Chapter 610

How can her charm be summed up in a few words?

Pedro took a picture out of his pocket. On the seventh day of the summer, he was wearing the wine red dress he had prepared for her, with the diamond earrings and necklaces he had chosen for her.

Even though she was gorgeous, there was no smile on her face. A pair of clear eyes were full of vigilance and resistance. Against the backdrop of this wine red dress, she became more and more arrogant!

She has always been arrogant in front of him. If at first he only wanted to conquer her, and even wanted to strip off her arrogant appearance and watch her beg for mercy in front of him like other women, he was wrong

Her pride has been written into the bone marrow, even in the face of the fear of death, she would not lower her beautiful head, there is any concession!

But such a proud woman is willing to show her innocent smile, cry and smile for Feng Xun, as if only Feng Xun can affect her emotions!

Pedro thought of this, can't help but increase the strength of his hand, holding the photo tightly, almost wrinkling the photo in his hand.

I don't know how long it took Pedro to give a low sigh and relax his strength. He took the photo and stared at the seventh day of the summer in the photo. Then he suddenly took the photo and gave it a kiss on his mouth, then put it into his chest pocket.

"On the seventh day of the summer, I got this bullet for you. How can I get it back from you?" Pedro said softly, stroking the wound in his chest.

Thinking of this, he pressed the button on his seat. After a while, the man who had left hurried in again and said respectfully, "boss, what can I do for you?"

"Did you find out what I asked you to do?" Pedro asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, she has officially received the admission notice from Wharton Business School of the University of Pennsylvania. She will go to Philadelphia to register in the next few days." The man replied respectfully.

Pedro said with satisfaction, "I'm not disappointed. I just got married. I came to the United States to study, just as I wish!"

"Boss, Feng Xun will definitely go with her. Do you really want to go to Philadelphia?" The man asked anxiously.

"Of course, arrange a helicopter for me now and set off at once!" Said Pedro, nodding and smiling.

"But Feng Xun always suspected that you were not dead, and sent his men everywhere to trace your whereabouts. If you went to Philadelphia, wouldn't you risk your life and get into the tiger's mouth?" The man didn't dare to let his boss take such a risk. After all, the boss's injury hasn't fully recovered, and the power hasn't been recovered to his hands!

Pedro's eyes narrowed slightly, and asked in a somewhat displeased way, "does sheep enter the tiger's mouth? In your eyes, I'm such a waste? "

"I dare not!" The man's body trembled and knelt down. Even in the face of Pedro, who had been seriously injured, he was still afraid.

"My subordinates are just worried that your current situation is not suitable to face Feng Xun. I know you want revenge, but now is not the best time for revenge!" After a pause, the man added: "if you want revenge, we also want to. The Fengxun sect bombed our old nest and killed many of our brothers. We all want revenge, but now if we beat the grass to scare the snake, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

"I want revenge, of course, but not now!" Pedro shakes his head, smiles, pats his hand on the shoulder in front of him, and says in a light tone: "get up, arrange the plane, and leave immediately. Since she is coming, how can I not prepare in advance?"

Pedro's "she" is exactly the seventh day of summer.

The man understood the meaning of the boss. Although he felt sorry, he didn't dare to refute. He stood up silently and nodded.

Pedro also slowly got up at this time, took out a handkerchief and his love gun from his arms, gently stroked the barrel of the gun, and raised a sneering smile on his lips: "sheep into the tiger's mouth, ha ha, who is sheep and who is tiger, I'm not sure!"

A helicopter soon took off from a private estate in North Carolina. It was late at night in China. On the seventh day of the summer, I fell asleep early because I was tired of packing. Suddenly, I woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.

She sat up from the bed, her heart still beating, and Pedro's smiling face seemed to reverberate in her mind, together with his words.

"My bullet is for you, I want to get it back with you..." he said this, and even opened his collar, revealing his bloody chest, which made her wake up from this terrible nightmare.

It's really strange. How can a good person do such a thing? Pedro is still haunted. Do you still want to ask her for her life?

"Little girl, what's the matter?" Feng Xun was also awakened by her. She leaned on the head of the bed and didn't move. She turned on the bedside lamp and saw her pale face.

"Nightmare?" Feng Xun got up, took her into his arms, reached out and touched her forehead. As expected, he was in a cold sweat.

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and leaned silently in his arms. Only his warm arms let him come back slowly

"What do you dream of, so afraid?" Feng Xun gently stroked her hair and put his arms around her body. He asked softly in her ear.

"I dream of... Pedro..." said Xia Qiqi in a low voice. When mentioning the name of Pedro, Feng Xun's hand that had been caressing her hair suddenly stopped.

"What did you dream about him?" Feng Xun frowned slightly and his voice became a little low.

"I dream that he said that the bullet he got was for me, and he asked me for it..." when Xia Chuqi said this, he could not help shaking his head and said with a bitter smile: "he even showed me the wound. It's all flesh and blood. It's terrible. Does he want to ask me for my heart?"

"Little fool, it's just a nightmare. Even if he really asks for it, he should come to me, not you!" Feng Xun kisses the top of her hair and comforts her with a smile.

"You say, if he is still alive, how can I suddenly dream of such a dream?" On the seventh day of the summer, he shook his head doubtfully and muttered to himself, "if he dies, will the ghost haunt me?"

"Don't think about it. No matter whether he is alive or dead, he can't get close to you with me!" Feng Xun gently patted her on the back and said in a soft voice, "you probably think about it every day, and then you think about it at night. Don't take this nightmare seriously!"

"I didn't think about this lunatic during the day!" At the beginning of the summer, he waved his hand and said, "it's too late to tidy up. How can I think about Pedro?"