Because Li Xiaohu and Fan Ye were both on the exploding yacht at the time. It exploded under such circumstances, and no body has been found so far. No one thinks that anyone can survive.
"Maybe... Xiaohu has returned to Hong Kong!" Huang Bing'er hurriedly comforted her.
"I hope too!" Haitang nodded and said, "I hope it is Xiaohu who is on this yacht and that he drives the yacht to pick us up!"
"Don't be stupid!" Huang Bing'er smiled and said, "How could he be so fast? Unless he can fly. However, I also hope that Brother Tiger will drive a yacht to pick us up, although this is unlikely!"
A group of people stood on the beach, looking forward to the arrival of the yacht. A few minutes later, the yacht stopped on the beach, and everyone looked at the deck. After a while, Li Xiaohu and Fan Ye came out of the cab.
After walking to the deck, Li Xiaohu stood on the deck, looked at Haitang and the others with a smile, and said: "Haitang, Bing'er, I'm here to take you back!"
"Ah!" Haitang and Huang Bing'er were stunned for a moment, looking motionless at Li Xiaohu in front of them, a little in disbelief. Could it be that their inner wishes were overheard by God? So, they immediately sent Li Xiaohu.
Pick him up? The two of them stood on the beach, stunned. Li Xiaohu jumped off the yacht, leaving Mr. Fan alone on the deck.
"What? Don't you want to leave?" Li Xiaohu walked towards the two of them step by step. Haitang's eyes were red, her nose was sore, and her tears flowed out. She ran towards Li Xiaohu quickly, and then held tightly
He hugged Li Xiaohu and sobbed: "Xiaohu, Xiaohu, I'm sorry for you!"
"Fool, why are you sorry for me?" Li Xiaohu asked with a smile, then pinched Haitang's nose and said, "Don't cry, it won't look good if you cry!"
"Woo..." Haitang cried even harder. Can you stop crying? I spent a night in tension and worry, in anxiety and haggard. No matter who spends a night like this, he will survive.
She couldn't go down anymore. Huang Bing'er was infected by Haitang's emotions, and she also threw herself into Li Xiaohu's arms. Taotao burst into tears. Seeing the two girls crying on her body, Li Xiaohu hurriedly comforted: "Okay,
Stop crying, do you want others to laugh?"
"Bad guy, you made Sister Haitang and I worry all night, and we even said we were going back to hold your funeral!" Huang Bing'er glared at Li Xiaohu.
"Haha, what? Did I break up what I planned all night, so I feel very uncomfortable?" Li Xiaohu grinned. Huang Bing'er pouted and said, "Isn't that right? I still expect to be at your funeral."
Let’s eat more delicious food!”
Phew...
Begonia on the side burst into tears and smiled, saying: "Bing'er, please stop being so harsh. Who in the dream last night called Brother Little Tiger? Now he wishes that Little Tiger was dead?"
"I don't have one!" Huang Bing'er turned her head away, with crystal clear tears hanging from the corners of her eyes. Li Xiaohu picked off the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with his fingers. Huang Bing'er hugged Li Xiaohu and refused to move. This scene made everyone on the yacht deck
Fan Ye was very envious when she saw this. How she wished she could cuddle up in Li Xiaohu's arms and cry, or even laugh happily, like Haitang and Huang Bing'er. However, she knew that she could not have that day, because
After all, she is just a female slave, a slave girl with no identity or status.
