Chapter 1930: Hello, marshal 11

Yuan Zimi's eyes turned around her.
Her eyes rested on the hairpin she was holding.
With a well-knotted hand, stretched it over and played with the hairpin in his hand.
After a long time, he spoke slowly
"Miss Bai Mudan, seems to like me very much."
Su Yan did not speak.
I always think he has something to do.
After that, I listened to his smile
"Love me at first sight?"
He really got along with this white peony, and it was only during the time last night.
As a result, this Bai Mudan had a meal at noon today, and the maintenance and care he showed, as long as the people sitting there can see it with eyes.
He reached out and pinched Su Yan's chin.
Used strength.
So that it hurts.
Just listen to him
"What do you want? Let's just listen, and maybe I will agree to your performance at noon today."
The playful tone, the laugh is not enough.
Su Yan is serious
"I want to eat with you."
Yuan Zimi was taken aback.
Su Yan
"No?"
Yuan Zi Mi
"Just this?"
"Well, just this."
Yuan Zimi looked at her for a long time and let go.
Sit back to his position.
Leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes half-jaw.
Su Yan
"May I?"
Someone licks their lips
"No."
Su Yan had a meal.
Reached out and took the hairpin in Yuan Zimi's hand.
No longer speak.
Yuan Zimi raised her brows.
Look at her.
About to speak.
Suddenly bang bang bang.
Gunfire came from all around.
A bullet shot directly through the glass and landed on the chair in the back seat.
Su Yan immediately stretched out his hand, took Yuan Zimi's hand, and pushed the person on the back seat.
Yuan Zimi glanced across Su Yan's face in darkness.
He said nothing.
Let her press him.
For some reason, the gunshot disappeared quickly.
There was no mood swing on Su Yan's face.
Watching every move outside through the window.
He watched the two masked men riding motorcycles who shot and disappeared into the corner immediately after a missed shot.
The car stopped.
The people in the car went down and got on the car again soon.
"Marshal, you have sent someone to chase you. Can't escape."
The subordinate looked back while speaking.
I saw that the young marshal of their family was pressed on the seat of the car, and his attitude was exceptionally...intimate.
That was a shock.
It took a long time to recover.
"Marshal?"
The subordinate tried to speak.
Yuan Zimi kept staring at Su Yan's sight, hanging down.
It was transferred to Su Yan's hand pressing on him.
His strength is not great, he can open it with a little profit.
Just curious, what she will do.
He thought about all the results.
The only thing she didn't expect was that her first reaction was to throw him down and protect him.
The first reaction in times of crisis cannot deceive people.
After being stunned, the subordinate quickly looked away.
Well, at this time of life and death, the marshal can still be calm and complacent, and love this singer.
Really worthy of being a young marshal!
The admiration of the subordinates for his boss suddenly rose.
The car started again.
Along with the vibration of the car and the sound of Su Yan's questioning, Yuan Zimi recovered.
He stretched out his hand and pressed Su Yan's shoulder, slightly hard.
Pata, Su Yan fell to the side of the car.
After he sat down, he glanced at Su Yan.
Then, bending over, took the hairpin from her hand.
When he did these things, he didn't show any guilt at all or even extraordinarily confident.
Just under the condensation of this atmosphere.
The car arrived at Paramount.