They hid in the green belt in the middle of the road, thanks to the people of E country's persistence and love for greening. Because it was night and the lights on the green belt were a little dim, her body was crawling in the dense green belt and was safe for the time being.
She also discovered that Si Yiyan's men were consciously covering for them, attracting the enemy's bullets to their side.
Si Yiyan whispered: "We were ambushed."
All her movements froze!
They had just come out of the Moville Mansion and had not even returned to the manor when they were ambushed. She knew who did it. The target was naturally her and the document. Just as Si Yiyan said, the Moville Mansion would never allow anyone to challenge the authority and honor of the Mansion, even if she was Rex's woman.
Now is the best time to take action!
Lucifer under Si Yiyan's control is mysterious and unpredictable. Once they return to the manor, the Moville Mansion will not be able to deal with them. And this is when Si Yiyan is at his weakest.
Because of her reckless behavior, Si Yiyan was put in danger, and she had already tasted the bitter fruit of regret in her heart.
Even after being filtered by the silencer, you can still hear the whistling sound of the bullet flying at supersonic speed in the air.
Then manually eject the shell and reload it.
This is a silent war of gunpowder, so dangerous that it is unimaginable.
Wen Xinya struggled for a while. In such a dangerous situation, she couldn't afford to hold Si Yiyan back.
"Baby, stop making trouble. You can beat and scold me when we get home, but now is the time to risk your life." Si Yiyan put one hand on her shoulder, and his warm breath sprayed into her ears, flowing into her ear holes, bringing out waves of shivers.
Wen Xinya couldn't help but feel angry, but at this moment, all her anger had disappeared, replaced by regret.
Wen Xinya lowered her voice: "I also have the ability to protect myself."
He had been trained by Si Yiyan for two years, so he was naturally familiar with her skills. Previously at the banquet, she was able to dodge a sudden attack from behind. She had also been learning how to use a gun for a while, and her shooting skills were pretty good.
"Be good! Don't move! There are more people on the other side." As he spoke, the two bodies pressed tightly together, Wen Xinya felt that all the joints of her arms and legs had been restrained by him. She even felt her pulse being compressed by the cold and hard metal, beating rapidly, such a texture, it should be the watch on his wrist.
This entangled posture of man on top and woman on the bottom makes their faces face to face and their eyes meet.
"I'm sorry!" Wen Xinya looked at his lips. Her throat suddenly felt dry. She knew how hard she had bitten him just now.
Si Yiyan laughed softly and said, "Not angry anymore?"
Wen Xinya did not answer, but stared at the blood still flowing out from his lips. In the dim light, it seemed to emit an enchanting light.
She suddenly moved her lips close to his, her soft lips pressed closely against his, gently sucking on the wound between his lips, her smooth and soft tongue brushing across his wound from time to time, as if to comfort him, but also as if to express her heartache.
Si Yiyan's lips and tongue cooperated with hers, and the four lips glued together softly. The kiss was delicate and gentle, as gentle as a butterfly in love with a flower. The two tongues entangled and kissed each other like two intertwined snakes.
The saliva between Wen Xinya's lips flowed down the corners of her mouth. Si Yiyan immediately let go of their entangled tongues and kissed her neck.
In such a dangerous situation, Wen Xinya actually had some romantic thoughts in her heart. She regretted rejecting Si Yiyan's courtship in the car just now. If she had known that the body was more loyal than the mouth, she should not have pretended to be cold.
Si Yiyan put his hands between her legs and laughed softly: "Baby, you are so passionate, I can't control myself!"
Wen Xinya's legs were stretched straight and tight, but her body couldn't stop trembling. She said in a low and hoarse voice: "Then don't hold back!"
Si Yiyan's eyes penetrated the night: "Baby, do you want to be a pair of romantic ghosts with you?"
Wen Xinya panted, and her taut body suddenly softened as if a string had broken. It only lasted five minutes in total, but compared to the last time in the bathroom of the Han Palace, she lasted three minutes longer.
Si Yiyan whispered in her ear, "Are you feeling better?"
Wen Xinya's mind was empty and blurry. She couldn't help but find it funny that they could still flirt so charmingly in such an occasion: "Hmm!"
After waiting for about two minutes, Si Yiyan whispered in her ear: "That group of people has changed their location. It's safe here for the time being. You stay here and don't come out. I'll go out and check the situation!"
Wen Xinya tugged at his clothes, and looked at him with her black and white eyes. Her expression was blank, like a lost child; but she was determined and unyielding, like a strong martyr.
Finally, her throat went dry: "Be careful!"
He is not her Si Yiyan, he is Xia Siyan, the head of Xia Si family, he is Lucifer's king Rex, his brother, who is risking his life for him. No matter what time, he can't retreat.
Si Yiyan kissed her gently on the forehead: "Wait for me!"
Then, under the cover of night, his body moved as fast as a jungle cheetah, elegantly and powerfully, beautifully and dangerously into the darkness.
Wen Xinya remembered that Si Yiyan said that kissing the forehead means he wants to take care of you, to pamper you, and to protect you.
Before he left, he gave her a heavy promise!
Her heartstrings were untied for no reason.
Her eyes penetrated the night and saw him strolling leisurely in the dark, and around him were a dozen men, some wearing black backless vests and black trousers, with G36 assault rifles raised in their muscular arms, pointing them at the deep night in an aiming posture, motionlessly.
Under the dim yellow light, the flying bullets whistled, driving the air flow and making the atmosphere bloody and murderous.
He raised his arms, tilted his head to one side, squinted one eye, aimed the other, and looked into the darkness with his deep eyes under his messy hair. All the emotions in his eyes seemed to be eroded by the darkness.
Wen Xinya didn't know what he was going to do.
At this moment, Si Yiyan's gaze suddenly turned towards her without any warning.
Their eyes met. Her gaze was pale and panic-stricken, yet contained a child's stubbornness.
He was standing against the light, his face looked dark and deep, his eyes like ancient ink were even deeper and darker than usual. He looked at her for a moment, and suddenly smiled at her.
The next second, he saw his right index finger making a gesture of pulling the trigger, puff!
A whistling bullet flew towards the darkness. In the darkness she heard screams, and her heart felt cold. She could hear the suppressed sound of her teeth chattering.