Zhu Xiaoyue's eyes were tightly closed, her long lashes trembled slightly, and two tear drops slid from the corners of her eyes, leaving trails on her cheeks.
Li Xiaoyao sighed softly in his heart, this woman may have a fiery temper, but deep down, she was very conservative. If it weren't for the gunshot wound she sustained today, he'd bet if he dared to touch her this close, she would probably pull out a gun and blow his head off on the spot.
"Hey, what exactly are you doing in this small county town that even snipers are on your trail? It's like something out of a movie," Li Xiaoyao deliberately changed the subject to divert Zhu Xiaoyue's attention, of course, he was also somewhat curious.
Zhu Xiaoyue was indeed distracted, she snorted lightly and said, "Do you remember Dong Haoran?"
