The sweetheart is inexplicable, and she doesn't understand where He Jiaming's evil fire comes from-

He Jialuo was even more strange, he was already sleepy, his brother in front of him braked suddenly, he didn't react, and directly hit the back butt of the car in front, which scared him to wake up immediately.

"I'll go ......" The glasses girl covered her forehead and glanced at the front angrily, what the hell are you doing, so that before you reach the disaster area, you will become a disaster victim first, okay!

"It's none of my business. He Jialuo hurriedly cleared himself, and he honked the horn twice.

Sweetheart looked at the angry He Jiaming speechlessly in the passenger seat: "I didn't say I wouldn't go with you, if you think it's appropriate, of course it's okay to go, I just want to tell you my identity, I don't mean to show off to you." If those people are reliable, why should I come to you?"

He Jiaming looked at her coldly: "You mean that I can be regarded as a very reliable person by your side?"

"Of course. Sweetheart nodded, "I know it's always right to find you when it's difficult." ”

He Jiaming silently turned his head - he was a little happy, but he didn't want to express this happiness at all.

"So please don't do this again, what if we have an accident on the road. "Sweetheart is bitter.

"Cut. He Jiaming restarted the car.

Sweetheart really can't take this guy anymore, if she can, she can't wait to beg God not to let this guy like herself, he is too persistent, and he is good to himself, she really wants to be a brother and sister with him seriously, but the situation of the two of them is ...... Is it really possible?

God, please give Brother Jiaming a reliable sister paper! Please let him forget himself!

Halfway through the car, He Jiaming was so sleepy that even his sweetheart could visually see how careless he was driving, so they temporarily opened two rooms, and all four of them slept to ensure safe driving.

When will this get to Pingliu City...... The glasses girl is worried, but the sweetheart is calm, anyway, she can already go, and it will be a matter of time before she sees it, so what else do you have to worry about?

In this way, the four of them walked and slept and slept, He Dashao ate and lived like a self-driving tour, and at about eleven o'clock the next night, they entered the suburbs of Pingliu City.

They spent this road in shock, Pingliu City has been raining because of the earthquake, they were almost hit by falling rocks on the top of the mountain, and encountered a big traffic jam, several people are worse than dead.

The deeper you go into the epicenter, the more you can appreciate the ruthlessness of nature, with collapsed houses, occasional aftershocks and crying victims all telling of the terrible nightmares that have been experienced here.

Several people walked solemnly, and when they arrived at the place where the car couldn't drive, He Jiaming asked his younger brother and glasses sister to wait here, and he accompanied his sweetheart to find Qinglang.

There are medical teams and humanitarian rescue organizations from various countries near the epicenter, which makes the already chaotic scene even more crowded, and there are people from all over the world wearing rescue doctors carrying stretchers everywhere and saying let one let one let go, He Jiaming saw that it was obviously useless to find this, so he directly stopped a person and asked where the rescue team of the Beiting Special Forces was.

"In the west!" the man gestured with his hand, then looked the two up and down, "You're reporters?"

"No, we're a civilian relief agency. He Jiaming sloppy.

"Hmm. The man said vaguely, "I thought it was a reporter, but the current reporter is really dead, there was just an accident over there, and someone came to interview, don't die!"