Undressing? Why?

Yan Murong was stunned by the middle-aged woman's behavior.

If it were a beautiful woman, maybe Yan Murong would find a clean place to sit down and drink tea with melon seeds to enjoy it-what's so nice about an old woman taking off her clothes?

Taking advantage of Yan Murong's stunned moment, the few village women's suits that the woman was wearing outside had all been taken off, and she was wearing a strange black tight-fitting suit, and then, the dagger in her hand came out of her hand and shot at Yan Murong as a dart.

Yan Murong's body quickly dodged, and the dagger slashed through his cheek, bringing a "whoosh" sound of breaking the air, and with a "ding", it hit the mountain behind him.

When Yan Murong turned around again, he saw the woman's body jumping and jumping out of the middle bus to the bottom of the cliff.

"Damn, that's amazing." Yan Murong scolded secretly and ran towards the edge of the cliff.

The woman's body did not fall into the river below the cliff like a free fall, but at the moment of falling, her legs were slightly spread, her arms were opened to the sides, and a few strange wings like bat wings were pulled between her legs and under her arms.

"Yan Murong, you can't hide, the prince won't let you go." The moment the woman jumped, there was an echo in the mountains.

"Prince?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly. "Hey, who's the prince?"

It's a pity that the woman won't answer Yan Murong's question.

"Hey." Yan Murong suddenly thought of something, and looked at the female ** who had turned into a small black dot and shouted. "I won't ask who the prince is, where did you hide my mobile phone?"

"Big brother, is this- is this your phone?" As soon as the words fell, a weak voice came from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the driver who had sacrificed his life and money didn't know when he had woken up, wiping the blood on his face with his sleeve, and walking towards Yan Murong with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Stop." Yan Murong suddenly shouted.

"Big brother, I-I'm the one who gave you the phone, I'm not a bad person." The driver looked at Yan Murong and explained carefully.

"Know you're not a bad person." Yan Murong looked at the driver for a long time, then walked over, took the mobile phone from the driver's hand, and asked. "Did you call the police?"

"Reported." The driver nodded, looked at Yan Murong and said with a grateful face. "Big brother, thank you, I just heard from them, you saved me."

"It's fine." Yan Murong nodded and said. "You wait here for the police to come, I'll go first."

After speaking, without waiting for the driver to speak again, he walked back to the RV, sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and drove along the position left by the minibus rollover.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops and snowflakes kept falling on the car windows, making a burst of "crackling" sounds, but the car was unusually quiet.

Su Qingwu's face turned pale, sat in the co-pilot's seat, tied the seat belt to his body, and his two hands also grabbed the seat belt tightly, because he was too hard, the white finger bones of the hand joints were revealed. Dong Wuyan is okay, he was decisive and brave enough in the emergency just now, but now he feels a little afraid.

Seeing Su Qingwu's face pale and her eyes staring straight out of the window, Yan Murong knew that this woman must have been frightened just now.

She has experienced many kidnappings, large and small, but this is the first time she has encountered this kind of natural disaster, and it is no wonder that she is scared like this. Even Yan Murong was in a cold sweat when he thought about it.

"It's okay, we'll be there in less than half an hour." Yan Murong took out a hand, gently grabbed Su Qingwu's somewhat pale palm that was clenched because he was too hard, and said comfortingly.

"Ahh

Being caught by Yan Murong like this, Su Qingwu suddenly hit a spirit, screamed and shook off Yan Murong's hand, and shrunk into a ball and leaned on the seat, his eyes looked very helpless.

"Hey, it's not going to be such a fuss, is it?" Yan Murong was taken aback by this sudden voice, if it weren't for his good psychological quality, it would really cause a big disaster.

"Right—I'm sorry." Su Qingwu apologized softly, and then, she cried in a whisper.

Yan Murong was speechless.

In this world, there are only three things he is most afraid of - the old man's perversion~ metamorphosis, his father's belt, and the woman crying.

Of course, the most feared thing is that the woman cries, let him comfort a crying woman, he is willing to fight the old man for 300 rounds.

"Let's discuss, can we stop crying first?" Yan Murong said depressedly. Not to mention the result, it was okay, this time, Su Qingwu cried even more as if she remembered something sad.

"Don't cry, isn't it okay, when you get to the place, just get some sleep." Yan Murong patiently comforted.

"You said something, aren't you scared?"

"Ah, you--if you cry again, I'll leave you here to feed the wolves."

In the end, Yan Murong really had no choice but to say such a threatening word, trying to stop Su Qingwu's tears.

Sure enough, hearing Yan Murong's words, Su Qingwu really didn't cry anymore, let go of the hand that grabbed the seat belt, wiped a handful of tears regardless of the image, and then raised his head, looking at Yan Murong with teary eyes, that expression made Yan Murong suddenly feel a pain in his heart.

Who says only women are sensual animals? Men sometimes do the same - for example, now.

Seeing Su Qingwu's teary-eyed and pitiful appearance, Yan Murong's tone softened, reached out to hold Su Qingwu's hand, and said like a child. "Good, don't cry, it's not beautiful to cry anymore."

"Pss

Suddenly, Su Qingwu laughed amusedly, glanced at Yan Murong with a look of disgust, and said softly. "Are you coaxing a child?"

"Well, coax the child." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I read a book that says this - every woman is a child who needs to be loved with her heart, and when they are strong, you must constantly encourage them to be stronger; When they are vulnerable, you treat them like babies. ”

"Who said that?" Su Qingwu asked curiously, his palm turned back, and he grabbed Yan Murong's hand tightly.

"I forgot, but I think it makes sense." Yan Murong said.

"Well, that makes sense." Su Qingwu nodded in agreement, then raised her head, looked at Yan Murong seriously with a pretty face full of tears, and asked. "Will you coax me forever?"

“――”

Surprisingly, Yan Murong's old face turned red all of a sudden, and he didn't know how to answer Su Qingwu's question.

Damn, I was crying to death just now, why did I suddenly ask such a straightforward question, and my little hearts were pounding.