Yuan Yingjun was devastated when he saw Si Yi kissing Yun Jian's soft lips that he had imagined countless times but had never had the chance to touch, right in front of him. No matter how chagrined he felt, however, he dared not even move.
Si Yi was too mysterious and Yun Jian was too terrifying.
The bullet that Yun Jian shot had gone right past his head just now. Yuan Yingjun thought that he was just one step away from death. In fact, it was really just one step and he would be dead!
Death—Yuan Yingjun was a normal person, of course he was scared of dying.
Moreover, he was still young and at the best time of his life. How could he die just like this?
Therefore, he lay limp on the floor now without moving a muscle. He was terrified that Yun Jian would shoot him again if he did move.
Consequently, he watched as Si Yi held Yun Jian's delicate face and kissed her deeply, nettled but not daring to say a word.
