Shi Yong just thought of death.

Not so decent, he died in the aftermath of the earthquake that was dizzy and turned into the sky and the earth, and was buried underground.

Then, it will probably be dug out.

Her body soaked in the rain must be ugly and ugly. After her death, a mage was used as a sacrifice and was discussed in front of others for a while, adding a erotic story to the unofficial history, and this life was over.

In disasters, despair is the devil.

However, all the horror was cured by Dahei's closeness.

"Be good! cub..."

Dahei rarely makes such a coquettish whimpering sound like a little dog. It may be frightened, and after a lifetime, he keeps urging his master with his head.

Shi Yong suffered from Dahei's passionate licking, and came back to his sense of fear. He found that some parts of his body were burning with pain, obviously because he had broken his skin when he fell. Of course, this was not the reason for her panic. Her nervousness was due to not hearing Zhao Yin's voice.

"Marty?"

Shi Yong called out again.

The surroundings were quiet, without any response.

"Is anyone here?"

No one responded.

“Did anyone hear me?”

A strange silence made Shi Yong's hair stand up.

"Marty!" Shi Yong moved his body, couldn't stretch it out, and tried to shake Zhao Yin's arm with his hands.

Zhao Yin was protecting her and Dahei and fell down together. She had both wiped her body, and it was conceivable that Zhao Yin must have been injured. Moreover, he had not spoken for so long and did not move, maybe...

An unintentional guess made the comfort Shi Yonggang received from his bad situation instantly turn into a greater panic...

"Da Hei, don't move. Quiet!"

Shi Yong held down the dog's head that had been arching on her body, raised his hand and slowly fumbled Zhao Yin's shoulder, and then swept his fingers over his cheeks little by little, approaching his breath.

"Marquis...Marquis?"

No response, no response.

Her heart was so nervous that it seemed to pop out of her throat...

The fingertips are warm.

She was shocked.

I didn't touch Zhao Yin's nose, but I touched my lips.

Zhao Yin's mouth moved.

Shi Yong was delighted and raised his head, "Marty? Are you awake?"

The hand that was on her waist slightly retracted and hugged her tightly. The man lowered his head and pressed it against her forehead. His breathing was so shallow that he couldn't detect it. He had not moved or had no sound for a long time.

Shi Yong was uneasy and shouted Zhao Yin's name softly. He rubbed his hand away in the darkness and turned around.

"Are you injured? Where is the pain? Let me see."

She wanted to see Zhao Yin clearly. However, the space was too narrow and there was soft mud around her. When she moved a little, the soil fell from the top of her head, and her head and face were spilling down, forcing her to close her eyes.

"Zhao Yin!"

She raised her voice anxiously.

"You speak!"

After another strange silence, the hand that held her was retracted again.

"Ah Shi." Zhao Yin spoke in a hoarse voice, stopping her movements, as if she had tried her best, "I'm fine."

"Why don't you talk if you're fine?"

"Let me... rest."

Shi Yong listened to his low voice and wanted to see what happened, but he couldn't see clearly in the darkness. She couldn't move and couldn't resist the man who was hugging him. He could only try hard to explore the surroundings and understand the current situation of the two. How to survive in this "settle place" after the earthquake.

Unfortunately, there were stone walls and mud around him, which wrapped them up and could not get out of it.

"It's over."

Shi Yong sucked in a quiet breath.

“We were buried under the ground.”

Zhao Yin did not say a word, and his breathing was a little turbid.

"Marty? Are you injured? Are you?"

"Little wound." Zhao Yin's voice was very low, but he was as calm as usual. "Ashi waited for me to rest for a while and I would definitely be able to save you."

Shi Yong's eyes turned red slightly.

I guess he had tried his best to protect her and Dahei just now.

He said it was a minor injury, but who knows what the injury looks like?

Shi Yong was trapped in his arms and was inconvenient to move. He had to move Dahei's body a little bit, and then rub and test Zhao Yin.

"Where is the injury? Does it hurt?"

The little hands rubbed everywhere, bringing out a strange itch.

"Ah Shi!" Zhao Yin gritted his teeth to stop him, his voice was low and dumb, and he hugged her tightly, turning his head slightly, breathing stopped in her ears, making him humid and dumb.

"Don't move."

"I want to know where you are hurt?"

“…”

The dark space was quiet for a long time, and Zhao Yin's faint voice came.

"If you touch it, it will hurt my heart."

What abrupt words.

Shi Yong couldn't hear clearly and stared blankly at his direction in the darkness.

Invisible.

The whole world is dark and silent, like a grave.

No! Originally, this was a tomb.

Shi Yong felt irritated and asked softly: "Mr. Marquis, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Yin's head hung on her forehead, "Is it okay to kiss you?"

What? Shi Yong's ears buzzed, his heart suddenly roared, and his body became strangely hot.

In this grave-like underground, ignorant danger, he said, "Is it okay to kiss you?"

Zhao Yin is crazy!

"Yes." She responded in a silence, took the initiative to wrap her head around Zhao Yin's neck, put her face up, and closed her eyes.

This was an unnecessary move. You don’t have to close your eyes, and you can’t see clearly. But closing your eyes seemed like a ceremony, she couldn’t see it. Zhao Yin actually closed his eyes, as if he was savoring something peerless treasure. He slowly pressed down his head, and the tip of his nose slid across her forehead, rubbed against the bridge of her nose, and then slowly, silently, landed on her lips.

A gentle kiss.

"Marty?"

Shi Yong's heart seemed to be slipping by feathers, itchy and sore.

More nervous than ever, the hand that was originally on his shoulder slid down and pressed between each other.

Zhao Yin asked: "Are you afraid?"

"No." Shi Yong said: "We will definitely be able to go out alive."

Zhao Yin did not answer, sighed softly, kissed her lips.

"Yes. Be good, baby..."

This is what Shi Yong said to comfort Dahei just now, and he used it. It was a bit weird and inappropriate, but at this moment, it sounded like an indescribable pampering and peace of mind.

Shi Yong's hand gently grabbed his clothes and stopped struggling, but instead of struggling, he met with his cheeks, rubbed his high nose bridge, and his angular jaw, but did not kiss his lips, but slid all the way down and bit his Adam's apple...

bite gently, subtle soothing,

Then unscrupulous-

The fear deep in the ground turned into a passionate carnival.

Zhao Yin breathed a little.

She let her do whatever she wants for a moment, suddenly pulled her up hard, pressed the girl in her arms softly against herself like a mud, and kissed her back even more intensely.

Shi Yong moaned.
To be continued...