The sound of rustling footsteps sounded in the depths of the alley, Wei Yang's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly touched his jacket pocket, but the next moment he was tightly wrapped by a familiar and warm chest.

"Don't be afraid, it's my brother." The man behind him hugged her gently and pressed her entire head on his chest. After a few shots were fired, a sound came from the depths of the alley. After realizing the sound of the heavy object, there were also a few muffled groans.

"Brother..." Wei Yang's eyes turned red, and she hugged Xia Houxuan's neck. She wanted to turn her head to look at the corpses shot by Xia Houxuan's subordinates, but he held her head firmly but gently. .

"Good, don't look, let's go home." Xiahou Xuan glanced coldly at Mu Yuehua who was lying on the ground, hugged Wei Yang in his arms, and strode towards his car.

There was silence all the way, but Xia Houxuan's hands never left Wei Yang's shoulders and waist. As soon as the car arrived home, he hurriedly got out of the car with the little man in his arms and returned to her room.

"Are you afraid of Yang Yang? Huh?" Xiahouxuan didn't let go of his hands when he arrived in the room. He sat down to the bed, hugged Wei Yang's soft body tightly, and scolded himself over and over again in his heart!

How can he be such a jerk! He even asked Wei Yang to face a dead man! When he arrived, looking at the corpse at Wei Yang's feet, God knows how much he blamed himself! His heart seemed to stop for a moment!

Wei Yang wrapped her arms around Xia Houxuan's neck, shook her head, but didn't say anything. The moment Xia Houxuan hugged her, the shadow of a person flashed in her mind, it seemed to be a man, someone who made her think of meeting her. Heartbroken man.

"Be good, Yang Yang, if you're afraid, just cry." Xia Houxuan held Wei Yang's shoulders and looked at her eyes that were half filled with crystal tears.

Wei Yang continued to shake his head, broke free from Xiahou Xuan's hands, and threw himself into his arms.

Seeing Wei Yang pouting and refusing to speak, Xiahouxuan coaxed in a good voice. After coaxing and persuading him for more than half an hour, the cute person in his arms reacted and wiped his tears and snot on his white shirt. In a muffled voice, "Yangyang is not afraid, not at all. But Yangyang is very angry."

"It's my brother's fault." Xiahou Xuan admitted his mistake with a good attitude.

"How can brother be so cruel to Yang Yang?" Wei Yang choked, expressing his grievances.

"Brother bastard, brother will never be fiercer to Yangyang in the future."

"Humph! Don't care about your brother in the future for Yang Yang!" Wei Yang said, but he still grasped the shirt around Xiahou Xuan's waist with both hands.

"Hehe, okay, then my brother will take care of Yang Yang." Xia Houxuan rested his chin on Wei Yang's head, knowing that as long as his little baby is arrogant, it means that she is not really angry anymore.

"Brother's cheeks are so thick!" Wei Yang pursed her lips and finally couldn't help laughing. She hugged her strong waist tightly and hummed with satisfaction.

After playing for a while, seeing the sweat on Wei Yang's forehead, Xia Houxuan wiped her with a towel and said, "It's getting late, Yang Yang, let's wash and sleep."

Wei Yang nodded obediently, but still did not let go of her hands. She raised her head and asked, "Mu Yuehua, the girl who died in the alley..."

"Ignore it." Xiahouxuan immediately stopped Wei Yang. Although Wei Yang said that he was not afraid, he still didn't want her to recall the incident. "Brother will handle it." Those killed by his men were probably It was sent by Mu Yue, tsk, he was so cautious, Mu Yuehua didn't live long, but he still dispatched a killer.

"However, I promised Mu Yuehua that I would do her a favor." Sometimes, Wei Yang was very trustworthy.

"Okay, why are you busy?" Xia Houxuan sighed and carefully took Wei Yang's look into his eyes. After confirming that she was really not afraid, he breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly.

"Help her pass a message to the head of the Chu family." Wei Yang lay on Xia Houxuan's chest and inadvertently saw the water stains on his chest, so he laughed heartlessly.

"Little bastard, how dare you laugh?" Xia Houxuan patted Wei Yang's little butt and gently pinched her nose.

"Hmm... Brother hates it!" Wei Yang twisted his body and broke the hand from his nose, and then knocked a small fist on Xiahou Xuan's chest, she hummed, "Don't bully Yang Yang!"

"Okay, don't bully." Xia Houxuan laughed, picked up the messed up little man, and sent it to the bathroom door, saying, "Brother is at the door, go take a shower."

Wei Yang nodded obediently and walked into the bathroom. After a while, he stuck his head out again, making sure that the man outside the door did not leave, and then walked in with complete confidence.

Seeing this, Xiahouxuan laughed again. It stands to reason that Xiao Weiyang's ability to make a fuss should not be timid, but she should be bold, but she did not become bold. For example, when taking a bath, if there is no one standing outside Waiting for her, she refused to wash.

After Wei Yang took a bath, Xia Houxuan was pushed into the bathroom by her.

"Reading?" After the man took a shower and dried his short hair, he lay down beside Wei Yang naturally, then reached out and grabbed the small body, smelling the fragrance of the laurel, and smiled contentedly .

"Yeah! Look! There are so many guns!" After Wei Yang found a comfortable position on Xia Houxuan, he pointed at a sniper rifle with the book in his hand, and said excitedly: "Brother, look! High-precision tactical rifle ,How handsome!"

"Yang Yang likes this kind of gun?" Xia Houxuan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips brushed against the laurel-scented hair.

"Yeah! I like it!" Wei Yang nodded, and she said, "Sniper rifles are the most bullet-saving! Besides, it is a good choice to take the head of an admiral among the ten thousand troops. Its accuracy makes it a good choice. It can kill you at a distance of a thousand meters! Unlike a rifle..." Wei Yang became excited when he mentioned the sniper rifle, and began to vomit the advantages of the sniper rifle in his mouth like pouring beans. come out.

"It seems that Yangyang has a lot of research on firearms?" Xiahouxuan listened quietly, and then asked this sentence casually, but he didn't want the little man in his arms to stiffen.

Wei Yang lowered his head, grabbed the corner of Xia Houxuan's clothes, pursed his lips and refused to speak.

"What's the matter?" Xiahou Xuan hurriedly hugged her shoulders, thought for a while, and then said softly, "Don't worry about it, just tell your brother what you want, do you want this sniper rifle to play with? I'll let it go tomorrow. Don't ask to get it for you." He pointed to the picture on the book and coaxed.

Sure enough, Wei Yang's little ears moved, and then he said, "Okay...Brother..."

"Um?"

"Yangyang comes from a black family." Wei Yang took a breath, ready to confess the information he could tell: "Yangyang has checked, and ten years later, some changes have taken place in that family, and for the time being, Yangyang can't go back. "In fact, Yang Yang has long known what this book is about."

"Oh, is that right? Then our Yangyang is so good." Xiahouxuan did not ask her why she had to read it again, nor did she ask her who her family was, nor how she found out what happened to her family. Instead, he just hugged her and promised that when she woke up tomorrow morning, she would be able to see what she wanted, and then placed a light kiss on her smooth forehead.