Chapter 135

"How can I put you in jail with me?"

Yun Qianmo's deep laughter rings gently in Luo Feiqi's ears through the torrent of data. His ears seem to be tickled by a small brush. Luo Feiqi can't help but feel a burst of ear heat.

"Wow, it's so powerful." Luo Feiqi made a look of surprise and admiration.

"Yes, so you have to hold my thigh tightly!" Yun Qianmo joked that the atmosphere between the two became much more relaxed.

"No!" Luo Feiqi wrinkled her nose and made a look of disgust, but the smile at the bottom of her eyes revealed her true emotion.

"Oh? Why not. " Yun Qianmo picks his eyebrows.

"I want to hold bigger thighs, and then become a top actress early!" Luo Feiqi is deliberately angry and modest.

Rao is to know Luo Feiqi is joking, cloud Qian Mo still can't help but black face, "no! If you dare to do that, I'll lock you up for the rest of your life

"..." Luo Feiqi was speechless. How could the great devil say that he would turn over his face? He was still locked up. Now it's not the old society. "Yunqianmo, my little friend, your extreme idea is a crime. Do you know?"

Just now, some stiff atmosphere suddenly became relaxed, and Yun Qianmo couldn't help breaking the Gong, "well, you have a rest, don't you want to get up early tomorrow?"

Not to mention that it's OK, when it comes to the fact that I will continue to climb and roll in the desert tomorrow, Luo Feiqi can't help crying, "ah, can't you let me forget this for a while?"

"No, rest early, good night!" Even though he was reluctant to give up, Yun Qianmo still chose to hang up.

Luo Feiqi will have to film tomorrow. It will be very hard, so even if he doesn't give up, he will let Luo Feiqi have a good rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Feiqi wakes up in the tent and says goodbye to the warm quilt. Luo Feiqi puts on a big coat and gets out of the tent.

In the desert, the temperature difference between morning and night is very big. In the morning, she is still wrapped in a big cotton padded jacket, and she has to wear short sleeves when it is hot at noon. As soon as Luo Feiqi gets out of the tent, she can't help shivering.

"Hey, Feifei, good night!" Director York, also wrapped in thick cotton padded clothes, is practicing the "Kung Fu" he learned when he was in China not far away. When he sees Luo Feiqi get up, he waves his hand and shouts enthusiastically.

"Director York, today's weather doesn't look very good. Can the shooting go on normally?" Luo Feiqi looked up at the sky, worried.

In the past, although the weather is cold, but the sky is always sunny, even the clouds are rarely seen, the blue sky is very relaxed and happy, but today's sky is really gloomy, gray clouds stack, looking at it makes people feel very depressed.

Director York also frowned and looked up at the sky slightly. There was a hesitation in his eyes. "It shouldn't be anything. Maybe it's going to rain. It doesn't matter. We'll shoot it after dinner, and we'll stop raining!"

I don't know if it's her illusion. Luo Feiqi always feels uneasy, like something bad is going to happen.

"Don't worry, Angie will wake up later. Let's ask him, if the weather is bad, our family will leave as soon as possible!" York director looked at Luo Feiqi, careless comfort way.

Angie is a tour guide that York's team spent a lot of money to find in the local area. It is said that she is very familiar with the desert environment. After all, the environment in the desert is still too dangerous. It's easy to have an accident if no local people stay here at will.

Angie usually looks at the weather and leads the way for them, so when there is nothing wrong, she always sleeps until the third stroke of the day. Luo Feiqi is too embarrassed to insist on waking Angie up now, so she has to nod, "OK."

The staff went to the seaside and brought back water. Luo Feiqi simply washed and rinsed. He took the food and ate it at the door of the tent, looking up at the sky from time to time.

Time passed by. In the past, the sun had come out at this time and could take off its thick coat. But today, the sun is always hidden behind the dark clouds, and the sky is getting darker and darker.

More and more staff members are beginning to act in a wrong way. Although they have done a good investigation before they came here, it is the safest time in the desert recently, but no one can guarantee that there will be no accident at all.

"Angie! Angie, wake up A staff member rushed into the tent and yelled. Angie woke up and rushed out of the tent.

"It's over!" Angie looked at the sky with dull eyes. Deep despair and panic appeared in her eyes. She murmured to herself.

"What's the end? What's the matter? Is it going to rain? " Director York frowned, a little impatient by Angie's words."What's the rain? It's a black storm. Run away. It's too late. Hurry up! Come on Angie's tone is urgent. As soon as his voice falls, he scrambles up a car and is ready to drive away!

"Wait! Let's go! Hurry up York director also flustered God, "black storm" this name he is not strange, but he did not expect his luck is so bad, just met.

See some staff are still packing clothes and tents, around is York director such a good temper also angry, "also pack up something, don't die, go!"

Luo Feiqi is pulled by yingzi and gets into a car in a hurry. Everyone throws down their luggage and drives the car to the edge of the desert.

Luo Feiqi looked back and saw far away from the car window. There was a strong wind. The sand was rolled up to the sky, forming a pair of black "walls" and blowing here at a very fast speed.

It's dark as if it's dark. Thick clouds are rolling over my head. The sand is "crackling" on the car window. The whole scene is like the end of the world.

"Sister Feifei." Yingzi had been timid, at this time is scared enough, shivering in the Luo Feiqi side, pulling her corner called: "we will die here?"

Luo Feiqi pursed her lips and patted her head reluctantly with a smile to comfort her. "What nonsense? You Feifei have a big life. Besides, I haven't become a first-line actress. Don't you want to be a top agent like Zhizhi? Thank you for dying here

After listening to Luo Feiqi's words, yingzi reluctantly raises a little lip angle, but it is uglier to laugh than to cry.

Luo Feiqi pulls her into her arms and holds her. Her face is hard to see the extreme. The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger, blowing across the sand dunes and making a "Wuwu" sound, just like tens of thousands of ghosts crying.