Is there anyone you want to see but can’t.

The morning sun climbed up the window frame as usual, and the light shone in through the light green glass. The dust in the air flew in the beam, which had a sense of being like a different world.

Every time he took off his game helmet, Chu Qianbian couldn't help but feel such a faint sense of alienation. The night was still in the misty night and the cool breeze was cool. The next moment he took off his helmet and found himself half lying on the sofa. The morning light contained a faint heat, telling him that it was still midsummer.

Sit up slowly from the sofa, Chu Qianbian did not go to the forum to check some doubts in the game as before. Instead, he opened the layered dark lattice of the sofa, fumbled for a while, and took out an exquisite and compact pistol. This pistol did not belong to any circulating model on the market. According to the original owner who owned it, "This is my own, and it is unique in the world, and it only belongs to your own weapon, just like the silver revolver of your Qianhuihui."

Thoughts floated uncontrollably, and Chu Qianbian seemed to be standing in front of him, the same midsummer and the same early morning... "This mission is really a bit troublesome."

In the room of a star-rated hotel, Chu Qianbian sat on a chair, carefully studying the letter of the task in his hand, frowned: "The outstanding bounty hunter in the past alliance now has no reason to hunt crowds everywhere. This woman, Shi Niang, has never given me an easy task."

Ajing, who was sitting next to him, kept drinking fragrant tea silently, heard this and looked up and said in surprise: "Is it a very difficult task? Is it rare to see Qianhui like you are so distressed."

Shaking his head, igniting matches to burn the letter, Chu Qianbian stared at A Jing and said angrily: "The difficulty is not the case. I am worried that your burden will go wrong in the task, especially for such a task."

"Except for the task eight months ago, my performance should be able to score a high score."

Ajing put down the teacup, leaned his index finger slightly and held his chin. A little light flashed across his gray silent eyes, and said, "Or, Qianhui, you are beginning to be jealous of my performance, and want to constantly slap my confidence in words and cause me to face you in the future? What a scheming child."

"A's high score?" Chu Qianbian stared at A Jing and said disdainfully: "With your ability, the comprehensive evaluation of each task's performance must be at least a+ to be considered qualified. Is a high score for you and me? Is this a high score? Besides, even if you stand opposite me in the future, it will not be any threatening. You are at an absolute disadvantage when you fight me."

"oh!"

The cold voice suddenly elongated, and a tempting charm suddenly appeared. I looked at Chu Qianbian quietly for a while. Seeing that the boy had no intention of looking up at her from beginning to end, a faint feeling of anger passed by the woman's cold face.

Suddenly, Ajing left the chair, leaned over and half-squatted in front of Chu Qianbian, and his bright blue lips were close at hand. A trace of fragrant tea and the fragrance of bright blue lips sprayed on the boy's face. "Women have always been at an absolute disadvantage in front of men, whether in action or in other aspects, right?"

The woman's face is a little thin, which makes her originally gorgeous face look a little more beautiful. In such a room, there is such a beautiful lady with a cold temperament squatting in front of you, staring at you pitifully. The situation where a lonely man and a widowed woman are living in the same room can really arouse too many reverie, let alone Chu Qianbian is still a boy who is only 17 years old.

The boy immediately felt that the muscles in his lower abdomen began to tighten uncontrollably, and the blood around him quickly began to gather towards his lower body. Chu Qianbian's brows also slowly frowned, and his expression became more and more cold. He hated such things beyond his control. Seeing A Jing's fair and slender hands slowly stroked his legs, Chu Qianbian only wore loose mid-sized pants in the midsummer season. The woman's slippery fingertips rubbed against his slightly rough skin on his legs, telling the boy the fact that the partner in front of him was still a stunning woman.

"Hmph! A Jing."

Chu Qianbian snorted lightly, his tone was a little distorted, but his emotions did not fluctuate at all. He was about to scold him, but A Jing suddenly pulled out his hands, his slender hands trembled slightly, and a silver revolver appeared like a magical spell between his palms, "I give it to you, happy birthday! Qianhui."

Looking at the silver revolver handed over, Chu Qianbian was stunned for a moment and frowned and said, "Instead of paying attention to these things, it is better to think more about how to improve the efficiency of the mission and how to protect himself in the mission." As he said that, he still took the silver revolver over and nodded and said, "Thank you!"

Seeing the boy carefully put away the silver revolver, a rare smile appeared on Ajing's face and said softly: "I know, don't worry!"

"It's good that you know." Chu Qianbian lowered his head, tried hard to dissipate his desires, and said lightly: "This mission goal was once an excellent bounty hunter in our alliance, and he was very familiar with our combat methods. Moreover, that guy was a dwarf, who would disguise himself as a little girl and take advantage of others' relaxation. You must pay attention!"

"Yeah! I'll go wash up first." A Jing stood up, suddenly turned around before entering the bathroom, and smiled: "Today is your birthday. I originally wanted to give you a gift. But, Qianhui, you don't seem to like it very much..."

The bathroom door was gently covered, and then a subtle singing came from inside. Chu Qianbian glanced at it and shook his head helplessly: "Why are you the same virtue as Shi Niang? Or is it that the stunning women look like this?"

Ye... opened his eyes slightly, allowing the darkness in the room to slowly seep into his eyes. His pupils were quickly adjusted, and the dark scenery around him gradually became clear. Chu Qianbian habitually looked around the room and completely dispatched his own perception. This was a necessary preparation activity before he performed the task.

After looking around, Chu Qianbian's eyes fell on A Jing sitting opposite him. In the dark night, she was wearing a wide nightgown. The size of the nightgowns prepared for guests in the hotel were basically the same. Most of them seemed loose for women. The nightgowns provided by this star-rated hotel were undoubtedly more humane. At least from the appearance, the fabric was expensive and the texture was very soft.

But because of this, this nightgown outlined Ajing's perfect figure. The partner's clothes have always been neutral, and he will only dress up deliberately when the task is needed. Chu Qianbian naturally saw Ajing's dress and his charming charm when he attended the dinner, so that every time he saw him, he was always very suspicious whether the towering chest highlighted by that evening dress would be a little moisture. Of course, Chu Qianbian naturally would not ask these words in person in person. Once such a sensitive topic is involved, even the calm and calm woman is likely to go wild. The instructor's rare cautious warning during training in the past was always engraved in his heart.

But now, in this dark room, Chu Qianbian confirmed that his previous suspicion was a big mistake. A Jing's loose nightgown was only knotted casually at her waist. With her head down, the nightgown on her upper body was stretched out by her bulging breasts. Looking at the angle where Chu Qianbian was lying on the sofa, a white and smooth gap appeared faintly. The visual impact of this scene was indeed shocking. Suddenly, Chu Qianbian felt that the desire that had dissipated in the afternoon flowed to her lower body again. At this moment, the boy had an inexplicable desire.

Hopefully, he longs for this indifferent woman to continue the things that were not completed in the afternoon. The cold eyes were mixed with a hint of desire to climb up to A Jing's face. The next moment, the desire in Chu Qianbian's heart disappeared, and a helpless smile appeared on his face, and he mocked: "Although I don't think there is anything wrong with women reading romance novels, but when performing a task, he still holds a romance novel. This is really a very bad habit. During the task, letting his tear glands excrete liquid will affect the accuracy of shooting. You should know this more than me."

In the darkness, A Jing, opposite, was sitting on a rocking chair, wearing a pair of night vision goggles, silently reading a novel. Chu Qianbian even heard tears falling on his tender cheeks and dripping on the paper.

Chu Qianbian never thinks that women are keen on romance novels. What's wrong with soap operas? This is a kind of sustenance for women's beautiful fantasies in their hearts. This is also very similar to men, but the carriers required are somewhat different. When I was trained before becoming a bounty hunter, the topic of women was discussed as an important topic by the cold-faced instructor. The male members of the training were naturally very enthusiastic about it, and Chu Qianbian is no exception. Attracting from the opposite sex is an eternal principle, but shortly after Chu Qianbian's training, I heard that the cold-faced instructor died in a bizarre task, and the one who killed him was the woman who had always recognized him as a very thorough research. Sometimes life is such a painful irony!

Hearing the boy's sarcastic criticism, Ajing took off her night vision goggles, and the light in her eyes moved slightly, and she immediately returned to her usual gray indifference, and said lightly: "Are you awake? Then go now." As she said that, the woman closed the novel and put it in her precious shoulder bag, walked into the bathroom to change it, and when she came out, she was already dressed in a bright and charming manner. When she opened the door, she did not forget to give her charming eyes to the boy, "I'm waiting for you outside!"

"Pretending to behave!"

Chu Qianbian was half lying, shook his head helplessly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath for a few seconds, then bounced straight from the sofa like a cheetah... "Ding Ding..."

The electronic clock on the table was frozen at six o'clock in the morning. The crisp bell rang twice and returned to silence again. The sound of seconds spread in the room. Chu Qianbian woke up from his memories, picked up his phone and dialed a number.
Chapter completed!