"Okay, okay..."
Chen Nan swallowed hard, suppressing the wicked urge.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, another loud noise echoed.
Chen Nan's expression changed instantly, his movements lightning-fast as he pushed Su Yixuan's head down forcefully, and the next moment, a bullet whizzed past over her head, striking the windshield that was already riddled with cracks.
The blush on Su Yixuan's face turned pale; she had literally brushed shoulders with death. If Chen Nan hadn't reacted quickly, she might well have been on her way to meet King Yan by now.
"Can you even shake them off? Otherwise, I really can't hold back anymore," Chen Nan said, frustrated.
"Stop talking nonsense, just hold on tight to me!"
Su Yixuan's face reddened again and said, "I know you have great self-control; just hold on."
No matter how strong my willpower is, I can't stand it with you doing that!
Chen Nan felt incredibly frustrated and said, "How about you just stop, it's only two guns, they are no match for me."
