No one knows what happened, no one sees clearly what happened at that moment.

To be honest, Jiang Yuying went there with Huaniang, but she didn't figure out what Ji Yan threw out casually.

In an instant, the four bandits' hands holding guns were numb at the same time, and the gun fell to the ground. At the same time, the military doctor rolled on the spot and kicked the gun that fell to the ground far away, controlling the two guys inside.

In terms of the scene, the military doctor is more eye-catching than Ji Yan, and more in line with the modern people's aesthetic view of heroes. His movements are hard, he rolls and jumps, and every detail is done very well, just like a blockbuster movie.

However, the little white-faced Ji Yan stood up slowly and threw the two cushions on the fabric sofa on the other two unlucky faces at the same time.

Although the movements were also free and clean, they were a bit like an ordinary person fighting and hitting whatever they caught. Only the two unlucky people knew the pain, and they both screamed and fell to the ground.

The force seemed to be hitting not by the cushion, but by the big stone, and the nosebleed was bleeding continuously.

The hostages were excited now, and the men rushed up and beat them up, and no one wanted to fall behind.

Jiang Yuying felt so beautiful. Look at how angry her man is so low-key. Now she can't stand it anymore and stood up with a whistle: "Ji Yan!" Her feet numb, her body tilted, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Ji Yan thrust his body, and no longer the little white face with a shrinking bone-burning back. With his long legs and long arms stretched out, he hugged Jiang Yuying's slender waist firmly in his arms. Even her entire light and soft body was pressed into his arms.

She shouted sweetly: "Ji Yan..." Her beautiful eyes flowed, and her eyes shining brightly, still the expression of the flower girl back then.

In the past, every time she did something wrong or acted coquettishly and shouted "Ji Yan", she would have this expression.

Ji Yan is so familiar with him.

No matter what a person looks like, those inherent expressions will still be the same.

Then who needs to tell such a hidden secret code: Qianluomeiling will meet the king again.

Needless to say, she would not recognize the wrong person.

He didn't need to say anything, nor would he recognize the wrong person. He just lowered his voice and shouted her affectionately and timelessly: "Huaer..."

His lips were blocked by Jiang Yuying in full view of everyone, and his head was dizzy and he couldn't tell where it was. He only felt that the red plum blossoms were blooming all over the mountains and fields, and the flowers were his beautiful flowers.

They cannot see others, and they only have the burning breath of each other in their hearts, the familiar tenderness, as if they can feel the soul that once loved in their bones through their unfamiliar bodies.

I have fallen in love with each other's souls for a long time, and I have known that this would be the way we meet again in an unfamiliar manner, so we searched for each other so hard and waited so stubbornly.

His forehead was pressed against her forehead, and his eyes stared at her beautiful and clean face as brightly as he could, his voice trembling: "Bad girl, I've seen you long ago! I've seen you long ago!"

She also cried and nodded vigorously, and tears blew down her face: "Yes, yes, Ji Yan, we have indeed seen it a long time ago..."

She was discharged and he was admitted.

He entered the room she had lived in and slept on the bed she had slept on.

No wonder, no wonder they were so familiar. But at that time, they all regarded each other as passers-by. There was a beautiful girl next to him, and there was a handsome man next to her.

It turned out to pass by like that... No one knew what was going on, no one saw clearly what happened at that moment.

To be honest, Jiang Yuying went there with Huaniang, but she didn't figure out what Ji Yan threw out casually.

In an instant, the four bandits' hands holding guns were numb at the same time, and the gun fell to the ground. At the same time, the military doctor rolled on the spot and kicked the gun that fell to the ground far away, controlling the two guys inside.

In terms of the scene, the military doctor is more eye-catching than Ji Yan, and more in line with the modern people's aesthetic view of heroes. His movements are hard, he rolls and jumps, and every detail is done very well, just like a blockbuster movie.

However, the little white-faced Ji Yan stood up slowly and threw the two cushions on the fabric sofa on the other two unlucky faces at the same time.

Although the movements were also free and clean, they were a bit like an ordinary person fighting and hitting whatever they caught. Only the two unlucky people knew the pain, and they both screamed and fell to the ground.

The force seemed to be hitting not by the cushion, but by the big stone, and the nosebleed was bleeding continuously.

The hostages were excited now, and the men rushed up and beat them up, and no one wanted to fall behind.

Jiang Yuying felt so beautiful. Look at how angry her man is so low-key. Now she can't stand it anymore and stood up with a whistle: "Ji Yan!" Her feet numb, her body tilted, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Ji Yan thrust his body, and no longer the little white face with a shrinking bone-burning back. With his long legs and long arms stretched out, he hugged Jiang Yuying's slender waist firmly in his arms. Even her entire light and soft body was pressed into his arms.

She shouted sweetly: "Ji Yan..." Her beautiful eyes flowed, and her eyes shining brightly, still the expression of the flower girl back then.

In the past, every time she did something wrong or acted coquettishly and shouted "Ji Yan", she would have this expression.

Ji Yan is so familiar with him.

No matter what a person looks like, those inherent expressions will still be the same.

Then who needs to tell such a hidden secret code: Qianluomeiling will meet the king again.

Needless to say, she would not recognize the wrong person.

He didn't need to say anything, nor would he recognize the wrong person. He just lowered his voice and shouted her affectionately and timelessly: "Huaer..."

His lips were blocked by Jiang Yuying in full view of everyone, and his head was dizzy and he couldn't tell where it was. He only felt that the red plum blossoms were blooming all over the mountains and fields, and the flowers were his beautiful flowers.

They cannot see others, and they only have the burning breath of each other in their hearts, the familiar tenderness, as if they can feel the soul that once loved in their bones through their unfamiliar bodies.

I have fallen in love with each other's souls for a long time, and I have known that this would be the way we meet again in an unfamiliar manner, so we searched for each other so hard and waited so stubbornly.

His forehead was pressed against her forehead, and his eyes stared at her beautiful and clean face as brightly as he could, his voice trembling: "Bad girl, I've seen you long ago! I've seen you long ago!"

She also cried and nodded vigorously, and tears blew down her face: "Yes, yes, Ji Yan, we have indeed seen it a long time ago..."

She was discharged and he was admitted.

He entered the room she had lived in and slept on the bed she had slept on.

No wonder, no wonder they were so familiar. But at that time, they all regarded each other as passers-by. There was a beautiful girl next to him, and there was a handsome man next to her.
Chapter completed!