Chapter 1871

Pedro frowned and looked at Feng Xun coldly, as if to confirm whether Feng Xun's threat was true or not.

Seeing the deadlock between Feng Xun and Pedro, at the beginning of the summer, Qi Yi was glad that Feng Xun had won the game, and said with a sneer: "Pedro, the bet of this game is your own. Now you want to go back, can't you afford to lose?"

At the beginning of summer seven, looking at the low Tucao before the screen, Feng Xun seemed to make complaints about the same sentence: "Pedro, you have lost time, too?"

Pedro was infuriated by his words. He held the revolver gun directly and aimed it at Feng Xun involuntarily. He was so surprised that he stood up involuntarily on the seventh day of the summer and said angrily, "Pedro, what are you doing?"

Feng Xun, who was shot with a revolver by Pedro, did not change his face. He said in a light tone: "Pedro, as a man, you should admit defeat. There is only one bullet in it. You still have a chance to live! But now you pull the trigger on me, you should be able to predict what kind of outcome you will face, and my wife, who is sitting behind the monitor and witnessing all this, will certainly avenge me! "

At the beginning of summer seven, she takes a deep breath and holds her fists tightly. Feng Xun is right. If Pedro really dares to pull the trigger, she will never let him go. Even if she tries her best, she will revenge for Feng Xun!

Pedro quietly watched Feng Xun for a long time, then slightly turned his wrist, no longer using the muzzle of his gun against Feng Xun, and said with a self mocking smile: "Feng Xun, you are really calmer and calmer than I thought. You look like a robot without feelings. I really don't understand why you get the unswerving love of a little mute!"

The sentence "unswervingly" moved Feng Xun's indifferent look, and even his eyes, which were originally emitting cold light, became tender.

"You can't understand what I've experienced with her, and you can't understand our previous feelings!" Feng Xun lips slightly hook, fingers subconsciously rubbing his wedding ring, low voice a little more temperature.

In front of the screen on the seventh day of the summer, he saw Feng Xun's little action and heard Feng Xun's answer. He subconsciously lowered his eyes and murmured, "yes, we don't need outsiders to understand our feelings..."

Laixi, who had been fighting for her eldest brother, looked at Feng Xun, who spoke of the seventh day of the summer on the screen and looked at the same tacit understanding seventh day of the summer. She could not help sighing with envy.

When Pedro heard that "don't understand", his mind came up with the words of the little mute, and the smile of self mockery on his lips became bitter.

Yes, he doesn't understand it, but he always tries to understand it. Maybe what he gets with all his efforts is not her, but their unshakable love for each other and their courage to go through fire and water for each other!

"Feng Xun, do you know that sometimes I admire you, sometimes I envy you..." Pedro sighed and said in a faint tone: "of course, I will never forget the shot you shot me in the chest. As long as I escape this bullet today, I will get it back from you in the future!"

With that, he pointed a revolver at his temple and pulled the trigger.

In front of the screen, Lacey was also at this moment. A heart was raised to her throat, and a thin layer of cold sweat began to emerge from her palm.

There was no gunshot, Pedro escaped the potentially fatal bullet, and Lacey was relieved.

"It seems that I'm lucky..." Pedro raised his eyebrows, put down the revolver gun, said with a smile to Feng Xun, "or God doesn't want me to die at this time!"

"It's time you brought my wife here!" Although Feng Xun is a little disappointed, he didn't die of a bullet, but the more important thing is the little girl, a cold reminder.

Pedro raised his eyebrows and made a gesture to the direction of the monitor. After receiving his instructions, Lacey in front of the monitor nodded, stood up and whispered to the seventh day of the summer: "Miss Xia, let's go. I'll take you to see feng Xun!"

Xia Chu Qi nodded busily and followed Laixi to the door. Sure enough, the two guards at the door also opened the door. Laixi led Xia Chu Qi to turn a corner and push the door into the VIP Hall of the casino.

On the seventh day of the summer, it turns out that she and Feng Xun are so close, almost only a few steps away, but she can only watch Feng Xun and Pedro's death bet in front of the screen. Even if she saw Feng Xun win Pedro, she was soaked in cold sweat.

"Boss, Miss Xia has arrived -" Lacey said respectfully to Pedro. Without waiting for Pedro to answer, Xia ran all the way to Feng Xun on the seventh day of the first day of the summer.

Feng Xun opened his hands and held her firmly in his arms. He looked at her tenderly, as if he had forgotten everything about the outside world: "I'm sorry, little girl, I'm late."

The seventh day of the summer shook his head and hugged Feng Xun's back tightly. His voice choked: "it's not too late. I was scared just now... You should have told me earlier..."

"I'm sorry..." Feng Xun lowered his head and gave her a gentle kiss on her face. His voice was full of apology: "I don't want you to worry about it, and I don't want you to be angry about it..."

"I'm really angry, but I'm more afraid that you will lose to him..." the eyes of the seventh day of the summer are red. Even now Feng Xun holds them in his arms and mentions the gambling game just now, his body still trembles slightly.

"In the future, don't do this again. I'm really afraid..."

"I'm sorry, I'm actually..." Feng Xun also wanted to explain why he agreed to the gamble, but he was gently pressed on his lips by the seventh day of the summer.

She's really angry and doesn't mind Feng Xun explaining to herself, but it's not here, in front of Pedro and other people!

"Needless to say, let's go back and talk slowly!" At the beginning of the summer, he shook his head and gave a faint smile to Feng Xun. He tightly grasped his clothes and said, "as long as you're OK, I'm ok, we're all alive!"

Feng Xun answered with a low voice. He could not help reaching out his hand and stroking her hair. His brow wrinkled slightly: "little girl, how is your hair wet?"

"You didn't scare me just now!" At the beginning of summer, seven curled their lips and murmured.

Feng Xun gives a low smile, just as he wants to say something. He quietly looks at Pedro, who is embracing each other affectionately. He finally gives a low cough, breaking the warm atmosphere between them.

"Is it enough for you to talk to each other?" Pedro's face sank slightly, he warned unhappily.