Feng Ziyi suddenly realized his mistake, his heart was clenched, his eyes as deep as the sea were full of uneasiness and irritability, he couldn't help but look at Mi Yiqing, and the stunned expression once again made his heart clench.

Feng Ziyi's body suddenly froze there.

The man in white sneered, he was carrying a stick in his hand, looking at Feng Ziyi, who was gradually in a weak position, he waved his hand, and the hooligans quickly outflanked him, smiling fiercely, pressing step by step.

Feng Ziyi hugged Mi Yiqing tightly, gritted her teeth, and whispered in her ear: "Yiqing, I'll explain when I go back, listen to me now, close your eyes, and hug me tightly." ”

Mi Yiqing looked in a trance, she shook her head in disbelief, but big tears flowed down.

Feng Ziyi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand distressedly, Mi Yiqing's expression was detached, and she turned her head away from his hand.

Feng Ziyi's heart was twisted together in distress, he clenched his fists fiercely, and looked at the man in white who was pressing step by step and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, Feng Ziyi's laughter sounded very terrifying and desperate, and the deep voice spread far away in the empty valley, shaking everyone's hearts.

Mi Yiqing shuddered, she suddenly realized how ridiculous it was to care about these things now, a man who didn't even care about his own life, was it necessary to care about some indifferent things? Perhaps, the wind really has a last resort.

As soon as her heart softened, she quietly reached over, grabbed Feng Ziyi's big hand, and leaned her small body tightly towards him.

Feng Ziyi's body shook, and then there was a burst of ecstasy, the desperate heart just now suddenly became clear, and the bright sunlight was flooding brightly in his heart, and the big stone that had been pressed in his heart for many days was easily moved away at once.

He hugged Mi Yiqing's body, leaned his head, and kissed deeply at the nervous little mouth.

"Holy! Foreigners are so fucking romantic, when is this all the time, and I can't forget to kiss my mouth! The hooligans were full of blood boiling, their hormones were expanding, and they wished that the person who hugged Mi Yiqing was themselves.

"Brothers, give it to me, if any of you catch that little girl, I will be the master today and give her to you!" The man in white smashed his mouth, and shouted loudly as he watched his subordinates whose fighting spirit was gradually declining.

The emotions were instantly stirred, and those hooligans, staring at Mi Yiqing with fire in their eyes, wanted to immediately crush her under their bodies.

Feng Ziyi's heart became nervous, if it was a person, he wouldn't take them in his eyes at all, now this is a remote mountainous area, even if he shouts, there is nowhere to shout. His handsome brows were tightly locked together, and suddenly his hands were horizontal, hugging Mi Yiqing's body horizontally.

"Hold me tight and bury your head in my arms." He commanded in Mi Yiqing's ear in a calm voice.

A new round of onslaught began, and the men quietly surrounded them with sticks.

On the hillside in the distance, a tall figure with sunglasses stood on a huge stone, the black clothes fluttering in the wind, hula fluttering, but in his hand, a stone had been crushed by him, and he was unconscious.

"Master, shall we make a move?" A thin figure crept in front of him.

He stood there silently, silent.

The situation of Feng Ziyi under the mountain is getting more and more dangerous, he holds Mi Yiqing's body with one hand, and the other hand protects their bodies with the stick he snatched, but his strength is getting weaker and weaker, and his speed has slowed down significantly.

"Brothers, beat me to death, kill me and throw it into the valley to feed the wolves!" The man in white shouted arrogantly.

Feng Ziyi's face was already flushed, and he gasped for breath.

Mi Yiqing lay in his arms and wanted to come down, but he hugged him tighter and tighter.

"Wind, just hand me over!" Mi Yiqing's voice trembled.

Feng Ziyi didn't say a word, just tightened his hand, trying to rub her into his body.

A handful of dirt fell from the sky, Feng Ziyi bowed his head violently, closed his eyes, and in this gap, a stick hit him the leg.

With a "plop", Feng Ziyi knelt on the ground.

"Wind!"

Mi Yiqing exclaimed, before she could speak, her body had been tightly pressed under Feng Ziyi, probably afraid of crushing her, Feng Ziyi arched her body and used his wide body to protect Mi Yiqing tightly.

I only heard the sound of "plop, plop" sticks, and the wind's body gradually softened, and a hot viscous liquid flowed down from his body, wetting Mi Yiqing's body, and the wind's body finally stopped and pressed softly on Mi Yiqing's body, but his two arms still tightly wrapped Mi Yiqing in his arms.

"Wind! Wind! Mi Yiqing cried miserably, trying to break free from under him, but the wind's big hands encircled her tightly, and she couldn't move at all.

Mi Yiqing cried weakly, her voice became weaker and weaker, and she gradually lost her strength.

A familiar scent instantly enveloped her, and a pair of large strong hands took her into his arms, and the sound of rapid gasps rushed back and forth on her cheeks.

"Yiqing? A sunny day? "It was the doctor's illusory voice.

Is it him, has he come to save us? How could that voice be so familiar, Mi Yiqing tried to open her eyes.

"President!" Her voice suddenly choked.

Ouyang Lietian's face was dark, and his hands were tightly hugging her body.

"President, go and save the wind!" Mi Yiqing's face was pale, and she looked around, but she didn't know when it was on the ground, only a pool of blood remained, and those hooligans and her wind were gone.

"Please, President!" Mi Yiqing saw that Ouyang Lietian was indifferent, and his face became heavier and heavier.

"Please!" Mi Yiqing sobbed, her desperate eyes full of tears.

"He's dead!" Ouyang Lietian gritted his teeth and said.

"No, no. You lied to me! You lied to me! Mi Yiqing screamed all of a sudden, and her voice was miserable.

"I said he was dead, and he died!" Ouyang Lietian suddenly became impatient.

"Wind!" Mi Yiqing suddenly screamed miserably, closed her eyes, and passed out.

In a daze, the wind walked towards her with a smile, and he stretched out his warm hands, those blue eyes, and looked at her stupidly and smiled.

"Wind, is it really you?" Mi Yiqing screamed in surprise and pounced, trying to hug his broad body.

However, her hand was empty all of a sudden, and the wind's body was transparent, and he just stood in the distance and smiled at her stupidly, and after a while, his body floated up, drifting farther and farther.

"Wind, wait for me!" Mi Yiqing shouted, opened her arms, and tried to hug the wind's body, but in the end she found nothing, and the wind left lightly in front of her.

"Don't, wind, don't leave me!" Mi Yiqing cried miserably and shouted.

"Bastard!" Ouyang Lietian punched the wall, blood running down his fingers.

Standing at the head of Mi Yiqing's bed, the little girl's hoarse cry made his heart drown in boundless chagrin and hatred little by little.

He strode out and picked up the phone.

"Block the news for me, and also, this summit, disqualify the Uniasia Group from participating." Ouyang Lietian's voice became furious, like a mad lion.

He returned to the ward, Mi Yiqing's face was red, and the doctor said that he had already taken antipyretics, but there was still a process to reduce fever.

He put his hand on Mi Yiqing's forehead, Mi Yiqing's hot forehead suddenly cooled, she raised her head slightly, and her tightly frowning brows relaxed.

Ouyang Lietian immediately put his other hand on her forehead as well.

The nurse walked in, her mouth wide open in astonishment, and then she looked enviously at the woman on the bed who was still with her eyes closed.

She pursed her lips, that little girl looked thin and weak, like a high school student who had not yet developed well, it was a pity that such a tall and handsome man in front of her was really a carrot and greens! The little nurse secretly screamed in her heart.

"Excuse me, get me a basin of cold water, the cooler the better." Ouyang Lietian smiled at the little nurse and said politely.

"Ahh Yes! The little nurse looked at him like a nymphomaniac, and the way he laughed was so charming!

"Can you hurry up?" Ouyang Lietian frowned as he watched the little nurse stand there for a long time without moving.

"Well, okay!" The little nurse smiled and threw a wink at Ouyang Lietian.

In an instant, a basin of cold water came in, and I don't know where the little nurse got it, and there were ice cubes in it.

Ouyang Lietian put his hand in the ice water very satisfied, and then waited until his hands were cold and stiff, then he took out his hand, and slowly approached Mi Yiqing's forehead, as long as she frowned slightly, his hand honestly stopped in the air, motionless.

The little nurse was stunned, her heart suddenly soured, if she met such a sincere and handsome man in this life, as long as one day, she would not be in vain in this life.

She quietly retreated, and the lonely figure disappeared in an instant.

When Mi Yiqing woke up, it was already the next day, the morning sun was shining in, and the room was warm.

Her head was swollen and painful, but her head was clear.

When she opened her eyes, she was infusion in her hand, and the drops of the liquid were dripping down rhythmically, soberly telling her that she was still alive and in the hospital.

Her big eyes were staring straight out the window at a willow tree, and the tender branches fluttered helplessly in the wind.

Her big hollow eyes filled with tears in an instant.

When Ouyang Lietian pushed the door in, he saw the little girl on the bed looking out of the window in a daze.

His face, which was still full of interest, sank with a "click", and he angrily put the bag of things in his hand on the table in the room.

Mi Yiqing heard the voice and turned her head.

"Thank you, President!" She smiled miserably, but tears flowed down her cheeks, and she buried her face on the pillow, controlling her emotions.

"Are you better?" Ouyang Lietian sighed, came to her side, and put his hand on her forehead.

A cool feeling instantly flowed through Mi Yiqing's body.

Last night, she felt a cool spring flowing in her body in a daze, and her burning heart cooled down little by little, and she fell asleep unconsciously. In my sleep, there was a warm big hand patting myself back and forth, and it felt like when I was sick when I was a child, my father stayed by my side all night long, accompanying me.

Could it be that the president has been by his side last night? Mi Yiqing was taken aback by this thought, and then pursed his lips bitterly, he was really confused, how could he think like this, he was very gracious when he escaped without punishment yesterday, how could he take care of himself personally?

"I'll help you up, and I'll ask Uncle Quan to make you some gruel."

"President, please tell me if the wind is really dead?" Mi Yiqing saw that Ouyang Lietian's face warmed up a little, lowered his head and couldn't help but ask.

"Let me tell the truth or lie?" Ouyang Lietian didn't refuse this time.

"I ••••••" Mi Yiqing suddenly became frightened.

"Let's eat!" Ouyang Lietian helped her up, and did not speak with a gloomy face.

Mi Yiqing had tears in her eyes, closed her lips tightly, and did not speak.

"Open your mouth." Ouyang Lietian ordered unhappily.

"President, I'll do it myself." The tears on Mi Yiqing's little face fell and fell into the porridge, so frightened that she quickly wiped her face and hurriedly went to pick up the porridge bowl in Ouyang Lietian's hand.

"Stop!" With a loud shout, Mi Yiqing was so frightened that he quickly let go.

Ouyang Lietian snorted and panted, like a lion with high morale, domineering and fierce.