Su Jiudong undressed behind him and made a sparse sound, Wen Yiheng suddenly hated his deafness at this time, and he heard Su Jiudong's little sound behind him clearly.

Wen Yiheng couldn't help but fantasize about what Su Jiudong looked like now, and then raised his hand and patted his head, secretly cursing himself for such an ungentlemanly fantasy behavior.

After taking off his clothes, Su Jiudong sat silently, and in the heavy rain outside the walker's cave, neither of them spoke out loud, and there was a faint embarrassment in the air.

Wen Yiheng didn't dare to look back at Su Jiudong, so he had to force his eyes to wander around the cave, and accidentally found that there were straw and small pieces of firewood piled up at the concave stone.

Wen Yiheng stepped forward and flipped it over, and two flints fell out of the straw pile.

There is straw, there is firewood, there is flint. It seems that there should have been people in this cave before to hide from the rain and spend the night, and these objects should have been left by forest guards or farmers who went into the mountains to collect medicine.

Wen Yiheng picked up two flints and looked at them carefully. He didn't know how to use this kind of thing, and the friction between the two black stones in his hand could only make a sound, but he couldn't get a spark.

Su Jiudong cleaned himself up and turned around to see Wen Yiheng fighting against the flints.

It was the first time Su Jiudong saw such a clumsy Wen Yiheng, and he was slightly surprised to take the flint, and the gesture skillfully sparked. Sparks splashed on the straw pile, igniting a small flame in the field.

Su Jiudong, who was born as a special forces military doctor, has experienced a lot of training in wilderness survival, and the skill of making a fire is just a piece of cake. Su Jiudong turned his head in Wen Yiheng's surprised eyes, took his clothes, and spread them out around the fire to dry.

"Why don't you take off your clothes quickly, you are wearing such a wet dress, and the poison on your body has not been able to be resolved, and you will catch a cold and get sick again."

Su Jiudong took a small wooden strip to set up a small shelf, the clothes were spread out and hung on the crossbar, and below was the burning flames, and the clothes that were originally wet and dripping were scorched by the flames, and gradually showed signs of drying.

"I didn't expect you to know how to do this." Wen Yiheng muttered in a low voice, and in Su Jiudong's staring gaze, he also took off his middle coat, and built a small shelf to bake clothes like Su Jiudong.

"I have more skills, don't be scared when you find out in the future." Su Jiudong's mother-in-law boasted about selling melons, sat down leisurely against the haystack, and took off her little feet that had already taken off her shoes and socks to bake the flames, trying to warm herself up quickly.

Su Jiudong didn't care about exposing his snow-white feet, and Wen Yiheng only glanced at this fragrant scene, as if he was burned by fire, and quickly looked away.

The two fell into a boundless silence again.

The way down the mountain was blocked by a sudden rainstorm, and the two ended up staying in the cave for the night.

Wen Yiheng continued to insist on eating only small portions of dry food cakes, and only drank a small sip of water. Su Jiudong didn't twist either, he nibbled on the cake in a big gulp, only drank a little water in a small sip, and also touched the fire next to the fire.

The night was heavy and the straw was about to be burned out, so Su Jiudong skillfully replaced the remaining small pieces of firewood, and rubbed out the flame stars with flint and steel to burn on the firewood chips, and after a while, the fire in the cave was flourishing.

The blazing fire reflected Su Jiudong's little face. Looking at the past from Wen Yiheng's angle, I can only see her delicate and delicate side face, reflecting her own luminous velvet light in the firelight.

There was obviously only the burning smell of straw and firewood in the cave, but Wen Yiheng seemed to be able to smell the faint aroma of his daughter's house wafting from Su Jiudong's body. Wen Yiheng's handsome face couldn't help but be stained with a suspicious flush.

It's just that there is a reflection of firelight, and even the most suspicious blush has a chance to quibble.

Su Jiudong suddenly stood up and wanted to replace the clothes that had been dried. However, she squatted for too long, her legs were numb and weak, and she almost threw herself into the firewood, but fortunately, Wen Yiheng quickly grabbed her waist and saved the day.

Ying Ying's thin waist is in her hand, and Wen Yiheng's face and arms are hot. Su Jiudong, who was only wearing a thin middle coat, felt Wen Yiheng's strong arms and broad chest so closely, and his face was also flushed.

With the fragrant nephrite in his arms, Wen Yiheng couldn't help but curl his fingers and rubbed it on Su Jiudong's waist. Wen Yiheng, who has always been self-disciplined, and his proud self-control were easily defeated by Su Jiudong's soft waist.

Su Jiudong was touched by Wen Yiheng's unexpectedly, she trembled and jumped out of her mind, she couldn't tell the direction in a daze, and pounced firmly into Wen Yiheng's chest.

The two of them were skin to skin at this time, their body temperatures were mixed with each other, and the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, as if they should have been so close a long time ago.

Su Jiudong was the first to push Wen Yiheng away, pulled his clothes with a red face, sat directly opposite Wen Yiheng, hugged his knees, lowered his head and buried his face in his knees, covering his emotions.

Wen Yiheng looked down at the left hand that had hugged Su Jiudong just now, and couldn't help but make another finger rubbing motion, as if Su Jiudong's body temperature was still stuck at his fingertips.

The two sat opposite each other, baking their clothes, and neither of them said a word.

The night was dark, and the two of them had nothing to say all night and went to sleep. The next morning, they both woke up with hungry stomachs at the same time.

Su Jiudong didn't sleep well last night, there were slight cyan marks under his eyes, and his throat was a little dry and hoarse. 51 beautiful

Wen Yiheng also woke up with a pair of red eyes, and the hair that had been neatly combed earlier was also scattered, the hairpin was tilted, and the bun was crooked on the head, which was very cute.

“…… Chicken nest head. Su Jiudong pointed to the crooked bun on the top of Wen Yiheng's head.

"Aren't you too? Red-eyed rabbits. Not to be outdone, Wen Yiheng fought back.

At the same time, witnessing the moment when the other party first woke up, Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng were stunned at the same time, and then they couldn't help laughing.

The joyful intimacy did not last long before it was interrupted by the incessant heavy rain outside the cave.

The two of them got dressed, ate the last piece of dry food cake, and sat quietly waiting for the heavy rain to stop.

The heavy rain didn't stop, Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng couldn't go out of the mountain, and Liu Yunniang and the two children at home were also worried for a day and a night, but they couldn't go into the mountain to pick up people.

The rain poured down for a full morning, and by the time the clouds really had ceased to rain, it was already noon.

Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng were not yet exhausted, and the two hurried back to the mountainside side side by side along the strips of white cloth that had been hanging when they came.

The entire mountain was thoroughly washed by the heavy rain, and the air was fresh and pleasant after the rain. But Su Jiudong, who was eager to return home, was so warm and constant that he didn't have the leisure to enjoy the scenery after the rain, and hurried down the mountain to go home.

The mountain road was slippery, Su Jiudong's feet were not steady, and he quickly slid down the grassy slope with his crooked body.

"Nine Winters!" Wen Yiheng was just a moment when he turned his head, and Su Jiudong disappeared, disappearing out of thin air like a trick.

At a mistaken moment of Wen Yiheng, Su Jiudong rolled into a deep stream.

Su Jiudong had just fallen into the water and didn't realize the crisis, thinking that it was just a small river, as long as he could stand up. However, Su Jiudong was extremely hungry at this time, his body still didn't have much strength, his arms were sore, and his legs were twitching and couldn't straighten, as if he was cramping out of place.

Su Jiudong, whose legs were stiff, was pushed away by the river water, and the scene around him quickly retreated, and Wen Yiheng, who was anxiously chasing, turned into a small dot and disappeared from sight. Su Jiudong realized that something was wrong at this time, slapped the water surface hard, and shouted "help" loudly.

However, more river water poured into Su Jiudong's mouth, as if an inexplicable force dragged Su Jiudong into the river.

Su Jiudong was pushed forward by the turbulent water, the river water poured into his mouth, Su Jiudong was choked and coughed, and his almost suffocating death was approaching rapidly, and he couldn't make a sound in his throat.

"Help me...... Save...... I ......"

Su Jiudong struggled in vain in the river, and his body involuntarily rolled down the mountain with the current. Anxious and uneasy, she couldn't hear the sound of the water around her, panicked and couldn't tell whether it was the river or tears in her eyes.

The river continued to rush and all joined the waterfall at the edge of the cliff. At the moment when he was about to roll down the broken wound, a strong and powerful arm stretched out and tightly grabbed Su Jiudong, who was falling extremely fast.

Wen Yiheng dragged Su Jiudong's body in his arms, paddling hard in the water with one hand, and finally stayed away from the center of the turbulent river.

Su Jiudong was frightened, she was about to die, she had no strength, her little face was bloodless, and she was stuck in Wen Yiheng's arms, like a rabbit about to die, lifeless.

Wen Yiheng swam to the shore with all his might, and pushed Su Jiu ashore with the strength of the surging river.

Su Jiudong was saved safely, Wen Yiheng suddenly lost the strength of support, and his hands were tightly pressed against the stones on the shore. He had no strength to go ashore, so he could only lean against the stone to breathe.

Su Jiudong walked out of the ghost gate, woke up slowly, remembered that Wen Yiheng was still in the water, and reluctantly supported himself to crawl to the shore, groped for Wen Yiheng's clothes little by little, pulled his belt and dragged it up.

Wen Yiheng had a point where he could borrow his strength, and jumped up with both hands to support the stones on the shore, and the whole person slapped on the ground fiercely, making a muffled sound.

The two of them helped each other, and both escaped from the hands of death and were completely saved.

Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng were lying on the wet shore, looking at each other, and seeing that each other was safe and sound, their hearts had changed to a new realm.

At this time, the place where Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng lay down was close to the mountainside, and the shouts of people gradually came not far away. After listening carefully, it was the names of the two of them, it was Liu Yunniang and a few villagers who got along well on weekdays, who went up the mountain to find the two of them together.

Su Jiudong left a message to Liu Yunniang, saying that he would tie a white cloth strip along the way as a mark, Liu Yunniang and a few people searched along the strip of cloth, and finally found the two on the shore.

Su Jiudong, who was carried on the back of the villagers, was still thinking about the big-leaf goldenrod and grass he picked yesterday.

Wen Yiheng dragged his tired body, searched along the way, and finally returned to the place where Su Jiudong fell into the river, picked up the back basket full of herbs, and then went down the mountain with a few villagers invited by Liu Yunniang.