The guard finally understood and ran to find someone to find a stretcher.

He Ningyan slowly propped up his body, was silent for a while, put his hand on Donald's shoulder, and whispered, "Thank you!"

From an outsider's point of view, Donald wanted to kill her, and the two of them fought to the death in order to survive each other.

But He Ningyan knew that there was no way, in order to survive, he had to fight, no matter who the other party was. In fact, neither side really made a ruthless move, otherwise she just hit her knee, as long as she exerted enough strength, Donald would definitely not come back to her senses so quickly.

And Donald really doesn't care about the old feelings at all, so there is no need for so much nonsense just now.

Especially standing at the iron railing, the words to Abbas, which sound like justification, can actually touch the deepest desires of men. As long as this man really has this idea or has this idea temporarily, he may be able to save her life by relying on this.

For smart people, there is no need to say a lot of things, they know it... Donald smiled, stretched out his hand, and gently squeezed He Ningyan's hand on his shoulder...

When the guards came in with people and stretchers, Donald immediately let go of his hand. The two of them sat side by side like this, not saying a word, not looking at each other.

I had fought to the death just now, and of course I sat like an enemy.

"Miss Ho. The guards were jealous of Donald, and the lord didn't just have a face: "It's better for you to come out on your own." ”

"No!" Donald stood up and walked to the far corner of the cage.

This distance should be safe, Donald watched He Ningyan being carried away.

He Ningyan was lying on the stretcher, and his mind turned... Donald's beautiful man plan is used very well, and the way out for her is a beauty plan.

It had already been made clear to Abbas and did not touch her. It's not that I don't want to, it's very much. This trick moved Abbas's mind, but it also left her with a problem.

She doesn't have Helen's character, don't look at Helen stupidly, it seems that her parents only left beauty and gave all their IQ to Abbas. Helen's character is very good in this era, just with a face and a tall and bumpy figure, it is enough to save her life.

And Helen can immediately follow the person who killed her man, she can't do it, no matter how handsome she is.

So Helen is definitely better than her in this point!

Why can Helen go to protect Donald this time? It's not that I like Donald yet, and I may never meet a man as good as Donald in the future.

Now straighten things out ... Donald just wanted to save her life, and as for the rest, it was up to her to do the rest. There is only a sigh for this!

In comparison, Donald is really good, although he is not a good person, and the wound on her calf bursts and hurts terribly. Why did these two men always get over the injury to her leg? It's just that Abbas was more cruel to her.

When the elevator arrived, it was not carried upstairs. Because it was daylight, the sun outside was hot, and as long as the room was exposed to the surface, it was as hot as a sauna. Really threw her into this kind of room, it was intended to kill her.

He was carried downstairs, where the original leader rested.

Now that it was empty, all the leaders who were not dead should have fled, and their women and children were naturally locked up first.

Placing her directly on the floor that Donald had used, everyone left.

In order to save electricity, only one light is turned on here. The rest of the place is dim, and you can't see the wall, so it feels bigger. When a person enjoys such a large space, it is not that he is not used to it, but that he feels lost and afraid.

I haven't been afraid of anything for a long time, I'm not afraid of death, what else can I be afraid of? But when a person is alone, that innate fear of death, the fear of harm, will come. Everyone knows that death is a big deal, but when they wait for death or injury, they will be afraid.

He Ningyan simply closed his eyes and went to sleep, first recuperating his spirits.

In a daze, the maid came over: "Miss He, please dine." ”

Hehe, he actually serves rice. I don't know what Abbas thinks, but at least I don't want her to starve to death. Or that after you are full, you can hold on for a while longer.

The bread is gone, only the potatoes. Boiled potatoes, plus a bowl of cereal.

After eating, He Ningyan wiped his mouth, lay down and continued to sleep. There is basically nothing to do during the day, and even those Donald's cronies outside will not run over to attack the city at the risk of being roasted to death by the heat. So sleep as much as you can and do more at night.

When I was still asleep, I heard Abbas's cold voice: "You woman is really heartless, and you can still sleep in this situation." ”

He Ningyan opened his eyes and saw that Abbas was already sitting beside him. She rubbed her fingers into her eyes and yawned, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Could it be like Helen, crying and fussing, looking for death and life?

"Have you slept enough?" Abbas asked.

She asked rhetorically, "Is there something wrong?"

Can't you come to her if you have something to do? This makes people smile bitterly, and their hearts are too big, after they were almost stabbed to death with a knife, the situation is undecided, and they can still sleep soundly.

Abbas pulled her arm, but gently.

He Ningyan was a little disgusted, endured it for a while, couldn't help it, and pulled his hand back: "Have you touched enough?

Abbas sat sideways and looked at her: "It's not that he's not dead yet!"

Hearing this, he was angry, He Ningyan looked at him with a slight frown: "What the hell is it for, you hate me so much?

Abbas suddenly rolled over, pressed up, and jumped on the ground with his arms, looking at her condescendingly. Fingers lightly touched her forehead, her face.

Looking at the neurotic Abbas, the softness of the fingers, the deep eyes, the calm demeanor hidden ... He Ningyan suddenly understood something, and then smiled bitterly unconfidently: "No, it won't... ”

If it's true, it's terrifying.

The corners of Abbas's mouth hung slightly, and he tilted his head slightly with nervousness: "Sure enough, you understand... ”

"No, I don't understand!" she flatly denied, and some things had to be confirmed after pretending to be confused.

"You understand, you're really, really smart. Abbas slowly lowered his head, aiming for her lips.

really couldn't accept this neurosis, He Ningyan could only tilt his head in disgust and avoid Abbas's kiss.

Abbas was heard greedily sniffing the scent of her hair, whispering in her ear, panting and whispering, as if she had drunk wine...

"Love is selfish, selfish to the point of driving people mad ... I warned you before not to fall in love with Donald, it seems that I am too careful... You woman, you really don't love anyone... It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't love it, I love you... ”