"Yeah." I gritted my teeth, turned around like a wild boar, and turned my tied hands in front of Sima Yang.
"Don't move." As Sima Yang's melodious voice sounded, his silky hair also hung down and fell on my hand, itching like an ant crawling. I held my breath and pretended to be calm, but I couldn't hide my wild beating.
His heart and face turned red like a reborn Guan Gong.
Just when my whole face was red from suppressing it and was about to catch fire, Sima Yang finally untied the rope!
As soon as the restraints were released, I immediately jumped five steps away, even stammering when I spoke: "Thank you, thank you."
Sima Yang chuckled, revealing two rows of jade-like white teeth, and his soft voice flowed like a clear spring: "Haha, if you really want to thank me, can you come closer and help me?"
Where is the rope untied?"[
"Oh...oh." I hurriedly walked over and squatted down, and untied the rope with hands that were shaking as if they had just been taken out of an ice cellar.
I was so nervous that I didn't pay attention. I pulled hard and the rope was tied into a beautiful knot!_|||
Wow! No way, so unlucky...
I quietly raised my eyes, using the faint light, to look at Sima Yang, who was motionless.
Great, he didn't notice!
I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, took a deep breath to suppress my pounding heart, and carefully untied the rope.