Ximen Longting was a little unhappy and had a sullen face.
Jing Jiaren kissed him on the cheek: "I will only have this answer. Husband Ximen, I love you."
Ximen Longting was so easy to coax, with a smile in his eyes and he was as happy as a child.
Jing Jiaren took off the hemp rope and climbed onto the big black bear's shoulder. It stretched out its paws to take her...
"Big Black Bear, come on! I'll fight with you!"
"Ouch~"
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rainstorm.
More than a dozen cruise ships are drifting on the beach, drifting with the waves, and there is a possibility of being sucked into the hurricane at any time.
The servants stood in rows, trembling as they looked at the sky outside the boat.
Some meteorologists have been saying that they hope the ship can return. The sea wind tonight is too strong and the cruise ship is out of control and may be forced to roll into the center of the hurricane.
However, in front of the black grand piano.
Sleeve length's fingers played smoothly on the keys.
The black leather gloves were embroidered with gold hot stamping and surrounded by a layer of leather chains. His metal hands were slightly stiff and he always made mistakes.
His face, with his thin chin and seductive face, was reflected on the smooth surface of the piano, like a mandolin blooming in a black rainstorm.
Forbidden beauty.
Leng Lintian pursed his purple lips and played it over and over again. If he made a mistake, he would start over.
His handsome appearance stunned a bunch of servants, and even the male servants were jealous that he looked so enchanting and wanton.
He was so beautiful that it was said that several male servants knelt at his knees and were instantly struck by his appearance.
"Oh, this Mr. Leng is really persistent. If he continues like this, we will be buried in the sea with him."
Several meteorologists gathered on the observation deck, watching with telescopes, and they were all frightened.
"This is the center of a hurricane, and there are often heavy rains."
It's simply a joke with life.
Leng Lintian's long eyelashes were drooped, and his purple lips had a hint of white.
If he died at the bottom of the sea, it would be Jing Jiaren's call to him and it would be his fate.
"Look, there's something in the sea -"
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In the violent storm, one plane after another broke through the sea.
Gong Zihua squinted his eyes and looked at the violent storm here, the hurricane was rolling wildly, and the sea was bumpy, which formed a sharp contrast with the calm and peaceful island.
This proves——
They escaped successfully.
Gong Zihua made a gesture: "Go down and see how they are doing!"
Jing Jiaren was held tightly in Ximen Longting's arms, and they both used a mouthpiece respirator...
Mong Zihua still had a conscience and waited for them at the entrance. Knowing that they would go to the sea after leaving, Mong Zihua distributed all the mouthpiece respirators in the plane.
There are more than a dozen copies in total. On average, 3-4 of these bodyguards share one.
It's a pity for the big black bear, but it has enough lung capacity, so it should be able to survive?
The violent storm hit the sea surface, and the head of the big black bear gradually emerged. The sea water here was extremely cold, as biting as ice.
Although it is only separated by a hurricane group, it is a warm and comfortable summer on the island, and it is already early winter here.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough..." Jing Jiaren stroked the water, trembling all over from the cold, and spit out the respirator, "Ximen Longting, how are you?"
"Very good," he wiped the water from her face, "Are you okay?"
"Is everyone okay? Are everyone still alive?" Jing Jiaren looked around, "Ximen Longting, look!"