Go Through My Demon Host - Chapter 4127: Extra: Raiders Failure Guidance (2)

Chapter 4127 Fanwai: Raiders Failure Guidance (2)

“Our Young Marshal of Rongcheng.”

Fei Shiting gradually trembled.

“Tong, you didn’t tell me, I’m here to be the third child.”

“Give a gamble, and you’ll become the palace.”

…

Commander’s House.

The noon sun is strong, and the sky is cloudless.

on the shooting range.

The slender figure stood there, the uniform was draped over his shoulders, and he wore a white shirt underneath, tucked into his military trousers, and his boots were cold and shiny.

She played with guns at will, wearing black leather gloves, and her stance was sloppy. At a certain moment, she aimed at a distant target in a flash.

Pull the trigger.

“boom–!”

“boom–!”

Ten hairs and ten rings.

Ranbai calmly retracted his gaze, suddenly turned his gaze to the side, and accurately looked at the figure walking not far away.

Yin red and thin lips evoked a lazy smile.

“gentlemen.”

The man walked over with a clear body and a sweet voice. He was always gentle to her: “Did I bother you with your gun practice?”

Ranbai casually threw the gun aside and walked towards him: “How come.”

“It’s the one that disturbed Mr.

The young marshal’s brows are sullen, peach blossom eyes are sultry, and the seven-point ruthlessness can only be restrained in front of him.

The    military uniform was draped over his body, with golden tassels hanging down. He swayed from side to side with his movements. Two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, his collarbone was looming, and the lines were cold and white.

The    voice is affectionate, as if a lover is whispering in his ear.

Mo Chen remembered the three trucks today, paused, and warned, “There is no need to send so many Clivia in the future, the school will not be able to put them down.”

A large area of ​​white Clivia is planted in the backyard of the Commander’s Mansion.

Only one person likes it.

Ranbai casually hooked his hand and played with him: “Don’t you like it, sir?”

“Like, just—”

“That’s enough, as long as you like it, sir, don’t worry about anything else, I’m willing to give it.”

Mo Chen knew what she was thinking, and no longer refuted it, his fingertips rubbed the thin calluses she had cultivated with guns all the year round.

“Do you want to practice guns, sir?” Ranbai asked suddenly.

“Abai taught me?”

“good.”

In the system space, Fengluo and An’er secretly listened to the corner, watching the two people fall in love, nibbling on the watermelon with relish.

At a certain moment, Feng Luo choked to death.

“What’s the matter with you?” An Er was surprised, “Will you still get stuck eating melons?”

Fengluo reluctantly swallowed and smoothed himself: “I… Forget it, it’s fine.”

Lord Priest, didn’t he know how to play this weapon when he was in the lower realm?

never mind. when he didn’t know.

on the shooting range,

Ranbai Manran stood behind the gentleman, a short distance away, his long and well-knotted fingers were clasped on his hand, the temperature of the black gloves was a little cold, and he taught him how to hold a gun, his voice was slightly low and pleasant: “This way, it’s higher. ”

“Is that so?” Mo Chen was calm and focused, with a clean profile and thick lashes.

Accompanied by the movement, the breath was filled with a fresh and pleasant fragrance, and the dyed white eyes were slightly sideways, and the color of the eyes was a little darker.

Standing like that, like hugging from the back, with thin white lips slightly hooked, the wind is light and cloudless, the cold fingertips are pressed on Mr.’s hand, they hold the trigger together, and whisper: “Sir, how many shots do you want?”

“Ten rings.”

“Then ten rings.”

The sound of    “Bang——!” ripped through the air and overlapped with the heartbeat at a certain moment.

And at the moment when Ranbai shot, his other hand raised without any scruples, grabbed the man’s chin, and kissed him.

An unbridled deep kiss along the lip line.

Aggressive crushing.

is filled with a light fragrance that cannot be escaped.

“Still outside…” He frowned slightly, not knowing what to do, his long fingers pressed against her, but he didn’t push away.

“What are you afraid of?” The metal badge of the military uniform held him, the color was cold and lustrous, and the lazy voice was low and sultry, “No one dares to look at it.”

She smiled, her thin lips were blushing, she bit his earlobes as thin as cicada wings, and her voice overflowed from her throat, a little ambiguous: “Sir, I came back very early today.”

Mr.   ’s eyelashes drooped down, his gentle brows were also smudged a little lightly, his eyes gleamed like a begonia, his breathing was chaotic: “It’s daytime.”

“Ok……”

Even at this time, his speech was like a breeze and snow, and the ending was a little broken: “Abai, don’t be too presumptuous.”

“Wait for the night?” Ranbai deliberately misinterpreted what he meant, playfully elongated his tone, and smiled, “Sorry, I can’t help it.”

Although it was an apology, the tone did not sound apologetic at all, even a little frivolous and vicious.

She is fine on weekdays, except for this aspect.

“Go, go and have a look.” Ranbaisan tugged at his neckline, led him over, stopped in front of the target, held Mo Chen’s hand in his left hand and raised it, chuckling, “Sir, feel it.”

The young man’s fingertips slid across the target inch by inch, and finally stopped at the bull’s-eye position, with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes curled: “Ten rings.”

“Sir is awesome.”

“Worthy of it.”

Dye White leaned lazily to the side, silver hair scattered behind him, his shirt was snow-white, his military trousers were dark, neat and clean, with a very seductive **** restrained under the cold exterior, which was forbidden and bewitching.

“Mine is Mr.’s.” She stared at him slowly, “Sir, take it easy.”

“Come again—”

Every shot.

kiss once.

Practice the gun to the end, and almost missed the gun.

Back in the study, the gentleman looked slightly uncomfortable: “Have you had lunch yet?”

The study is big, clean and cold, and there are stacks of official documents on the solid wood table.

“No.” Dye Bai sat lazily on the chair, his long legs overlapped, and patted the seat next to him.

“Why don’t you eat it yourself?”

“Wait for Mr. to come back.”

Mo Chen sighed: “I’ll go and make it for you.”

The young officer half-squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked straight at him, his side face was delicate and sharp in the sunlight, he smiled after a long while, and the black military uniform draped over his shoulders was cold and lustful, which contrasted with the white shirt. Can’t melt ice cold.

“I’m not waiting for Mr. to come back for lunch.”

“Don’t make trouble.” He reprimanded.

Dye Bai supported the Taishi chair with one hand, and fell back lazily. The thin golden chains on the military uniform hung down, and the color dazzled people’s eyes. The two long legs were placed on the solid wood table. With the beauty of strength, tucked in military boots, it is evil and arrogant.

The white fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of the Taishi chair.

“Sir, it’s not a trouble.” She told him casually, “It’s only later.”

Mo Chen frowned.

She looked at him, brought the person in front of her, and met his eyes along her sleeve, her voice was very low, almost bewitchingly asked: “Don’t reject me, okay?”

The cold temperature contaminates his eyes, making his eyes a little hot. He pressed the white wrist with one hand. The color of the earlobe was crimson. At this moment, the usual peace and clarity was a little flustered. He took a deep breath and calmly said: “It’s not enough for you to make trouble at night. ?”

“We’ve been separated for three months.” The officer raised his eyebrows with wickedness and asked with a smile, “Sir, don’t you miss me?”

Seeing that he didn’t speak, she calmly said, “This is a compulsory question.”

(end of this chapter)