The dark light cannot be seen clearly inside and outside.

Fortunately, the car was blocked by a large stone and it was no longer impacted by the mud downstream. The mud in the carriage did not rise any further when it flooded its calf.

I don’t know if it’s mud, slurry or water on my face, but it’s flowing down my cheeks.

After finally pulling out her hand, she wiped her face and pushed Fang Weijiu, who was pressing tightly against him, "Jiu Master!?Jiu Master--"

"Yeah, I'm not dead!"

Baoqi was a little grateful to hear his slightly weak voice.

This man would ignore himself at the moment when the mudslide was hit by the mudslide and instead protect her tightly. She really didn't expect that human instinct is to protect himself. What other reasons can a person lose his instinct in an instant?

She dared not think about it.

At this moment, my heart was as tight as if it was scratching the cat.

Her consciousness has recovered a lot, and she immediately called out Xiaojing again.

No one answered her.

"Xiaojing... are you okay?" She shouted again, obviously a lot of horror.

Xiaojing still didn't respond to her.

Her heart twitched for a moment, and she was scared.

With a little force on her hand, she wanted to push Fang Weijiu's body to see if something happened to Nian Xiaojing.

"Fang Weijiu, you get out of here first, Xiaojing didn't respond to me!"

The man moved his body, but he lay down again, blocking her body, holding her arms still holding her: "Xiao Niu, don't move, finally have a chance, let Master Jiu hug you!"

Baoqi was anxious and wanted to push him harder, but he endured it again!

After experiencing great disasters, even if you are friends or buddies, you can’t hold a hug.

A few seconds later, she struggled again and shouted, "Xiaojing-Fang Weijiu, get out of here first, let me see how Xiaojing is..."

Fang Weijiu's fingers moved. Not only did he not let her go, he moved his hand over and gently placed it on her stomach. He took a breath, as if he was patient and said in a low voice: "Xiao Niu, we have agreed not to regret it. After giving birth, we have to be the godson for Master Jiu."

The heart was a little twitching, and Baoqi couldn't move between him and the seat. He could only let his hands touch his lower abdomen irregularly, biting his lip, and unable to say anything to refuse.

However, my concern for Xiaojing was even higher.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing... Are you in trouble?"

"Huh?" Finally, Nian Xiaojing seemed to have just woken up and said softly, "Qiqi..."

Through a chair, Bao Qixin said thank you and asked urgently: "Are you okay?"

"I..." Nian Xiaojing paused slightly and exclaimed in pain, feeling a little glad that he could still speak. Fang Weijiu probably often slept in the car, and a quilt was placed under the back seat of his car. Just now, she rolled herself into the quilt without being seriously injured. "It's okay...where are you?"

"I'm fine!" After the disaster, everyone was still alive. Baoqi's voice became much more relaxed, and his little hand was placed on Fang Weijiu's shoulder, which had been lying on him.

"Master Jiu... are you injured?!"

"Well, a little injury..." Fang Weijiu moaned softly, sighed, endured the severe pain all over his body, continued to touch her with a chuckle, and ate tofu, "Jiu Master's girl, it's so soft, I'm so sorry! I've been chasing you for a few years, but I haven't fallen asleep yet!"

"What are you saying? Stop kidding, sit up and let's find a way to get out."

"I can't get out--" Fang Weijiu's voice was quite low.

Thinking that something was wrong with his words, Baoqi pushed him with his hand again, "Don't be slutty, why are the big men like children..." He whispered, and when she pulled out her hand again, she found that the touch on her hands was something wrong, and it was so sticky that it was not like simple mud.

The doctor's professional sensitivity suddenly shocked her.

She stretched her hand out of the broken window, and with the dim light, she saw her hands full of dark blood. The blood was poured on by the rain and slid across her wrist, which made her heart suddenly tighten.

She was shocked and did not dare to touch him again, and shouted softly: "Fang Weijiu, where are you hurt? Is it serious?"

"No... it's okay! What are you afraid of?" Fang Weijiu's voice was very weak, but his tone was light, as if he felt relieved, "Worry about Master Jiu's death?"

Tighten his brows, Baoqi didn't have time to joke with him, and could not move there, so she could only comfort him: "Fang Weijiu, hold on for a while, Team Fan and the others are not far from us, and they should come to pick us up soon!"

"Don't move...Don't move!" Fang Weijiu was soaked by cold sweat and mud and rain. As soon as she moved, the wound on his body was torn and painful, spreading his limbs, and it felt so bad. He gritted his teeth, and he deliberately hummed and smiled easily, tightened her arm with malicious intentions, and whispered to her ear: "Move again, it will be hard!"

One sentence immediately made Baoqi blush, "You..."

"Me, why am I?" Fang Weijiu felt heavy and soft when she heard her shy blaming voice, but she felt slightly panting in her breath. She sucked her breath, her voice was neither too fast nor too slow, and she said it very hard.

"The mudslide... isn't that scary. If... all three of us died, there are... two beauties to be buried with Master Jiu, that would be so happy!"

"Shut up! Keep your energy!" Baoqi sneered.

In the past, every time he spoke rogue words to her, she would make her hate her teeth itch and she wanted to kick him a few times. However, now she didn't know what happened, and when she saw him being injured and bleeding, she still wanted to save herself. Except for feeling sad, she didn't feel any lewd.

She actually always knew that Fang Weijiu was not that bastard.

To be serious, being able to protect women at critical moments can be considered a man of upright status.

Fang Weijiu was still touching her belly carefully, and the sound of the small well behind her was quiet.

"Qiqi, what should I do now...?"

"I have to wait!"

"Um!"

After pondering for a few seconds, Baoqi's tone became hurt again: "I don't know if the car ahead... has escaped the mudslide... Little raindrops, my poor child..."

She sighed softly, all in the rags.

The storm continued, mudstones were rolling down, sand and stones continued to fly, and cars were floating in the center of the mudstone stream, blocking them by large stones, and they would no longer move down with the water flow. They just kept bumping and jogging from time to time, and there should be no danger of life for the time being.

Wait for rescue!
Chapter completed!