He bit her earlobe maliciously, "Are you angry? Are two boxes not enough?"
She turned around and pinched his arm so hard that he begged for mercy.
When several women from Country Y around her saw this, they immediately made contemptuous gestures towards her, and then looked at Beichen Xiao with extremely sympathetic eyes, as if she was a habitual offender of domestic violence.
Wen Tong felt uncomfortable with those looks and quickly urged him, "It's time to check out."
Bei Chenxiao smiled and took out his wallet calmly.
Wen Tong accidentally glanced and found that there seemed to be a photo in the compartment of his wallet. She stretched her neck to see the person in the photo clearly. Suddenly, a big furry hand stretched out and pulled it away at an extremely fast speed.
He took the wallet from Beichen Xiao's hand.
Before she could react, Beichen Xiao's whisper was left in her ears, "Don't run around, I'll be right back."
After saying that, the people had already chased him out.
"Call the police!" the cashier yelled in English.
This thief must have been lurking for a long time, keeping an eye on the crowds in the supermarket, and specifically picked out those who looked rich and powerful. Moreover, when checking out, people's wariness often drops, so he took advantage of the loophole.
Wen Tong said, "Please call the police," and then quickly chased him out. She was only worried about Beichen Xiao's safety now. After all, this is Country Y, not Bincheng.
Because it was the weekend, there were many people in the supermarket. The thief, relying on his familiarity with the terrain, quickly ran onto the street. He thought he could get rid of Beichen Xiao behind him, but when he turned around, he saw Beichen Xiao not far away.
Followed.
The thief's expression changed and he quickly quickened his pace.
When Wen Tong left the supermarket, she only saw a piece of Beichen Xiao's clothes, and she immediately chased after him in the direction where he disappeared.
The thief ran for two streets, but instead of getting rid of Beichen Xiao, he was about to be chased by him.
In desperation, he suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind, stopped angrily, pointed the black muzzle at Bei Chenxiao, and warned loudly in English, "Don't come over, I'll shoot if you come over again."
Beichenxiao stopped calmly and took off his sunglasses, his falcon-like eyes exuding a cold air like hell.
He put the sunglasses into his pocket and said unceremoniously: "Give them back to me."
The gorgeous English that came out of his mouth was not a request, but an order.
The thief had never seen someone so calm and composed when faced with a pistol. The other person was not afraid. Instead, he swallowed in panic and said, "I only want money, not my life. Don't come here. Let me go."
I won't hurt you."
Beichen Xiao turned a deaf ear and walked forward calmly and calmly.
That wallet contained something precious to him, how could he allow others to trample on it.
"Don't... don't come over, I'm shooting." The thief's hand holding the gun began to tremble, and his knuckles pressed softly on the trigger.
Bei Chenxiao was still approaching him calmly, his sharp eyes tightly locking the panic in his eyes.
Wen Tong was panting from running, but she didn't dare to stop.
She had long heard Ling Shaohui say that in Country Y, citizens can legally carry guns, and even ordinary people can have guns, let alone lawless elements. If the thief has a gun, if Beichen Xiao insists on fighting him to the death...
.if...
She couldn't even think about the consequences.
"Bang." Suddenly, a gunshot cut through the noise above the street, and the crowd on the street quickly dispersed in all directions, as if a school of fish had been thrown a stone.
Wen Tong's legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground. A thick layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
"No, Beichen Xiao, nothing can happen to you."
She stumbled forward, only to hear people around her comment, "It's so miserable, he's a foreigner, he's bleeding all over the floor."
"He looks quite handsome, but it's a pity that his brain is blooming."
Wen Tong hurriedly covered her ears, she didn't want to listen, she didn't want to listen.
In front, people gathered around to watch the excitement, and ambulances and police cars came.
Wen Tong desperately squeezed into the crowd, tears falling down uncontrollably.
She cried and shouted, "Beichen Xiao, Beichen Xiao."
Before she could squeeze in, she was stopped by the police. Wherever she could see, there was a pool of bright red blood and a wallet that had fallen into the blood.
Suddenly her eyes blurred and she fell backwards.
No, this is not true!
Behind her, a pair of strong hands firmly caught her body, and stretched out her long arms to wrap her in his arms.
She smelled a familiar smell and raised her head almost in disbelief.
Under the sunlight, the man's features were fresh, with a smile on his lips, and no trace of scars or embarrassment.
For a moment, it felt like a lifetime ago.
In just a few minutes, she seemed to be walking on the cliff of despair. She thought she was going to lose him.
"Beichen Xiao." Wen Tong hugged him back fiercely, almost using all her strength. She felt that his body was hot, his chest was hard, and his heartbeat was steady, but what happened to her tears?
Can't stop either.
"Beichen Xiao, Beichen Xiao." She muttered his name silently, as if this was the only way to wake up from the panic just now.
It turned out that she was so afraid, afraid of losing every moment of him.
When the passerby said, "A foreigner, bleeding all over the ground," her soul seemed to have been taken away. She didn't dare to think that if something really happened to him, he really left her, what would be left behind?
How is she going to spend half her life?
She had never seen her heart so clearly as before.
She loved him, always loved him, for six years, for more than two thousand days and nights.
Although there has been hatred, resentment, and hurt, all the emotions are not worth a small word of love.
She no longer needs to pretend or pretend to be strong. She loves him. This is an indisputable fact.
"Beichen Xiao." Wen Tong cried loudly regardless, as if to squeeze out all the grievances and frights with tears, and said intermittently: "I thought it was you... I was afraid... I thought
It's you..."
"Fool, I'm not doing a good job." Bei Chenxiao patted her back distressedly, "What you saw was just a foreign tourist who was hit by a car."
"Beichen Xiao, don't do this kind of thing again. I'm really scared. I don't want a wallet anymore."
"Be good, I promise you, there won't be a next time."
He hugged her tightly and was relieved by her tears.
He should be grateful for the wallet and the thief he knocked down. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have seen her care and concern for him so clearly.
She chased him out of the supermarket desperately, she got into the crowd in despair, and she cried heartbrokenly in his arms. If this didn't mean that she loved him, then he really didn't know what love was.
Back at the villa, Wen Tong's eyes were red and swollen, and she nestled in his arms and didn't want to leave for a minute.
"If you hug me so tightly, I won't be able to breathe." Although Bei Chenxiao said this, he was physically enjoying her possessive embrace.
She didn't say a word, but hugged him tighter.
After the shock on the road just now, she was extremely sure of her feelings.
This is her man, the father of her son, so she must always dominate him like this. Anyone who wants to peek at him must make them look good, and she must protect her love strongly.