Bo Xiaomo knew that he could no longer be a drag on them at this time, and nodded:

"Well, don't worry, Auntie, I'm strong. ”

Saying that, the mental condition is obviously not as good as before.

Lan Xixi rubbed his head and cheered him on.

Soon, Bo Zhan Ye lit a fire.

The backpack lit up little by little, and the firelight illuminated the small half of the hole, warm, warm.

Lan Xixi quickly hugged Xiaomo over, took off his shoes for him, put them next to the fire to roast, and put his little feet closer.

As long as the heart of the foot is warm, it is not easy to catch a cold.

At the same time, she also took off her shoes, and then said, "Xiaomo, look." ”

Following her words, Bo Xiaomo saw two wooden stakes and a flying pigeon reflected on the wall.

It's Lanxixi's hands and feet!

"Wow, it's so fun, I'm going to play too, Auntie taught me. ”

"Well, you put your palms to the left, your thumbs are interlocked, and the other four fingers are like butterfly wings and instigated, and they are reflected on the wall, and you become a flying pigeon. ”

"Oh yes, my hands are flying pigeons!

The crisp sound of brass bells and laughter floated through the hole, hitting the wall and responding, a warm one.

Bo Zhanye looked at Lan Xixi's delicate face and bright eyes, and the light in his deep eyes gradually softened under the firelight.

If other women encounter this kind of thing, they must lean into his arms and cry, worried and afraid, but she, not only does not show fear, but also distracts the child's attention and takes care of the child from beginning to end.

She is a strong and self-reliant, different girl.

He looked up, hoping that someone would find out that there was a fire in it and come to the rescue as soon as possible, not wanting Xiaomo to have anything to do, nor wanting her to have anything to do.

What Bo Zhanye didn't know was that the outside of the cave was already icy and snowy, pitch black, and there was no fire in the heavy cold air at all.

And, a hundred meters around the cave, there is a warning sign - this road is closed, take a detour!

That is, it's cut off!

At the moment in the Imperial City, Bo Xilang private apartment.

"How's it going, how is it going?" Bo Xilang sat on his sofa, watching the dog blood TV series, swaying red wine in his hand, polite and elegant.

The secretary said respectfully: "Young master, don't worry, I sent someone to make a snow cave according to the route of the ninth master, and put warning signs around the hole, no one will find it tonight." After that, it will be explained to the public that it is a risky pit dug by a few young people who have a lot of fun, and no one will doubt it. ”

"That's fine. Bo Xilang took a sip of red wine and said quietly:

"Uncle Nine seems to be cold, but in fact, he has a lot of affection for people who share weal and woe, and if a lonely man and a widow spend a night together, there will inevitably be sparks. As long as Uncle Nine falls in love with her, things will be much easier. ”

The secretary nodded: "The young master doesn't make a move to win, this trick is really good." After the matter of the ninth master and Miss Lan broke out, not to mention the company and Miss Lan, even the ninth master can be a young master. ”

"Huh?" Bo Xilang's eyebrows froze, what can the Ninth Master be his? What is the use of him taking the Ninth Master as a man?

The secretary reacted and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I just want to say that the ninth master is finished this time." ”

Not to mention that cheating in marriage is not acceptable, it is entangled with his wife's sister, this alone is enough to pull off the cliff.

After all, in the Internet age, if you want to destroy a person, moral character is the most advantageous weapon.

"By the way, young master, the ninth master and the little young master won't have an accident, right?" the secretary asked deliberately.

The two of them are both ancestors, and if something happens, it is estimated that they will not be able to escape responsibility.

Bo Xilang stopped shaking his hand and said:

"What do you think? If something happens, it's up to God's will. ”

Yes?

What does this mean......

At risk?

"Young master, you won't do anything behind my back, will you?

But don't, you also know that no matter how good the arrangement is, there are loopholes, they don't have anything to do, once something happens, a person as big as the ninth master is bound to cause a sensation, carry out a thorough investigation, and then ......"

The consequences can be imagined.

Bo Xilang glanced at him and said very calmly: "What are you panicking about, the providence I said is that ninety-nine percent of the time will not happen, if one percent of the chance of an accident will happen, then isn't it the will of heaven?"

I see.

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then I'll be relieved." ”

The other end.

The sky in the mountains is completely dark and silent, and the occasional birdsong passes by, making the night even more mysterious and dangerous.

In the cave, the clothes that could be burned had been burned out, and the child had fallen asleep in Bo Zhanye's arms, and in the air, there were only a few shallow breaths.

Lan Xixi got up, took off the big coat of the thin war night on his body, and covered the child:

"Don't wake him up, I hope he sleeps until tomorrow morning, and someone will surely find us. ”

She has a small voice, a soft tone, and cares about the child all the time.

Bo Zhanye's deep gaze swept over her, and he said in a low voice: "You lean over and sleep for a while." ”

Lan Xixi didn't think much about it.

But in such a cold and freezing place, keeping the body warm is the best and only way to save yourself, and leaning together is conducive to increasing the temperature of Bo Xiaomo.

After thinking about it, she stepped forward and sat down.

When Bo Zhanye approached her, he ignored her restraint, directly pulled her down, hugged Xiaomo to her, and then sat beside her, took her into his arms, and covered them with wide clothes.

For a while, the posture became that she was holding Xiaomo, and he was holding her. Her back was pressed against his chest, without any gaps, and her heart was full of cramps.

However, his coat and coat were taken off, and his body was a little cold, if he left, he would catch a cold alone, or freeze to death, plus he had just been discharged from the hospital, and his body would definitely be unbearable.

Forget it, use it as heating, don't think about it.

Lan Xixi took a deep breath, abandoned the distractions in her heart, and closed her eyes and slew.

The atmosphere is very quiet.

In the middle of the night, the frost on the pants of the thin war night was frozen, and the legs were cold.

He shifted his position and found that his legs were numb, apparently he hadn't moved for too long, and his muscles and nerves were tense.

He glanced at the two sleeping people in his arms, and was worried about waking them up, so he could only reach out and gently rub them, intending to wait for relief before moving.

Where do you know, the action still wakes up Lan Xixi.

"What's the matter, are you uncomfortable in your legs? Did you fall when you fell?" she was concerned and worried, her clean little face was pure and immaculate.

Bo Zhanye looked at her in the hazy night, sometimes he really felt that her feelings for him were not so simple, and he also felt that her eyes were clean and clear and could not see any impurities.

He lifted his thin lips: "It's okay, it's a little numb after too long in one position." ”

Pins and needles?

Lan Xixi said quickly: "It's okay to be numb after squatting for a long time, and it will be relieved after a while, but the cold and freezing day is numb, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be crippled, you hold Xiaomo, and I will press it for you." ”

As she spoke, she got up, handed Xiaomo into his arms, walked to his legs, landed her hands on his legs, and began to rub them.

Her strength is neither light nor heavy, the strength is just right, the technique is occasionally light and occasionally heavy, she is professional, and she feels very comfortable.

The numbness in Bo Zhanye's legs gradually disappeared, and was replaced by the woman's weak and boneless little hands touching the muscles, and the slightest electric current emitted entered the bloodstream, causing the blood to heat up and accelerate the surge.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was dark: "It's okay." ”

"Is it so soon? What about your leg or arm? Is it numb? If you are numb, I'll press it for you by the way. Lan Xixi naturally spoke, for fear that he would be injured or suffer from sequelae.

Bo Zhanye's eyes narrowed: "Didn't I say where I was numb, you just pressed it for me?"