After leaving the hospital, Xiang Hengxi contacted Captain Xue by phone.
After chatting for a few minutes, he hung up his car and got back in. Only when he started driving did he notice a bullet graze on his forearm, with small spurts of blood oozing out.
This injury was nothing to him, and he was too lazy to go to the hospital for treatment. He just wrapped it up in the car and started the car.
Recalling how Jing An'an had been hopping mad at him that afternoon, he couldn't help but smile wryly, easily turning the steering wheel and driving towards the Jing family home.
It was already 1 a.m., and Jing An'an, who usually went to bed at 10 p.m., was naturally fast asleep by then.
Xiang Hengxi easily climbed over the wall, onto the windowsill, and used a wire to unlock the door.
If he hadn't become a special forces soldier, he would definitely have been an exceptionally skilled thief.
After trying to turn the lock a few times, he opened it, gently pushed it open, lifted the curtain, jumped down, and closed the window.
Before he could even react, something hard hit him on the head. He turned around and saw Jing An'an standing in the darkness, looking like she was about to call for help. He quickly reached out and covered her mouth.
"Mmm!" Jing An'an struggled violently as her mouth was covered. She had heard noises while sleeping and thought she was imagining things, but someone had actually broken into her house at night.
Xiang Hengxi teased her, deliberately changing his voice to a rough, harsh tone: "Quiet, where's the money?"
After struggling for a while, Jing An'an realized something was wrong. This person smelled of gunfire, sweat, blood, and hospital disinfectant.
She immediately realized who it might be and opened her mouth to bite his hand.
Xiang Hengxi reacted quickly, spun her around in his arms, and they both fell onto the bed, with him pinning Jing An'an's body beneath him.
"My little An'an is so smart, she guessed it was me right away." Xiang Hengxi let go of her hand and gave her a big kiss on the cheek.
Jing An'an was so angry that she couldn't speak, feeling that being with him would shorten her lifespan.
"Breaking into a house in the middle of the night, what do you think will happen to you if I report this to my superiors?" she threatened, barely containing her anger.
"You can't bear to part with it." Xiang Hengxi chuckled, and by the moonlight, touched her delicate cheek. He added, "Besides, how are you going to explain to them that we're in the same bed? It's just a little lovers' quarrel, and the leader can't be bothered with it."
"Who said you're my girlfriend? Get off me!" Jing An'an kicked Heng Xi in anger, and in the shoving and pushing, she smelled an even stronger stench of blood.
He said he had a mission tonight, could he be injured?
Jing An'an unconsciously softened her shoving movements and said in a deep voice, "Are you out of your mind? Why aren't you going to the hospital when you're injured? What are you doing here?"
"I came here because I wanted to see you." Xiang Hengxi leaned over Jing An'an and whispered in her ear.
He loved how her always serious face would become expressive when he teased her. She clearly had a baby face, but she liked to pretend to be like an old nun in the mountains who knew everything.
"Get up, don't dirty my bed." Jing An'an frowned.
Xiang Hengxi deliberately gasped, "You touched my wound."
"You deserve it." Jing An'an's words were cold, but she was somewhat worried. With such a strong smell of gunfire, tonight's battle was likely to be fierce. She couldn't help but ask, "Was it a gunshot wound?"
"Yes, they're all equipped with the latest weapons," Xiang Hengxi exaggerated, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at her worried expression.
Actually, tonight's plan was meticulous and didn't involve a large-scale attack, but it was enough to win the heart of the beauty. In this respect, Xiang Hengxi was much more shameless than Xu Ziyu.
But he didn't think he was being shameless; instead, he thought it showed high emotional intelligence.
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