The brocade turned into a little red dragon. She didn't know where to find a small compass and a piece of waterproof cloth. She tied the waterproof cloth to the brocade's body and used the little compass.
The rope was tied and hung on her body: "You have to be careful, don't let anything happen, keep flying south, Sijin, we... we should stay together, I'm a little worried."
The rain was so violent and Sijin was injured again. What should I do if I was alone on the road and had an accident?
"I'm fine, take good care of sister Jiajia and the baby in her belly." Sijin no longer hesitated and rushed into the heavy rain with a whoosh.
Hiss, the brocade-like little red dragon frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, the raindrops hitting his body really hurt a bit.
Thinking of the child in Jiajia's belly, she took a deep breath and disappeared into the night.
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"Mr. Yan, come here, let's do it."
Yan Zhi picked up the wine glass, clinked it, and drank it all.
The two beauties around him were staring at him, but they didn't dare to get close at all. They came in just to drink and play with him. They finally fell in love with this evil man, but they didn't expect that he was not a womanizer at all. The other sisters were accompanying several others.
The men were talking and laughing, and they were the only ones sitting upright. It seemed that tonight's tip was wasted.
"Mr. Yan." At this time, the secretary answered the phone, pushed open the door and trotted to Yan Zhi's side, whispering almost in his ear.
"What did you say?" The serious tone suddenly became louder, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
The wine glass in his hand accidentally fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a "pop" sound.
The secretary trembled, and tremblingly repeated what Jin Bai said to him on the phone: City A encountered a once-in-a-century flood, the villa lost contact with the outside world, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead!
Yan Zhen stood up abruptly, his face turned extremely ugly for a moment, and he stumbled out.
"Prepare your machine and go back immediately!"
The secretary trotted after him: "Master Jin has already taken a helicopter to go to the rescue. There is no news yet."
"Get ready! Stop giving me such fucking nonsense!"
He quickly took out his phone, but it was out of battery. Damn it, he cursed severely and rushed into the parking lot.
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"What should I do? What should I do? The water is almost flooding the second floor. Are we all going to die here?"
"Get on the roof quickly, everyone get on the roof!"
"Jiajia, slow down, slow down, don't worry, I'll help you!"
"No, this is not the solution. If the water level were higher, the roof would be flooded."
"..."
The whole roof was buzzing with shouts. Jia Jia was wrapped in a thick blanket, and with the support of Xin Gan, her steps were still a little unsteady, and her body was inevitably soaked.
Someone suddenly shouted: "Why didn't you see Miss Sijin? Where did Miss Sijin go?"
"Everyone is looking for it, it is inconvenient to sit on a wheelchair leg in a wheelchair. This will not be washed away by the flood."
"Xingan!" Jiajia held Xingan's hand tightly, and Xingan explained in her ear. She still held her hand tightly: "Why don't you advise her? What should she do if she encounters danger alone in the wilderness?"
"Isn't there nothing wrong with it now? Wait, I hope she is okay." The hair of her heart was close to her cheeks, cursing this abominable weather.
There was actually an unsatisfactory scary to cry.
"You're dead this time! You're dead this time!..."
"He's not dead yet, so why cry in mourning! Let's all gather together and don't disperse." Xin Gan's leadership skills were fully demonstrated at this time, and her courage to remain calm in times of crisis was directly inherited from her father.