The fall didn't last long, and the impact of the fall on the surface of the water reacted on Meng Zheng's back, and the pain made her choke and quickly sober up in her misty senses. Dragging Bai Suhe, who was still unconscious, Meng Zheng tilted his head to look around, and it was a narrow and towering closed burial chamber, and the exposed walls were also paved with bluestone slabs. The only difference from the larger tomb they were in before was that the laying process of this tomb was obviously much rougher, the stone slabs on the wall were still smooth and flat after being washed by the water, but the gaps between the stone slabs were no longer so neat and narrow, and even a few bluestone slabs were about to break the corners when they were laid, and the defective parts were completely flattened with a blue-gray stone mud as a substitute for the bluestone slabs.

Taking a few deep breaths, he forced himself to suppress the hesitation and chaotic heartbeat of being in an unknown position, and dragged Bai Suhe to swim close to the wall.

Bai Suhe drank a lot of water in the waterway, Meng Zheng did not learn first aid measures, and the current situation obviously did not allow her to put Bai Suhe flat, she could only try to press Bai Suhe against the wall, push Bai Suhe's chest above the surface of the water, and reluctantly follow the rescue method seen from the TV, using her hands to squeeze Bai Suhe's chest indiscriminately, hoping to press out the water accumulated in Bai Suhe's chest.

The idea is very happy, and the reality is very skinny. In fact, Bai Suhe is not a gecko person, it is impossible to cling to the wall, and her weak body keeps sliding down, so that Meng Zheng must constantly hold up her body, and there is no way to free up her hands to do first aid.

Maybe Bai Suhe's life should not be extinguished, when Meng Zheng pushed Bai Suhe's body again, his palm inadvertently touched a small gap in the wall under the water. The gap is so small that it can fit three fingers, Meng Zheng thought about taking off the boots on his feet, poking his toes into the narrow holes, and then resting Bai Suhe on his legs, finally able to stabilize Bai Suhe's body a little to rescue.

At this moment, the posture of the two became very ambiguous, as if Meng Zheng held Bai Suhe firmly in his arms, and his two hands were squeezing and rubbing Bai Suhe's soft and towering breasts. Meng Zheng was in a hurry to save people, so naturally she didn't find that the two of them were too close, and when Bai Suhe's closed eyes could open was the first thing she needed to pay attention to. The constant squeezing didn't quite work, Meng Zheng remembered the action on TV, and suddenly put his lips on Bai Suhe's thin lips again, and kept blowing inward and sucking, just hoping that Bai Suhe could be quickly woken up by using it up and down.

I don't know if Meng Zheng's messy first aid finally got up and worked, or if Bai Suhe was really unbearable Meng Zheng's random tossing, Meng Zheng only felt that the body close to his body trembled violently, and a stream of water immediately gushed out from the position where the two were connected.

Meng Zheng was stunned, and hurriedly stepped up the pressing on his hand and the sucking action on his mouth.

Bai Suhe was not fully awake, his eyes were half-open in a daze, and as far as he could see, there was a shadow of nothingness, which formed the outline of a human face. The only thing she could feel was the soft palm pressed against her chest, the warmth that kept covering her mouth, and the fiery object that reached deep into her lips and teeth.

Even if Baek So-ha wasn't interested in having a boyfriend, she quickly understood what it meant for the two parts to be too intimate.

Surprise quickly took over the newly sober mind, and then in place of surprise was unspeakable anger. Bai Suhe concentrated all the strength she could gather into her hands, struggling to resist the person who was pressing on her body, but her weakness seemed to others to refuse and welcome.

This bystander includes Meng Zheng.

The surprise that had just detected Bai Suhe's wakefulness in his mind was shrouded by the sudden and inexplicable desire to conquer. Bai Suhe began to stir his extrapolated tongue like a good delicacy, luring Meng Zheng to wind wildly with all his might. In a trance, Meng Zheng's pupils were covered with a layer of deep *, and Bai Suhe's face in front of him seemed to coincide with another similar face for a moment, and in the depths of memory, there was once such a person, who unloaded the cold toughness in front of her in front of her, like a cat, only in front of the person she trusted, revealing her soft belly, revealing a rare weakness, tempting others to pick.

The hand that refused no longer pushed outward, but instead clinged to Meng Zheng's delicate and soft neck, but in the next moment, it was stuck on Meng Zheng's throat, mercilessly.

The tightness and suffocation in the throat made Meng Zheng's flying consciousness return to his body, and the confusion and frenzy were suppressed, and Meng Zheng's hands supporting Bai Suhe were released, and he pulled the fingers on his throat instead. Without the support of external forces, Bai Suhe, who had just woken up and was weak, leaned over, and his palm was easily pulled away by the zither. Bai Suhe struggled in the water, but tried to lean back and keep a distance from Meng Zheng, his face was as cold as ice: "What are you doing?!" ”

"I ...... I ......" The trance of that moment has passed, and Meng Zheng has changed back into the simple and weak mountain girl. With his big innocent black eyes, Meng Zheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't explain the impulse and mania just now.

Even in a trance, she could still recall what she had just felt.

Desperate, thirsty, hoping to rub the person in front of him deeply into the body, the two are completely integrated, never let go, never separate!

A rare goodbye, she no longer wants to bear the heart-rending heartache and the loneliness engraved into her bones.

That kind of emotion is strong enough to completely submerge and destroy people, and swallow up all reason.

Meng Zheng didn't know where this feeling came from, but occasionally in a dream, he would wake up with a vivid heartache because of a hazy shadow, leaving a water stain that soaked half of the pillow.

The object of heartache in the dream has never been stingy to show its true face, and the only voice that can be heard clearly is the cold and melodious gentle and lingering repeated call: "Qingqing." ”

"Get out!"

The voice is also cold, but the words are no longer lingering, Bai Suhe can only barely pedal the water, so that his mouth and nose continue to rise and fall on the water surface, and the anger and hatred on his face are not concealed at all.

"I ...... I'm not...... I...... You pull me first......"

A neat word instantly formed a sharp knife into Meng Zheng's heart. It's not the first time that Meng Zheng has been coldly spoken by Bai Suhe, but this time it was extremely uncomfortable. The nasal cavity is sour, and there is fog in the eyes, but these are all temporarily forgotten when they see Bai Suhe's almost topless figure, Meng Zheng bit his lip and shook his hands, but he resolutely pounced, and once again dragged Bai Suhe's body out of the water, imitating the posture just now, and hugged Bai Suhe tightly in his arms.

Perhaps when the craftsmen built this secret room, the supervision was no longer so strict, or perhaps after thousands of years of erosion by water and air, the bluestone slabs were still hard and firm, but the limestone mud that filled the corners and cracks began to soften and peel off. Previously, when he was struggling to cling to it, Meng Zheng had used his fingernails and fingers to dig a small hole in the side of the stone slab, at the cost of his torgus cracked nails and bloody fingers. The numbness caused by the excessive pain in the fingers began to regain consciousness after soaking in ice water, and the pain brought by sticking her fingers into the hole again brought the pain of penetrating the heart, and Meng Zheng was never a person with extraordinary willpower, and she definitely did not want to suffer this pain again unless it was necessary.

But she had no choice, she couldn't hold herself firmly to the wall with just the two toes of one foot, she might be able to float on the surface of the water for a while with good water and a healthy body foundation, but Bai Suhe's condition did not allow her to continue to soak in the cold ice water. Meng Zheng can only fix himself on the wall in order to push Bai Suhe out of the water as much as possible, although the water surface may not be much better than the water, this is already the limit of what Meng Zheng can do at present.

The bright red liquid slid from the tilted fingertips to the palms of the hands, and then trembled slightly, sliding into the water, fainting a faint light red. Meng Zheng burst into tears of pain, desperately pushed Bai Suhe's body on his bent legs to stabilize it, and whispered in a mosquito-like voice: "Don't move, you will fall off."

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