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sink
Heavy head, heavy feet and heavy body.
Baoqi herself died, but she could still open her eyes.
The car is no longer rolling, like a dumpling floating in a boiling water pot, rolling in the mud. The glass of the car has long been broken, and a piece of roof is blurred in the darkness, which is still successfully covering the rainstorm.
Dark light can’t be seen clearly inside and outside.
Fortunately, the car was blocked by a big stone and didn’t continue to be hit by mud, and the mud in the carriage flooded to the calf position and didn’t rise again.
I don’t know if the face is mud, pulp or water flowing down the cheek.
Very not easy to take out your hand, she wiped her face and pushed it tightly against him, but nine "nine ye! ? Nine ye-"
"Well, not dead!"
I’m glad to hear that he is slightly weak.
This man will ignore himself when the mudslide hits, but he will protect her tightly. She really didn’t think that people can protect themselves and make a person lose their energy in an instant. What other reasons can there be?
She dare not think.
At the moment, my heart is as tight as a cat scratching.
Consciousness has recovered a lot. She turned on and shouted a little well.
No one answered her.
"Xiaojing … are you okay?" She shouted again, showing a lot of panic.
Xiaojing still didn’t answer her
The apex of her heart twitched. She was afraid.
With a little strength in her hand, she wanted to push Fang Weijiu to see if something had happened to Nianxiaojing.
"Fang Weijiu, let Xiaojing not answer me first!"
The man’s body moved, but he lay down again to block her body, and his arms still clung to her. "Don’t move, little girl. It’s hard to have a chance for Ninth Master to hug you!"
Baoqi was eager to push him again and put up with it!
After the disaster, even if you are a friend or a buddy, it is nothing to hug.
After a few seconds, she struggled to shout "Xiaojing-Fang Weijiu, let me see how Xiaojing is first …"
Fang Wei’s fingers moved, but instead of letting her go, she put her hand gently on her belly and took a deep breath, as if she were enduring something. The child said, "Little girl, we agreed not to go back on our word. If we were born, we would have to do something for Nine Lords."
The heart is a little strained, and the whole person can’t move in his seat, so he can let his hands touch his belly and bite his lips to death, unable to say a word of refusal.
But I’m more worried about Xiaojing in my heart.
"Xiaojing Xiaojing … Are you all right?"
"… huh?" Finally, the little well seems to have just woken up in a low voice, "July 7th …"
Through a chair, Bao Qi said thank God and asked, "Are you all right?"
"I …" In 2008, I was a little lucky to be able to speak, but this freak Wei Jiu probably used to sleep in the car. He put a bed in the back seat of his car and she rolled herself into the quilt without being seriously injured. "Nothing … What about you?"
"I have nothing to do!" Everyone is still alive after the robbery, and Bao Qiyin has relaxed a lot of small hands on his shoulders.
"Nine ye … are you hurt? ！”
"Well, a little injury …" Fang Weijiu groaned in a low voice and sighed, endured the whole body pain and smiled and continued to touch her eating tofu. "Nine Ye chicks are so soft and lost! You haven’t fallen asleep after chasing for several years! "