Chapter 213 Don't leave

Fortunately, this explosion cannot last for only a few seconds, or it may be only a few seconds. The strong light and flames disappeared, and Wan Xingyun was revealed again.

Wan Xingyun seemed to be a little exhausted, and she raised her hand with great difficulty to try to slap Zhao Haiming.

But Zhao Haiming is not stupid, how could he give her the chance to continue to show off her power?

Although there were about ten meters between the two, Zhao Haiming rushed over in less than a second.

He reached out to pinch Wan Xingyun's wrist, shook it hard, and shook the whip in his hand off.

Before Wan Xingyun could continue to resist, she was already knocked to the ground. The whole process was like a tiger pounced on her and the lamb was fluttered.

Zhao Haiming held Wan Xingyun, grabbed her with both hands, pressed her legs, and tightly fixed it on the ground, just like the two of them illegally entered and exited.

Wan Xingyun suddenly started crying again. There can only be such an absolute suppression relationship between the two people. Can't we live in harmony?

Zhao Haiming was able to make up his mind to kill a woman who had nothing to do with him, but he was not allowed to see the tears of the woman in his arms.

After cursing for a bad luck, Zhao Haiming seemed to have eaten more than a dozen pounds of shit, stood up bitterly, turned around and left.

"Don't leave!" Wan Xingyun, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, was instantly resurrected in full state. A long whip of flames, like a dog's collar, hitting Zhao Haiming's neck.

The fierce battle started again, extremely cruel, but how could Wan Xingyun's tricks become so vulgar? She no longer pursues killing, but instead pursues abuse and killing.

Zhao Haiming wished there was a hole in the ground to let him hide his legs in. Wan Xingyun's whip refused to leave his pants!

It cannot be consumed, otherwise you will have to wait to be peeled into a stick.

Zhao Haiming's fighting style of death was used to use all his energy, and roared, locked in Wan Xingyun and rushed straight over. He decided to teach Wan Xingyun a painful lesson.

The long whip of the flames whipped over and disappeared in an instant.

Wan Xingyun tried to dodge, but found that no matter how she hid or attacked, Zhao Haiming had made up his mind to kill him.

But Wan Xingyun suddenly gave up the attack and threw away the whip. She stood there and laughed.

The smile of the beauty was like a fearless warrior sarcasticating death with disdain, making the whole summer pale.

Zhao Haiming reluctantly stopped, but he didn't want to hold it in a suffocation, so he bumped into it and knocked Wan Xingyun to the ground.

Without even a muffled groan, Wan Xingyun was like a doll knocked over by a car, rolling on the ground with Zhao Haiming.

Wan Xingyun was very sad, as if she was coming to ask for death. Even if she was hit, she didn't respond.

This surprised Zhao Haiming, not knowing what was going on. But it was almost instinctive. Zhao Haiming reached out to protect her. He couldn't stand the girl desperately and wanted to die. Besides, at least he had to figure out what was going on so as not to hurt a good person by chance.

"What are you thinking? Even if you want to kill me, I should understand, right?" The two of them lay on the lawn, Zhao Haiming kindly contributed his arms and let Wan Xingyun pillow.

Haha, she smiled strangely, Wan Xingyun was pillowing on Zhao Haiming's arm and rolling around on the ground. Her legs kicked Zhao Haiming's legs from time to time, or curled up and kicked Zhao Haiming's abdomen, "I'm really your fiancée. You treat me like this. If I get married, I can't live. I'll die."

"What do you want to say? It's clear, I don't understand." Zhao Haiming must not believe it.

Wan Xingyun was very solemn, "I said, I am your fiancée!"

"Forget it, she was so stimulated that she was probably instinctively escaping and unable to explain the rape process. So she simply took the initiative to determine that I was her fiancé and then there was no rape..." Zhao Haiming believed that Wan Xingyun was so stimulating that she refused to admit that there was rape, but instead believed that the two were in a relationship. What's this called, Stockholm syndrome!

Thinking of a girl who was hurt by herself, not only did not hate herself, but instead fell in love with herself madly, and even came up with various excuses to explore for herself. Zhao Haiming felt that she was very guilty and wanted to die.

But seeing Wan Xingyun rolling around like a baby, Zhao Haiming changed his mind again. He could not die, at least he could not die in front of Wan Xingyun.

Just like that, with a misunderstanding, Zhao Haiming didn't want to say anything, but just hugged her and lay quietly on the grass.

Wan Xingyun started playing with flames, the burning grass crackled and the burning insects cried and moaned, which she found very interesting.

Wan Xingyun felt the warmth again, and she quickly cheered up, "I don't want to die."

"You love to death." Zhao Haiming was awakened in an instant. He pulled out his arm, got up and turned around and left. Seeing Wan Xingyun killing insects, he was scared. He didn't want to be related to such a crazy Miaofeng.

Amid the pleasant laughter, Wan Xingyun rolled to the guitar box like a little devil, and then smiled and called him, "Husband, look here."

A scout general-purpose rifle, the legendary bird sniper who could not kill anyone, aimed at Zhao Haiming's chest.

"Scout is not necessarily accurate, but it will never be off the target when you hit the chest. Of course, you can also bet that I am disabled. But if you are shot, you'd better pray that you can be shot to death, otherwise I will definitely finish the attack slowly." Wan Xingyun smiled sweetly.

"What do you want?" Zhao Haiming's face turned like black paint.

"Don't leave." Seeing Zhao Haiming really disappointed, Wan Xingyun felt fear again. Her voice was like a wounded little lamb, which made people unable to bear it.

Zhao Haiming won't be weak when he sees a woman, but he is not a stern heart.

Even though Wan Xingyun's actions felt a bit abusive, he still stayed.

Among the weeds, ashes are as snow.

In the gray grass on the ground, Wan Xingyun's red clothes were like a rainbow, and two toned white calves were exposed under the rainbow. The whole person was like a blooming flower, embellishing the weeds.

Zhao Haiming is a little mediocre, but his sword eyebrows are sharp, his chest is like cast iron, his burly body, and red whip marks are as passionate as this summer.

What is connected to flowers and summer is the flower stalks and branches and roots, and what is connected to Wan Xingyun and Zhao Haiming is a scout general-purpose rifle.

"You put the gun down first."

"Don't let it go."

"You are very tired when holding a gun like this, and I can't bear it." Zhao Haiming said calmly.

When Wan Xingyun's hand was soft, the general-purpose rifle slid to the ground.

Zhao Haiming took it casually and took it over to play. He was not very obsessed with military affairs, but at least he had played CSS several times and still had some understanding of this bird sniper.

But he had not been exposed to the gun too much, and he could not dismantle it. It seemed out of place to shoot, so he could only throw it aside and ignore it anymore.
Chapter completed!