Chapter 47

If Qin Qing was an elegant and dignified lady of the aristocratic family before, the girl in front of her became another person since Qu Li raised her gun to her.

Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel madman, anything that threatens him will be completely eradicated.

Her feet still stepped on the bloody palm, the gun in her hand was still against Qu Li's head, but she asked who to save with a smile on her face.

Fang Kong grabbed Feng Yan's arm tightly for fear that the young master with zero EQ would cause great trouble to himself. He was turning his mind to think about the answer. Leng Bu Ding heard the cold answer on his side.

"If you want to kill, I'll settle it." the flat and straightforward statement without emotional ups and downs, but the seemingly simple response contains shocking information. The self disciplined major general Feng committed murder in full view of the public, and even promised to protect the prisoners.

This impact is no less than that of Mars hitting the earth. It shocked everyone out of their wits in an instant, and also hurt Qu Li's body and mind again.

She stared at the tall figure not far away. Tears blurred her sight and felt that the man in front of her had become very strange. That completely unscrupulous shielding and connivance without the bottom line is not the ruthless and inaccessible young general at all.

What is more sad is that she is not the one who gives all the tolerance of the general

Three meters away, Qin Qing stared at the man's eyes, suddenly gently opened the corners of her mouth and smiled silently.

Put away the pistol and move away her feet. She squatted down with her thin white fingertips holding a white veil. She gently wiped the cold sweat off Qu Li's forehead. Her voice was very elegant and said, "Miss Qu, next time you go to someone else's house, remember to learn some etiquette. You won't be so lucky next time."

After talking, she got up and nodded slightly. Her reserved and polite appearance was the same as when she entered the door at the beginning, but everyone around her subconsciously nodded back and dared not give birth to a mind of half contempt.

Finally, Feng Yan sent someone to send Qu Li home, and everyone dispersed.

Qin Qing returned to the main house to rest. When she woke up, it was nearly dusk. There was a sound of rising and falling tide outside the window. The sea reflected the color of the sunset.

Buckle.

"Enter."

When Feng Yan entered the house with a tray, he saw the girl sitting in front of the French window drawing drawings. The furry light fell on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, crossing a layer of magnificent gold for her. It was as beautiful as a static oil painting.

"What's the matter?" Qin Qing was already familiar with the sound of his footsteps, and his eyes still fell on his strokes while talking. Until there was a tingling pain in her ankle, she looked up and found that the man was helping her clean up the wound caused by the fight. "It's just a small injury. Don't bother."

She shrunk her legs in an attempt to avoid the touch.

The next second, the man grabbed it faster and dragged it back, "disinfection, prevention and treatment of infection."

The tone was still cold and almost cold, but Qin Qing still couldn't help his cheeks getting hot because of the gentle action of the other party holding the soles of her feet and carefully brushing her head. Fortunately, there was the residual temperature of the sunset as a cover, so he wouldn't be found.

The air suddenly quieted down in this second, leaving only the sound of tides coming and going, and two deep and shallow breaths in the room.

Qin Qing's fingertips crashed on the paper unconsciously. The lines in his pen were all in disorder, but his sight fell on the man opposite again and again.

He was wearing a light linen casual clothes, sitting on the ground, slightly bent down and lowered his head. The thin bangs on his forehead drew a shadow under the eyebrow peak. His long eyelashes, high nose bridge and light thin lips were wrapped by the cold light, as if they were covered with a layer of softness. The whole person looked much younger.

Such a handsome man, whose physical conditions are close to perfection, has a cold personality and a hot personality, and loves his only sister to the bone.

However, it is difficult for a normal woman to resist each other's rare tenderness. Qin Qing had to admit that at this moment, she had a little heart, but quickly stopped at the brink, because she knew that everything given by this man belonged to another person.

"I didn't do anything wrong today." Qin Qing forced herself to look away. Qin Qing's focus fell on the endless sea level. Her tone was flat and said, "if you don't kill her today, she will plan to kill me in the future."

After so many years of hard work in the mall, Qu Li, a paranoid and tough woman, will definitely fight to the end in the future.

Feng Yan finished the potion for her last wound and said, "I've said hello. You won't see her again in the near future."

After all, real life is not a novel. Qu Li's identity is there. It's impossible to kill her. Feng Yan can put pressure on her when she is injured.

"HMM." Qin Qing didn't bother, nodded gently to show understanding. Finally, he took a breath, hung his eyes and hesitated to ask the question in his heart, "was I ugly at that time?"

Cruel to the enemy, indifferent to blood and life, cold and bloodthirsty, it should be very ugly.

In fact, deep inside, she already has the answer.

Suddenly, the head sank, and the warm heat came from the dry palm. It belonged to the man alone. The low and magnetic voice stirred the warm color of the sunset and gently passed it over, "not ugly, you are still you."

You're still you. It hasn't changed.

There is no comfort of rhetoric, nor any gorgeous words to describe superposition, just a few simple words, such as the comments given by the teacher in correcting the composition of primary school.

But Qin Qing raised her mouth and smiled like a child in an instant.

That night, she didn't have the nightmare of killing again. It was a sweet night.

The three-day training passed quickly. Major general Feng, who was worried about the children at home, finally returned to the team after the acceptance of the results. This time, Qin Qing personally watched his figure leave. Instead of releasing the freedom of the cage, he was a little reluctant to give up.

But the accumulated work did not give her a chance to breathe. Qin Qing, who had stayed up all night to catch up with the design draft, had to ask for leave again.

And there was mixed news from the casino.

"Boss, our turnover this month is more than that of the previous year, and the passenger flow has soared. Many guests have no place to settle down. Boss, are we considering opening a branch?" the waiter said excitedly with figures on his face, and the last sentence poked the key point.

In fact, Qin Qing had already thought about this point before. If she expanded to other cities, she was bound to be involved with local forces. At present, only relying on more than a dozen thugs of the night Gang is not enough. Song ruye is not here, and she is not easy to act rashly.