One hundred and forty third people who are also fallen in the end of the world
Putting on Ling Xiao's back, his left hand passed through her armpit, hugged her front chest, and his right hand drew water, quickly moving towards the river bank.
The river beaches gradually emerged and the water was not so deep. What is certain is that they were out of danger.
Zherong's tense nerves finally relaxed. Only then did he realize something strange.
His left palm was covering a ball of soft and elastic flesh, and his elbows were also squeezing another ball of soft foreign object.
Even a gentleman like Zherong has stirred up ripples in his heart.
The distance between him and Ling Xiao was so close that he could clearly distinguish the other person's breathing and heartbeat. Her head was resting on Zherong's shoulders. If she was not careful, Zherong's cheeks and even lips would
You will encounter the wet, fragrant long hair, which makes Zherong's breathing almost stop.
He screamed inwardly, he was guilty. The left hand holding her chest moved slightly downward, leaving the sensitive part, but his elbows would still touch him inadvertently...
Full of a complicated mentality of excitement and a little bit of self-blame, Zherong finally dragged Ling Xiao in a coma to the river bank.
However, when he let go of her, he felt a little regret in his heart, "Is it over?"
Ling Xiao, who was soaked all over, unconsciously lay on the grass on the river beach. Her long drooping hair covered most of her pretty face, giving people a subtle artistic conception of holding a pipa and half-covering her face.
The close-fitting red bellyband was thinly and transparently attached to her concave and convex figure, and the two red small Yin Taos on the top of the peak appeared faintly against the wet gauze.
Zherong couldn't help but be fooled. The already powerful heart was thumping and thumping.
As his overflowing mind quickly converged, Zherong reached out to Tan Lingxiao's breath, and there was still a hint of warmth.
He pinched his thumb hard on her, but only Ling Xiao heard a "puff" shout and suddenly spit out a mouthful of river water.
She woke up slowly, raised her tired eyes, and glanced at Zherong with resentment.
"You, why do you want to save me? You get out of the way, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
After saying that, she suddenly stood up and rushed into the river again. However, she was pulled by Zherong with one hand.
"Let go, let go!" She shouted at the top of her lungs almost in a crying voice.
But Zherong's feet were as if they were nailed to the river beach, and no matter how she pulled them, they were still as solid as a rock and still remained motionless.
"Go away, don't stop me!" As she cried, Ling Xiao turned around, pulled her fist, and smashed it towards Zherong's chest.
"Crack, crackle"
...
The more she hit her fist, she became weaker and weaker until she was behind her, and she could no longer be softer. Ling Xiao couldn't cry even more. Finally, her body softened and she lay on Zherong's shoulders and sobbed sadly.
Zherong's arms climbed onto her back and gently patted her a few times, "Cry, cry loudly, it will be much better if you cry."
"Woooooooooooooooooo..."
They are both people who have fallen into the world, so why do you have to know each other when you meet?
Two young men and women who were equally broken, two young men and women who were equally lonely, and two young men and women who were equally wet, hugged and snuggled together by the surging Nu River.
At this time, you may really need the support of someone around you who can understand and understand the other person.
However, Zherong, who was in a depressed mood, hugged Ling Xiao into his arms, but could clearly sense the two soft fragrant buns on her chest, which made his heart throbbing again, and his blood was already swelling inadvertently.
With a hint of embarrassment, Zherong hurriedly put his hands on Ling Xiao's arms, slowly moved her body away from her body, looking at her beautiful tears filled with tears.
On his face, Zherong said softly: "Don't have attachment, don't have hesitation anymore. He is destined not to be your man. Don't be sad about a man who is destined to leave you. He is not worthy of what you do."
"But, do you know? I have protected him for ten years? Ten years? How many decades can I have in my life? I have dedicated my best youth to him, but he still ignores me. He used to like it.
Xi Ming, he likes men, I admit it, I don’t blame him, because this is his destiny, I am willing to stay and take care of him, as long as I protect him quietly, I will be satisfied. I have also thought of water drops
You can use stones to penetrate, and a rope saw can cut wood, but in the end, my endless efforts have only exchanged for his betrayal! I, I don’t want to live anymore."
Zherong swayed her hard, "Beware! He is not your fate! You shouldn't give up the whole forest for a tree. There are many good men in the world, so why bother to fall in love with a tree?"
Looking at Ling Xiao who was crying in pain, Zherong couldn't help but feel sad from his heart. Quietly, a line of sad tears slid from the corners of his eyes, "Actually, am I not the same?" He let go of Ling Xiao's
Arm, “My heart is bleeding too.”
Ling Xiao looked at him in a daze, stopped sobbing, and asked curiously: "Brother Zhe, what's wrong with you?"
Turning around quietly, I don't want Ling Xiao to see her sad face anymore, "Just now, you took a step earlier, but in fact, you didn't see that even more heartbreaking scene - my beloved woman hugged Huangfu Shi's turtle
Egg!"
Ling Xiao widened her eyes: "What! They? Are they? Are they? You, the beloved woman you are talking about, Qing Yan? Is it her?"
He nodded bitterly, "Yeah... it's her...
Ling Xiao couldn't help but burst into tears again, "Brother Zhe, what's wrong with this?"
Sighing sadly, Zherong looked into the distance, "I can understand your mood, because I am like you now, my heart is like a knife... I have no way to continue to comfort you." After that, he
He covered his face and bent down. His shoulders were trembling in the wind.
"Brother Zhe, you must be strong too, don't do this." Squatting in front of him, Ling Xiao stretched out her arms and gave him a warm embrace.
Zherong raised his head in her arms, met her twin shining tears, and her heart couldn't help but feel aroused.
A trace of evil desire grew in his heart, and ran wildly in the darkness of his heart like a flood. He shouted secretly: I hate Huangfu Shi, I really hate him! But I can't hurt him, I can do it,
It is to take away the woman who originally belonged to him! I...I...