Chapter 68 Jealousy and Missing
"Huh?" Zhao Si panicked. Carrying a gun without permission was already a violation of discipline, and now he was giving the gun to an ordinary citizen. He might be punished.
The little power he held hadn't even begun to flourish when Ning Che seized it. His face flushed, and he stared at Ning Che in silence.
"Ha!" Ning Che knew the answer from his expression. He didn't even bother to roll his eyes. He scoffed and burrowed back into his bed.
I sneered in my heart: With this little ability, you still want to seduce me? Are you as handsome as my husband?
The graceful grace in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not hide the contempt, and Zhao Si was immediately angered by his contempt.
"Okay! Come with me!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Captain."
Facing the weapon he'd been longing for, he didn't even need a second to react. He jumped out of the quilt like a rabbit, and rushed out in his slippers.
While doing this, he turned around and shouted, "Let's go, Captain~"
Zhao Si was young and inexperienced, and when he was called out to him like that, the deer in his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
I couldn't even see the road, all I could see was the stunning beauty of that person looking back and smiling.
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Since Fu Chengyun had already made arrangements, and the police station was closed, Chen He swiped her access card at the gate and entered without a trace. She found the training room, the only room with a person, on the security room's surveillance screen, and went to look for them.
As soon as she walked out of the training room, she heard the continuous sound of gunfire, "Bang! Bang! Bang!", which scared her so much that she stopped in her tracks and covered her chest to catch her breath.
"All right!" a lively voice rang out from inside the room. Just by listening, one could tell the joy on his face. "I didn't realize you were quite talented."
Ning Che curled his lips and didn't say anything.
He had practiced martial arts since childhood, and bow shooting, horseback riding, and hunting were all part of his daily routine. Even without his internal energy, his accuracy remained intact. Hitting the bull's eye was child's play. He had been curious about the power of the gun, but after actually trying it out, he felt it was nothing special.
It would be convenient to let Fu Chengyun make one in the future as a self-defense weapon.
He placed the gun on the table, his index finger tapping the butt, his rhythm revealing impatience.
"Show me how to disassemble and install the bullet again."
The man in front of him was tall and straight, and his eyes became cold and calm when he held the gun. His appearance, as slender as a pine or a cypress, made Zhao Simi feel dizzy.
He chuckled as he demonstrated the disassembly and assembly process skillfully, and I forgot to ask him why he wanted to learn shooting.
After Ning Che read it once, he also tried it out.
There was no mistake or omission, and the smooth operation like flowing water drew praise from Zhao Si again.
He was numb from listening, and with his eyes half closed, he threw the gun into Zhao Si's arms and walked out in his slippers.
His wounds hadn't healed yet, and the gun had a strong recoil. After studying all afternoon, his hands ached and he was exhausted. He just wanted to bury himself in bed, watch cartoons, and wait for food.
But Fu Chengyun is not around, and the bed is not soft;
When Fu Chengyun is not around, the food doesn’t taste good;
Fu Chengyun is not around, the ice house is cold,
Fu Chengyun is not around...
Ning Che walked out in a bad mood, secretly lamenting that he seemed to have become more and more precious because of Fu Chengyun's pampering.
It's like porcelain, which gets hurt at the slightest touch, and it's like water, which cries endlessly.
There is no trace of the aura of a master who has the power of life and death.
He walked to the door with his mind wandering. As soon as he looked up, he saw Chen He holding up his phone and tapping away.
"Sister He?"
He saw Chen He carrying all the bags and things and understood what was going on. A smile appeared on his depressed face again. "Are you here to see me?"
"Ah! Yes!" Chen He was sending an urgent message to Fu Chengyun when she was suddenly startled by Ning Che.
She wiped the sweat off her forehead, handed the bags to Ning Che, and smiled a little guiltily.
"I'm afraid you can't get used to the food here, so I came to bring you some food." After saying that, she glanced at the policeman behind Ning Che inconspicuously.
The policeman was staring at Ning Che and smiling, his mouth almost reaching his ears.
Chen He thought to himself: It's over, someone is targeting my sister-in-law.
But she couldn't say it clearly in front of the police, so she just pinched Ning Che's wrist holding the white bag.
Visiting was limited to a maximum of twenty minutes. Ning Che had already set too many precedents, and there were surveillance cameras in the corridors. The two of them hadn't said a word before Zhao Si started to drive them away.
Ning Che was sent to the cell again. Zhao Si stood at the door and said goodbye to him with a smile. He said it for the fifth time without moving an inch, and the smile on his face was frozen, showing his reluctance to leave.
There was no other way, Ning Che could only pull the iron door closed from the inside himself.
The iron door was heavy, and with his hands and feet tied, it was very difficult for him to pull it.
After the door was closed, he put his ear against the iron door and listened carefully.
After a few minutes of silence, I heard the footsteps outside the door gradually fading away.
How tactless! If Fu Chengyun were here, he would never let me do the work myself!
He didn't look at the white bag until he heard the footsteps outside the door completely disappear.
He dumped the contents of the paper bag onto the bed. It was a few white boxes. He opened them one by one and saw they were all filled with strawberry-flavored chocolates.
I held the last box in my hand, and the weight was obviously different from the first two.
Ning Che suddenly felt a sense of tension, as if he was back to the time when they were on a secret mission and had encrypted contact with the members of the sect.
Unexpectedly, when he traveled to another world, the person he was secretly in contact with was Fu Chengyun.
My fingers were trembling slightly, and even the few seconds of unpacking felt like an eternity.
I opened the box and found a cell phone inside. When my fingertips touched the phone, the screen lit up and a message popped up.
He clicked on the message interface, ignored the bombardment of new messages, and scrolled the message to the top.
Look down one by one——
Fu Chengyun: Honey, how was your day today?
Fu Chengyun: Does your body still hurt?
Fu Chengyun: Do you miss your husband?
Warm, sweet, sticky... After a break of more than ten minutes, the topic suddenly changed.
Fu Chengyun: That police captain is interested in you!!!
Fu Chengyun: Why did you go out with him? What's so good about him?
Fu Chengyun: Isn’t he younger than me, stronger than me, more skilled than me, can let you play with guns, and he is also a civil servant!
Fu Chengyun: Honey, let me tell you. He's young and impetuous, and he doesn't know how to care for others. He's arrogant and proud, and he doesn't know how to serve others.
Fu Chengyun: Don't be fooled by his appearance. He can beat you, scold you, call you to come and send you away at will, buy you hair ties, wipe your body, and kneel on the ground to give you a blowjob!
Fu Chengyun: Even if he can, his skills are not as good as mine!
Fu Chengyun: You are not allowed to meet him, talk to him, or even go out with him!
Fu Chengyun: Tomorrow I will put a basin of water against the door and pour it all over his face as soon as he opens the door!
Fu Chengyun: Lizi said she wanted to block Fu Linyu, so I let her go and block this guy!
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Messages popped up one after another, each one more mean-spirited and immoral than the last; each one more cruel and ruthless than the last.
The texts all over the screen were arranged together to form Fu Chengyun's anxious and impatient face.
Ning Che started laughing as he watched. Then he started crying again as he laughed.
There were tears in his laughter, and he himself felt it was pretentious.
The more nervous the person on the other side of the screen is, the brighter his smile becomes.
The more anxious the person on the other side of the screen was, the harder he cried.
He was reluctant to turn off the screen, so he poked at the words with his chubby, bandaged fingertips, reading them one by one.
Every word says: I care about you.
Fu Chengyun: Honey, why don't you reply? You should have your phone by now. If you don't reply, I'm going to call.
Ning Che quickly typed a few words.
"I want to cry..."
It is clearly present continuous tense, but he insists on saying it is future tense.
It seems that saying this can save some face.
Perhaps the last time he cried was when he was born. Even though he lived like a lonely ghost in the Demon Sect, he never shed a single tear.
Why has she become more and more fragile since Fu Chengyun came into being?
Ning Che wiped his tears roughly, and the bandage on the back of his hand rubbed his eyes red.
"What a loser!"
It must be that Fu Chengyun's safe zone was too comfortable, and within a month, the iron wall that he spent more than ten years to build was softened.
Yes! It’s all Fu Chengyun’s fault!
The screen flashed. Fu Chengyun said, "Did that bastard policeman bully you? I'm going to find him now!"
Ning Che: It’s not him!
Fu Chengyun:Who?
Ning Che: You!
There was silence on the screen for a few seconds. Fu Chengyun said: Did my bad attitude make you uncomfortable?
Fu Chengyun: I'm sorry, baby.
Fu Chengyun: I am a little jealous.
Fu Chengyun: If you want to play with guns, go ahead. Go three times a day! Play with every gun! My husband will sponsor a training room for them!
New messages kept flashing on the screen.
Ning Che turned off his phone.
His moods changed so much, up and down so much that he was a little scared.
Sentimentality will affect his judgment. It is a turbulent time. We are in the open and the enemy is in the dark, so it is better to be cautious.
He turned on the screen again, without reading the message, he just replied with two words: Good night.
The message stopped and there was silence on the other end for a moment.
Fu Chengyun: Good night, baby, have a sweet dream.
Ning Che collapsed onto the bed and sighed helplessly. Even at home, without Fu Chengyun by his side, he found it difficult to fall asleep. Not to mention being alone in this damn prison.
It looked like today was destined to be a sleepless night. Bored, he unwrapped a piece of chocolate. It was a rich, white chocolate, coated in strawberry jam.
He took a bite, found it tasteless, and threw it aside.
Fu Chengyun: Good night means I miss you so much.
Ning Che was stunned.
Someone misses me!
Fu Chengyun misses me!
Great! Fu Chengyun is so great!
My sight seemed to be drawn to the screen by a magnet, and before my eyes appeared Fu Chengyun's gentle and soft mouth, bony fingers and eyes as bright as the sun.
At this moment, the bed is soft, the chocolate is sweet, the room is warm, and even the pillow in my arms is fragrant.
Ning Che buried his head in the goose down pillow, and the lingering cedar scent on the silk pillowcase penetrated into his lungs.
He was like a drop of honey falling into a honey pot, causing ripples on the calm lake, and his ears were filled with the sound of that person calling his name.
Clear...
Baby...
Little vixen...
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