Chapter 825

The warm hand was tightly held by Jiang Lingfeng, and a steady stream of heat reached her palm and warmed her heart.

In the night, the man's pace is calm and reassuring, which makes the warm heart settle down in an instant.

"Ling Feng, I thought I'd never see you again."

But he didn't want to, he suddenly came like the king of the dark night to save her from fire and water.

"Don't talk, go out and talk."

Jiang Lingfeng's tone is deep. Although there are thousands of words in his heart, he knows that this is not the time to speak.

Those men in black should still be chasing them. Now they must escape first.

"Yes."

Warm shut his mouth, nodded heavily, clenched Jiang Lingfeng's hand and ran forward with his steps.

However, the stomach began to ache, warm eyebrows frowned, subconsciously slowed down, and stroked his stomach.

"What's the matter? What's wrong? Stomachache?"

Jiang Lingfeng sensitively found something wrong with the warmth and hurriedly stopped to ask.

"I'm fine, Ling Feng. Let's go on."

Warm shook his head, pretending to smile calmly.

Jiang Lingfeng didn't move. The next second, he squatted down in front of the warmth, "come on, I'll carry you."

Warm one Leng, "no, Lingfeng, I can go."

"Come up."

Two words, showing an irresistible dignity.

Warm heart warm, obediently lying on his body.

Jiang Lingfeng's hands firmly held the warm hips and ran forward with vigorous steps.

Warm lips, smell the man's familiar taste, safely close his eyes, put his head on his shoulder, and let him run forward with his back.

Late at night, the sense of closing your eyes is more sensitive.

The man's body has her familiar breath, which is still intoxicating.

In addition, there is the smell of sweat and Bloody smell.

Warm suddenly opened his eyes, moved his nose, smelled the smell, and found that it came from his head.

The scene of a man in black waving a stick and hitting him on the head flashed through his mind.

The warm heart jumped and hurriedly asked, "Lingfeng, are you hurt? Is your head very painful?"

Jiang Lingfeng's breath was a little unstable. He didn't answer her. He just held her up with both hands and continued to walk forward.

"Ling Feng, you're hurt. Please put me down. I can go by myself."

The three men in black are not weak in boxing, and they don't know if Jiang Lingfeng is injured.

She was afraid that his injury would be serious if she walked behind her back.

"You're noisy. It makes my head ache more."

Jiang Lingfeng's voice was low. Although his words were disgusted, they showed a trace of banter.

Warm opened his mouth and finally swallowed the words to his mouth.

He was as strong as ever, which made her feel that she just had to do what he said.

Jiang Lingfeng's eyes flashed a smile when he didn't hear the woman on his back.

Silly woman, what are you worried about him doing?

"I'm fine, warm, I..."

He wanted to tell him that, in fact, he was blessed by misfortune. He was hit with a wooden stick, but his memory was restored.

But before he finished, he stepped on the air and fell down in an instant.

"Ah!"

With a warm exclamation, his subordinates realized that the dungeon hugged Jiang Lingfeng's neck.

The weightlessness of her body reminded her of being thrown into the sea again.

Only this time, her body was firmly imprisoned, without the fear of dying.