurant for my dad..."

Girls of this age are always full of all kinds of wonderful ideas.

Ning Qiuqiu was talking about her reliable yet unreliable ideas in a fanciful way, and Ruan Xingchen did not interrupt her.

Leaning lazily against the tree trunk, I listened to her mumbling in the hazy light.

She knew that this was probably Ning Qiuqiu's way of relieving tension.

What's more, in this quiet forest, in the misty early morning when the sun hasn't risen yet, it's nice to have someone talking to you in such an energetic way.

No one noticed that the kidnapper leader, who was supposed to be tied up, had somehow broken free from the rope that bound his hands.

There was a glint of madness in his eyes, and he suddenly pulled a gun from his pocket.

"Go to hell, you bitch!"

Probably knowing that he had no chance of survival, his face was ferocious and he roared wildly: "Even if you catch me, don't even think about escaping. Come to hell with me!"

"boom!"

The sound of a gunshot startled countless birds in the forest.

Ruan Xingchen's pupils suddenly widened, and he had no time to react. He immediately pulled Ning Qiuqiu into his arms and turned his back to the gun.

"Madam!" Huo Yan turned around suddenly, his eyes full of blood.

This was the first time he showed such an inappropriate expression.

At the same time, another voice rang out: "No!"

A figure suddenly rushed over and stood in front of Ruan Xingchen without hesitation, like a safe and reliable wall, protecting her tightly.

Ruan Xingchen was stunned. It was as if the world in her eyes had been slowed down by a button, and everything was incredibly slow.

The bullet penetrated the shoulder blade of the body in front of him, and blood splattered out.

That elegant, handsome and mature face quickly turned extremely pale.

Ruan Xingchen reached out to support him. His throat was dry, and it took him a long time to find his voice again: "Why are you here? Why are you doing this?"

Her voice was shaking.

"It's okay, I'm okay. Don't be afraid."

He Rongcheng reached out and held her hand, a faint smile slowly forming on his pale face. He said in a very soft voice, "I, I heard something happened to you... I came to see you. I'm glad you're okay... I'm glad you're okay."

As he spoke, a streak of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The whole body was shaking.

Ruan Xingchen supported him, his eyes and heart were empty, as if he felt that all this was an illusion.

Since he had ignored her for more than 20 years and loved He Caiwei as his own daughter, why did he do such a thing?