Ji Zhanxuan lowered his head and let him punch and kick him. His nose was swollen and his forehead was blue, but he did not fight back. He curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly, "Didn't you see? How intimate they were hugging each other.
, her heart is no longer with you! She loves Nangong Han, if you kill the person she loves, will she forgive you? Will she love you? Stop dreaming, it’s impossible for you to live in this life.
Why do you keep such a woman?"
"No! How could Mo'er fall in love with Nangong Han? She is just acting!"
"Don't kid yourself! If she didn't love Nangong Han, why would she take a bullet for him? Why would she cry for him? Why would she be intimate with him?" Ji Zhanxuan patted him on the shoulder, "How can a man do big things and be beaten by a woman?
Restraint! Nangong Han must have narrowly escaped death if he fell from such a high place, and the Bonanna Group is already in our possession!"
Chu Zhanjin curled his lips and calmed down a lot, "Don't be too happy first. How could Nangong Han die so easily?"
"Just in case, I'll send someone down to find his body!"
"Don't rush to touch the Bonanna Group until you see Nangong Han's body."
"I'll leave now!" Ji Zhan stood up immediately.
"I'll go too!" Chu Zhanjin still held a trace of luck in his heart that Xiang Yimo was not dead. If she died, his spiritual world would completely collapse, and life would no longer have any meaning to him.
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"ah……"
Xiang Yimo closed her eyes tightly, hugged Nangong Han tightly with both hands, and screamed at the top of her lungs, which echoed throughout the valley.
A strong and powerful arm hugged her tightly, and the tight texture exuded a sense of strength, giving Xiang Yimo an inexplicable sense of security. It seemed that with this embrace and this arm, even if she faced
Even if she is broken into pieces, she is not afraid!
Xiang Yimo murmured: "If there is a next life, I hope to get to know you sooner."
"You're not dead yet! Are you going to live with me forever so soon?" Nangong Han's voice was deep and rich, calm and determined.
The speed of descent suddenly slowed down. Xiang Yimo opened her eyes and found that Nangong Han was hugging her tightly with one hand and holding a Swiss Army knife in the other. The knife was inserted into the rock, causing the friction between the blade and the stone.
To slow down the descent, the violent friction caused sparks to fly.
The muscles in his arms were tense, veins protruded, and the handle of the knife rubbed the palm of his hand red. Although the speed of descent had slowed down, he could not relax at all. If his hand loosened, the two of them would fall immediately.
Seeing that their lives were not in danger, Xiang Yimo said, "Please! Next time you want to jump into a river, a building, or a cliff, don't pull me along!"
"Isn't it thrilling?"
"It's so thrilling, so exciting! I'm not a nine-tailed fox, and I don't have nine lives to play with you!"
"You can still curse, which means you haven't been scared into a fool!"
They were still almost two meters away from the ground when his hand suddenly loosened and the two of them fell down.
Fortunately, there were lush weeds below, so it wouldn't be a big deal if he fell on them. Xiang Yimo stood up and rubbed his butt, "I just said a few words to you, so you don't have to deal with me like this, right?"
Nangong Han frowned, his face turned pale, his forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, and his black hair on the temples was wet with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and said lightly: "Who told you to be too heavy!"
"What's wrong with you?" Xiang Yimo noticed something was wrong with him, "Where are you injured?"
"I'm fine!" Nangong Han immediately answered her neatly, "Please check first to see if your mobile phone has a signal!"
"Oh!" Xiang Yimo immediately took out her mobile phone and held it up high, but the signal was still zero. She shook her head helplessly, "I can't receive it, what should I do?"
"Damn it!"
How could they notify Butler He that they had fallen into the valley without a signal?
"You and Uncle He are simply Siamese twins who are inseparable. He will soon find out that you are missing, and then he will look for you frantically. When he finds the crushed car, he will know that we are down the mountain!"
"How do you know?"
"Didn't I leave my vomit there? He might have thought I was vomiting, so he rolled down the mountain."
Nangong Han felt embarrassed that she had imagined this, and hoped that Butler He's ability to associate could be as rich as hers.
"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."
A continuous drizzle fell from the sky. Because of the low temperature, the rain was also mixed with tiny ice fragments, which made a crisp sound when hitting the rocks.
What is a house leaking when it rains all night? This is the current situation.
"It's raining, let's find a place to take shelter quickly!"
Nangong Han lay on his back on the grass, "Uh..." he let out a slight muffled sound.
"Why are you still not moving?" Xiang Yimo walked towards him and suddenly found that the green grass on his body was stained with bright red blood. "You are injured! Get up and show me!" She became nervous and spoke faster.
The bright red color is like pieces of fallen flowers. Against the backdrop of green grass, the red color is even more eye-catching.
"nothing!"
"You're still trying to show off! You're still so stubborn! You've lost so much blood, and it's nothing!" Xiang Yimo pulled his arm and helped him sit up, "We're an old couple now, and I'm all over you.
I’ve seen it all, what else are you embarrassed to show me!”
Nangong Han was exhausted and couldn't resist her, so he sat up.
"Ah..." Xiang Yimo couldn't help but gasped when she saw his back, and covered her mouth with her hand, stunned and speechless.
Although he used the friction of the knife to slow down his descent, because he had to hold Xiang Yimo in his arms, it was difficult for him to keep his body vertical. His shoulders touched the rocks. The violent friction caused his clothes to be torn and his skin to be worn away.
His back was sore and bloody...
The cold rain fell on his wound. He endured the pain, frowned, and tensed his muscles.
They were all injured like this, but she didn't notice it at all!
Is he a good actor, or is she too heartless?
Xiang Yimo was so filled with guilt that she panicked, her nose felt sour, and tears instantly filled her eyes. She immediately took off her coat and carefully put it on his shoulders, "This rain will probably last for a while."
I can’t stop, let’s find a place to take shelter from the rain!”