Gu Yixuan noticed her gaze, and he naturally pushed the drawer back, smiling lightly, "That kid got lucky tonight, dodged a bullet. Ranran, it’s good that you’ve given up on him, otherwise my place would’ve gotten dirty."
It was evident from his voice that Gu Yixuan was pleased. Mo Ran no longer liking Tang Song was big good news for him.
Moreover, she was no longer resistant to their relationship, and this also made him very happy...
Mo Ran’s face turned pale, Gu Yixuan indeed had intended to shoot Tang Song...
She furrowed her brows and said coldly, "How come you have a gun? I don’t want to see that thing, put it away."
Gu Yixuan, surprisingly accommodating, nodded, "Okay, you won’t see it again."
He understood that Mo Ran’s world had always been peaceful and beautiful, and she truly couldn’t accept something as dangerous as a gun.
But he couldn’t be without a gun; in this world, there were many who wanted him dead, and he needed it to save his own life...
When going to sleep at night, Mo Ran curled up, feeling very cold even in the warm quilt. Everything that happened tonight was a bit too much for her to bear; Gu Yixuan had become even more terrifying in her heart...
Her body shivered, tightly wrapped in the quilt but unable to warm her heart.
A warm body approached from behind and took her into his arms, and suddenly she felt a bit warmer.
Even though she was very afraid of Gu Yixuan, somehow being in his arms gave her a sense of security. Mo Ran deeply hated this contradiction in herself, yet craved the warmth he provided tonight...
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Tang Song, reeking of alcohol, returned home very late. When he turned on the living room light, he saw a girl sitting on his couch.
There was not a hint of surprise in his eyes, he simply glanced at her indifferently and headed upstairs.
The girl seemed to be about 20 years old, dressed innocently, a standard beauty. Chapters first released on novel★fire.net
She stood up and walked toward him, "Bro, where have you been? You didn’t answer your phone either, and you’ve come back drunk."
"What are you doing here?" he asked indifferently.
"I’m obviously here to see you. Bro, it’s mom’s birthday tomorrow, are you going back?" she asked, her big eyes filled with hope as she looked at him.
Tang Song really wanted to let out a sneer, and coldly said, "That’s your mom, what does her birthday have to do with