However, when the figure got closer and closer and magnified in front of her eyes, Mu Shuiling opened her eyes wide in shock.
In the rain, the man who was wearing a thin jacket and panting heavily. The rain had wet his burgundy hair, leaving water running down his hair. It was hard to tell which was sweat and which was rain. When he saw the wooden
At that moment, Shui Ling smiled with relief, her thin lips slightly opened, "Stupid woman."
Stupid woman...
Stupid woman...
That person actually called her a stupid woman, but none of that mattered, right? This was not a hallucination, she had no auditory hallucinations. That person was really standing in front of her alive.
"Wow..." Seeing him, Mu Shuiling sat on the spot and cried loudly, "Asshole, you bastard. If I really die here, I will never let you go. Bastard."
The corner of Mosjue's mouth raised again, he walked towards her, held up an umbrella, knelt down and hugged her gently, "I didn't expect you to like me so much, you won't forget it even after you die."
"Asshole." Mu Shuiling cried so hard that she didn't expect that at the last moment of her life, a miracle would happen. The man she had only met twice would actually come to save her.
"You seem to be quite energetic." Although his tone was joking, the hand holding Mu Shuiling was slowly tightening.
Fortunately, fortunately, she was fine.
Mu Shuiling unconsciously grabbed Mos Jue's clothes with her hands and buried her head even lower in his arms. At this moment, he was the only one who could give her enough sense of security.
She had never cried in front of strangers, but she let a man she had only met twice see her most vulnerable side. She had always been strong, but at this moment she wanted someone to protect her.
After a long time, Mu Shuiling felt that she had cried enough and wanted to get up, but found that she was wearing nothing. Immediately, Mu Shuiling awkwardly pushed Mos Jue away, sat there and hugged her legs, "You...turn around first."
Go."
Mosjue did not turn around, just closed his eyes. Seeing this, Mu Shuiling ignored the injury on his shoulder and quickly put on the clothes that could be squeezed out of the wetland. Halfway through, a coat suddenly fell from the sky. Mu Shuiling was shocked and thought that Mo Shuiling had no idea what he was doing.
Si Jue opened her eyes, and what she saw when she looked up was Mos Jue with her eyes closed and wearing a vest, and the coat had been thrown beside her.
Mu Shuiling felt warm in her heart and was not reserved. She picked up his coat and put it on. Her clothes got wet and became transparent. She didn't want to be visually raped by the pervert in front of her.
"Ahem, that's it." After putting it on, Mu Shuiling coughed awkwardly.
"Woman, can you still leave?"
"Yes." Mu Shuiling replied without even thinking. But when she tried to stand up, she found that her legs had no strength at all, and she fell down as soon as she stood up.
"Stupid woman." Mosjue supported her with quick eyes and hands, handed the umbrella to Mu Shuiling, then squatted down and said, "Come up."
Mu Shuiling stood there blankly, what was he doing? Do you want to carry him?
"Come up." This time it was an overbearing command.
Mu Shuiling hesitated for a while before lying down. She couldn't walk now anyway, and she wouldn't refuse if someone offered to carry her. But why was her face as red as a monkey's butt at this moment? Obviously, obviously
Nothing has been done.
"Woman." The person in front suddenly said.
"Ah?" Mu Shuiling hurriedly covered up her embarrassment.