endured the overturning of the river and the sea in his stomach all the way, and Kang Lele was so uncomfortable that his face was red and green. It took a lot of effort to get back to the camp by the sea. As soon as he arrived, he rushed down and fell on the beach chair, unable to get up again, and was half dizzy and half asleep.

When I woke up, it was just nightfall. A faint crescent moon was already faintly visible in the sky. Under the rich twilight, the sea is simmering, and in the air where the smoke is dissolving, there is a faint smell of fireworks when burning. A leisurely breath came to his face, but then he felt the war in his stomach rekindle, and before he could feel another layer of fine sweat on his forehead. Just as he was tightening his brow because of discomfort, suddenly a pair of soft little hands brushed his forehead lightly and lightly, dissolving his eyebrows.

When I opened my eyes, it turned out to be the heart of the sea.

'Are you awake!' she gestured. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed a hint of joy, as if he was quite happy to see him wake up. 'You've been asleep for over an hour, and you still don't feel well?'

The palm that brushed his forehead was only a little warm, but it made him feel a warmth that penetrated his heart. Obviously, the stomach was still burning just now, but this little bit of temperature made him feel like he was healed without medicine. I don't know what's wrong today, this mood is hot and cold, like riding a roller coaster, especially when facing her, completely uncontrollable and unpredictable.

The second quarter moon shone half-brightly from behind her, shining her eyebrows and eyes, and the sea breeze blew slowly, stirring her hair and dancing lightly. There was not a single sound. He reached out and let her strands run through his fingers, the ends of which were tightly wrapped around his fingertips. There was no sound at all.

He is a deaf man. Nothing in the world could stir up a ripple in his heart. But on this day, he was like being on a noisy battlefield with golden iron horses, and he was not at peace for a moment. Until this moment. When her clear eyes looked at him, with a hint of joy and expectation, like a sip of clear water handed to her parched lips. At this moment, calm came unexpectedly.

However, when he lifted her hair and saw the half of her cheek that had been wiped red by the volleyball, the long-lost peace disappeared in an instant.

This is what she asked for herself to stand up for Qu Lan.

The moment he saw it, he remembered the mantis arm race in the afternoon, and the scene in the morning when she immediately threw herself into Qu Lan's arms as soon as she came back to life after the catastrophe. Suddenly, the warmth in his eyes collapsed, and was replaced by an explosive anger. Withdrawing his hand and turning into a sharpening knife in minutes, Huo Huo gestured at her with the machete of the cow and sheep (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅): 'Don't you!' Don't !!you think you should say something to him?!'

Hearing this, Haixin was a little stunned at first, but then he understood. He said, 'Yes, yes, I've always wanted to say this ♋ ♋ to you!'

'Is it!' Seeing that Haixin didn't kneel for a second, his attitude was okay, Kang Lele's dark face softened slightly. Quietly straightened his sitting posture and declared with his body language