Maybe it's because shuianluo doesn't need her protection at all, which makes her lost.

Feng Feng finished his microblog and looked at Qiao yaruan in a daze, but he didn't get up.

She's lost. For a moment, it seems that no one is protecting her.

But that's what he wants. She's not Qi Rou, and Shui Anluo is not Qiao yaruan. If she can't get out, she will get worse and worse.

Qiao Ya Ruan put down his mobile phone, then got up to go out.

Feng Feng got up, Qiao Ya Ruan said in a deep voice: "don't follow me!"

Feng Feng gave her a little meal, thinking that if she had no money or passport, she would not be able to run away. What she needed now was her time for affectation. He just gave her.

Autumn in the United States is much colder than that in China. Qiao yaruan only wears a simple sweater.

So I can't help rubbing my arms and walking in this completely strange country of the United States.

Perhaps, she really wants to let go of the protection of shui'anluo. Now there are both the people she wants to protect and the people who protect her.

But why do you feel empty in your heart?

"Bang -" the gunshot suddenly rang out. Qiao yaruan was shocked. Before turning back, he felt a gust of wind passing through him, and the man wanted to restrain Qiao yaruan for the first time.

Qiao Ya Ruan's reflexive lower waist, long legs behind kick, around his body directly kicked on the man's head, but the man is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Qiao Ya Ruan this foot with enough strength, the man just body shaking, then again want to seize Qiao Ya Ruan as a hostage.

Qiao Ya Ruan's body slipped backward again. She could not help but scold her. She just came out to relax. What kind of place could make her encounter a gunfight.

Qiao Ya Ruan took a step back to see clearly the man's appearance. Her five big and three thick beard didn't conform to her aesthetic.

When the man was about to shoot at her, a military green figure suddenly appeared and threw her aside, while the man behind him had already fired at the man.

Qiao Ya Ruan's head was protected by warm hands, so when he fell, he didn't fall to her head. Under the moonlight, the man's sword eyebrows, star eyes and thin lips on his body were like wings. How could he be a handsome character.

"Squadron, it's done." Said the man behind him.

The man who is called the squadron holds Qiao Ya Ruan up and slightly hooks his lips. "Little girl, good skill."

Qiao Ya Ruan looked at his shoulder bright commander rank, is a Chinese soldier.

But Qiao Yaran was pulled into his arms before he spoke.

"Qiao Ya Ruan, you are looking for death. You can walk to the refugee area when you walk." The wind roared.

Qiao Ya Ruan's eardrum aches because of the shock. Over Feng Feng's tall shoulder, what she sees is the figure of the man leaving.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Yingdi was once again ignored. She couldn't help looking back and following her eyes, Chinese peacekeeping forces? Why are you here?

"Who knows this is a refugee area? Why do you have so much money to set the hotel near the refugee area?" Qiao Ya Ruan pushed his hand directly, then turned and left.

Feng Feng chased up and said in a deep voice: "after a few people come out, the peacekeepers will go when they see it."

"Peacekeeping? Is that a member of the peacekeeping force? " Qiao Ya Ruan asked, looking back at the direction of the shadow.

"It's none of your business. I'll go back." Feng Feng takes her back to the hotel.

Qiao Ya Ruan took back his eyes. Yes, it's nothing to do with him, isn't it?

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