Qian Jiao looked at Nanfan's paddle figure through the dense rain curtain, her eyes were deep and her mood was complicated.

Nan Fan was attracted by her sight, turned his head, and happened to meet her sight, through the dense rain curtain, looking at each other, there was a kind of trance that had gone through the years.

Such an atmosphere made Qian Jiao suddenly want to ask him something, but before she could speak, Nan Fan's deep voice came from the rain curtain first.

"You rest for a while, and when you find a place to land, I'll call you up."

She was still wounded, and she had shed so much blood, and now that she was in such danger on a ship, it was better to close her eyes and recuperate than to look at the danger of the storm to come.

After Nan Fan finished speaking, he turned his head again and rowed the wood pulp hard.

Qian Jiao's words came to her mouth, and the moment she saw him turn his head, she stalked in her throat again.

may be really tired, Qian Jiao half snuggled in the boat, and the boat undulated with the waves, shaking so much that she quickly fell asleep.

When she was tossed up by a wave of waves again, she was finally awakened, and instinctively reached out and grabbed the edge of the boat on both sides, and her eyes widened to meet the worry in Nanfan's deep eyes.

In the dark air, there was only a heavy rain like a bead curtain, and the majestic momentum made Nanfan, who was close at hand, a little embarrassed.

Nan Fan saw Qian Jiao's shocked look when she opened her eyes and saw everything in front of her.

He shook the water on his face vigorously, and the movement in his hand continued.

The slightly low voice reached Qian Jiao's ears through the rain curtain, with the power to soothe people's hearts.

"Jiaojiao, close your eyes and sleep for a while, I'll soon find a place to land."

Qian Jiao's eyes flashed slightly, pursed her lips, and did not speak.

On the windy sea, she couldn't see the direction at all, Nan Fan's words, she knew that it was just to comfort herself.

Despite this, Qian Jiao's heart warmed instantly, and she closed her eyes again very cooperatively.

It's just that in private, he immediately summoned the little ghost.

The little ghost came out of the space, glanced at the sky that had been dark outside, and glanced at Nanfan, who was a little embarrassed by the heavy rain, his rag eyes flashed, and he immediately understood what Qian Jiao meant, and stepped forward with a smile: "Master, I have an idea......

The little ghost floated in front of Qian Jiao and said his thoughts.

After hearing this, although Qian Jiao was a little apprehensive in her heart, the current situation did not allow her to hesitate much, so she had to nod.

The imp got the order and stretched out his rag palm and slapped it on the boat.

The small boat that was experiencing the storm on the sea suddenly disappeared, and only the lifebuoy that was tied to the south sail at the stern was left floating and sinking on the sea.

Nan Fan was lying in a coma in the guest room of the space building, Qian Jiao was soaking in the bathroom with a medicinal bath with a lot of good things, and the little ghost outside circled the boat a few times, and was contemplating whether the space should be given to the shipyard, wooden boats, speedboats, submarines, warships, etc., there must be some.

Otherwise, if you encounter something like today, you can't wave outside generously, but you have to nest in the space, relying on a broken lifebuoy to move forward, and you really feel embarrassed to say it.

The space can't move on its own.

No matter how windy it is outside, there is always peace in the space.

It was two days before the waves outside finally beat the lonely lifebuoy in front of an isolated island, and the wind was still raging and the rain was pouring down.

The imp swept the island and found a nice cave in front of a stone wall near the sea.

It scurried into the stone cave and glanced around, and put a lot of firewood in the cave, making traces that someone had lived there temporarily.

Only then did the boat be released from the space and placed not far from the stone wall, where the stone cave could be seen.

Qian Jiao lay back on the boat and tied the lifebuoy back to the stern, and the little ghost moved Nanfan out of the space and put it back at the bow of the boat.

Qian Jiao quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping.

And Nanfan, who recovered after leaving the space, sensitively sensed something, but he glanced around vigilantly, and didn't find anything wrong, frowned, and looked up just to see a stone cave on the stone wall not far in front of him.

Nan Fan's frowning brows were loosened, and a gleam flashed in his heavy deep eyes, and he hurriedly rowed the boat towards the stone wall.

He parked the boat under the stone wall, glanced at Qian Jiao, who was still asleep, his eyes were bright, and he walked up the stone slope lightly.

Qian Jiao felt Nan Fan get off the boat, and then she opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the stone wall, through the heavy rain curtain, she could only see his heroic back.

After Nan Fan checked the stone cave, he soon came back again, and only then did he board the boat, and saw Qian Jiao looking at him with a pair of apricot eyes.

Nan Fan's eyes softened, and he smiled lightly at her, but his voice was still his usual low tone.

"Jiaojiao, we have a place to stay, I'll carry you in."

As he spoke, he had already stretched out his hand to pick up Qian Jiao, braved the heavy rain along the stone slope, and strode into the cave.

In just this moment, Qian Jiao's clothes have been wet by the heavy rain.

Nan Fan sat her down on a large rock at the entrance of the cave, and the raindrops slid down her hair, gathered on her cheeks, and all the way to her chin, converging into transparent droplets.

Nan Fan's fingers unconsciously reached out and brushed it, crushing countless water droplets.

Qian Jiao was taken aback by his sudden intimacy, and the whole person couldn't help but shrink back.

Nan Fan, who was shaking his head, was instantly awakened by her movements, and was also startled by his own actions, and his handsome face was unconsciously dyed with a touch of red.

He withdrew his hand a little uncomfortably, lowered his eyes and tried his best to hide the obscurity under his eyes, his lips squirmed and wanted to say something, but seeing Qian Jiao's tense body because of nervousness, he sighed, and after all, he didn't say anything, got up and walked towards the boat again.

When Nanfan moved all the things that could be used in the boat to the stone cave, he carried Qian Jiao into the stone cave, and lit a fire with the firewood in the cave, spread the quilt on the ground, and put the rainwater wet side in the direction of the fire, so that the fire could dry the quilt at the same time.

Nan Fan carried Qian Jiao outside the stone cave and put it next to the fire in the stone cave, and then turned around and took out various tools in the waterproof cloth package pulled by the lifebuoy.

Set up a pot and boil water, sort out the things that need it urgently, and set it aside.

Qian Jiao looked at Nan Fan, who was busy before and after, and was also surprised by the various things he brought from the big ship.

Pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are really essential products at home, Qian Jiao is very suspicious, how did Nan Fan think of taking those things with him in such a dangerous situation.

The water in the pot soon rose to white smoke, and Nan Fan poured the water into a basin and brought it to Qian Jiao's side.

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