92. 92 Don't be afraid, for there is me
Yin Mingyang pressed his hand to the position of his heart, obviously feeling that it was dripping blood under his hand.
What's wrong with me, with such a serious injury, born and died for a girl who has seen two sides, and cooperates with the most unsightly person.
Knowing that she might be dead, I still feel so uncomfortable.
Why is that?
Isn't she just a girl who is a little confused, a little second, and not gentle at all?
The lifeguards and search and rescue personnel searched for a long time in the sea, but only found one person, he was still alive, but the injuries were very serious, not Feng Yutian.
Feng Jing Lihua's heart can't let go,
She knew that this person was Mo Yunzhan, An Yirou's former fiancΓ©.
With the mentality that An Yirou is a fairy liar phoenix girl, Feng Jing Lihua felt that Mo Yunzhan was a victim.
A special plane was immediately dispatched to take him to the hospital for emergency treatment.
In time for the rescue, Mo Yunzhan walked around the ghost gate and slipped back.
However, An Yisoft sealed the sky, the wind and waves were very strong, and the search was difficult, but there was no news at all.
When An Yirou jumped down, she was choked on a few mouthfuls of seawater, and her breathing was short for a while. She struggled to move towards the place where Feng Yutian had sunk, her eyes couldn't be opened, and the feeling of suffocation came from all directions.
Suddenly a loud sound sounded, and something seemed to fall around her, and she was pushed far away by the waves, sinking deeper and deeper.
She thought to herself, "It seems that she can't die by Feng Yutian's side." β
I feel very lost.
Holding on to this loss, she was ready to die.
But out of nowhere, a hand reached out to stop her from sinking.
A force pulled her out of the water.
An Yirou was like grasping a life-saving straw, holding that arm, coughing violently and inhaling hard, the suffocation just now almost made her lungs explode.
But she was glad that the owner of the hand was the object of her martyrdom.
She didn't die, he didn't die, and they met again.
Although at the moment it is very indecent to hold a plank.
She shook the water from her hair, presumably to his side.
Feng Yutian shook off her hand in disgust and touched her face.
An Yirou giggled, but Feng Yutian didn't look at her.
There was a lot of wind and waves on the water, and the planks rolled all the way with the waves, and the two of them drank a few sips of seawater from time to time.
An Yirou deliberately frowned after drinking a few sips of seawater and said, "It's really unpleasant." β
Feng Yutian regarded her as non-existent.
An Yirou also pouted: "Didn't you say you can't swim?" How did not die. β
"......" Feng Yutian ignored her.
"Liars. You haven't said a word of truth to me from the beginning until now. β
"......" Feng Yutian always ignored her.
The wind and waves came again, and a huge wave tossed over the plank, and the two men fell into the sea together.
An Yirou exclaimed, and hugged Feng Yutian like a fish.
"Stupid, you're going to strangle me." Young Master Feng finally spoke, and his mouth was full of firepower.
An Yirou snorted proudly: "Xiaoxiang, think I'm a bully?" Strangled you, strangled you, drowned me, we were just going to die together. β
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The wind and waves are getting bigger and bigger, and even if the water is good, there is no absolute hope of life for a person in the big wind and waves.
A wave swept the two inside.
An Yirou was swirling by the waves, and it was difficult to breathe, she thought that she must be a drag from Feng Yutian, so it was better to let him go by himself, maybe there was a way out.
As soon as he let go of his hand, he was held tightly by Feng Yutian, and his voice came through the sea: "Hold on to me, don't let go." If the wind and waves break us up, we must find a way to go to a high place, stand on a high place, so that the other party can see from a distance. β
An Yirou nodded, and suddenly felt that her heart was hot, and the salty corners of her mouth didn't know if it was seawater or tears.
The storm has finally passed.
An Yirou has been groggy for a long time.
I don't know when, Feng Yutian found another plank. When she was awake, the two of them hugged the plank again.
An Yirou built a pergola with her hands and looked around, all of them were the vast sea water.
Her eyes were dizzy, and she asked Feng Yutian: "We can't keep drifting, right?" If we encounter any sharks, we're dead. β
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"I've heard that the sun burns people at sea, but luckily there is no sun today."
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An Yirou looked at his side face speechlessly, pouted depressedly, and asked, "Why don't you speak again, where did I offend you." β
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Depend on. Without saying a word, he was about to evolve into Yin Mingyang.
An Yirou was annoyed: "Don't look very hurt." I am the most innocent one, and you all know everything, but you deliberately deceive me. Especially you, who came to me with a purpose in the first place, and made it look like you met by chance. He lied to me that the car ran out of gas. Tell me about the son of the sea. Deliberately see if I'm a joke or not. What if you save me? Can you play me like a monkey? Girl, I care that you are an adult, and I don't care about you stingy ghosts, and if I care about it, girl, I won't talk to you for the rest of my life. Believe it or not? β
"......" He still didn't speak, and it seemed that he didn't believe it.
An Yirou's anger came out, but the people didn't answer, it was like a punch on cotton.
An Yirou was even more annoyed, but no matter how An Yirou coerced and tempted, Feng Yutian always kept silent, with a handsome coffin face and indescribable loyalty.
Soon An Yirou became thirsty.
The clouds break and the sun rises.
The weather was fine, the sun was shining hot, An Yirou was soon sunburned, her throat was hoarse, her chapped lips were pursed, and she couldn't stop coughing.
An Yirou stopped chattering, looking at the sky wilted, dizzy.
Suddenly, I heard a voice: "Don't sleep, if you fall asleep, you won't wake up for the rest of your life." β
Well? Whose voice is this, confused, An Yirou opened his eyes to see, it turned out to be Young Master Feng, who had always been loyal and unyielding, talking. He turned his head to look at her, and from such a close distance, he could see her embarrassed reflection in his bright eyes.
He looked at her coldly, making her feel cold all over.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm looking to see if your tongue is tanned."
"......" NND, there is no black belly in the black.
An Yirou turned her head away from him.
But when you turn your head, there is a big sun. Her face hurt and hurt when she was sunburned.
Look down, there is sea water below, and if you accidentally choke on the water, how uncomfortable it will be.
I had to look up at him, looking at him as if he were at home.
Feng Yutian thought she was very funny and said, "We don't have fresh water, we have to talk less and keep it hydrated." β
"Then you still speak."
"I do."
So, the puffed An Yirou maintained her anger until the sun went down.
Luckily, when it was dark, they came across a small island after a day of wandering.
An Yirou fell weakly on the beach, her hands and feet were swollen, and her face was a little peeling and itchy from the sun.
An Yirou fell asleep for a while, and suddenly felt something wet and cool dripping on her lips, and she felt as if it was water. Suck a few times hard.
Immediately I felt a stream of liquid flowing into my mouth, and my dry throat was much more comfortable.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Yutian holding a black thing.
She asked, "What's that?" β
"Mud."
"What?" An Yirou sat up in surprise, it turned out that he filtered out the fresh water in the mud and gave it to her, which was really smart.
Still, what did he filter with.
Curious, she leaned into his hand to take a look. But he quickly threw the mass into the sea, and then went to the sea to wash his hands.
An Yirou pursed her lips, not letting her see it, she didn't want to see it yet.
When I got up and went to wash my hands, I found that my left and right feet were not the same. I looked down and found that a stocking was missing.
Could it be that he used her stockings to filter the mud.
"Whew." An Yirou's stomach turned over for a while, and she vomited for a long time and vomited everything.
Feng Yutian didn't know when he would return to her, and when he saw this, he patted her on the back and said, "You should be glad that you wore socks today, otherwise you would have to use mine." β
"......" vomited, and An Yirou retched even more.
An Yirou didn't speak for a long time.
Lying on the beach again, resting, when she was dazed, she felt someone gently pat her face.
In this deserted place, who else will pay attention to her, it must be the stuffy and obsessed Young Master Feng.
After sleeping for a while, she was a little refreshed, but she deliberately pretended to be unconscious, and Feng Yutian said with a smile: "Oh, is it dangerous, I want to rescue it." β
His hand reached under her armpit, tickling.
An Yirou was most afraid of itching, giggling and rolling to bring Feng Yutian down, he was pressing on her.
He was so heavy that it pressed on her, making it a little difficult for her to breathe.
The hot breath overlapped, and it was impossible to tell whose it was.
An Yirou gasped and looked at his starry eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's better to rescue him with artificial respiration." β
Feng Yutian kissed her on the lips, densely and carefully, little by little, as if he wanted to eat her into his stomach.
An responded to him with a gentle voice.
But although she knew that no one could come, An Yirou was still shy.
She dodged his hot lips.
"Seal the sky." She cautiously called his name, for fear that someone would hear her.
"Hmm." He responded, concentrating on his own business.
"Will anyone see it?" She took his troubled hand.
"No, it won't." He replied vaguely, sealing her lips.
Retract your hand and nimbly swirl around her sensitive spots. It made her tremble.
Maybe it's never been so exciting.
An Yirou's whole body is very sensitive, and his every movement can stir up her raging flames.
She snorted: "I'm afraid." β
"There's me." He said.
I've done it many times, but this time it feels different, new and exciting, full of curiosity, desire, and hope
She began to caress his body,