Feng Qin was still in shock.
It was only then that she realized that she was being hugged tightly.
It was a very familiar scent.
"Third Young Master Min?"
Min Ting then let go of her. His face, which was even more exquisite than a woman's, was no longer filled with a cynical expression. Instead, he had a serious and vaguely angry expression. "Are you stupid? Can't you dodge when you see the bullet? Are you waiting for death?"
Feng Qin was initially a little afraid, but she was not so afraid now after he shouted.
She wanted to say that she wanted to hide too, but she didn't have the ability to.
She should not have followed them and dragged them down from the beginning. However, if she did not follow them, she would be afraid that someone would have designs on her and want to capture her to threaten her sister. At that time, she would be alone and she knew very well that she would not have any ability to resist.
