Chapter 1245

The captain murmured: "that man doesn't look like a servant. The servant has his decisive momentum."

As soon as he remembered that the man could read calmly after the plane encountered the airflow, and he could jump firmly with a parachute bag when he was forced to land, he felt that he was not an ordinary person.

Ding Yiyi didn't hear what she said. He just buried himself in the search. When she got up, she was left alone.

Holding a thick wedding dress skirt, she anxiously looked around. The grass behind her moved, and she approached with some doubts. Suddenly, the sound was louder, and the leaves in the Bush were shaking down.

A horn came out of the grass. Before she could react, a brown haired animal, which looked like a camel and a moose, suddenly stood up.

It is very tall, may lie on the ground before, so was not found, Ding Yiyi heart surprised, step back, holding the wedding dress skirt ran up.

How can she run past the animals behind her in high-heeled shoes? She was frightened, but she didn't hear an anxious voice calling him.

One hand slanted her arm from the side, the other hand around her waist, due to inertia, Ding Yiyi suddenly fell to the side.

The expected pain did not come, she hit on the tight chest, the hand holding her waist did not let go, still firmly protect her.

She gasped, still a little nervous, and heard a faint voice on her head, "don't be afraid, it's Moose, who eats grass."

Ye nianmo? She looked up in embarrassment, but saw that he was even more embarrassed. His clothes cut a few holes, and her face was dirty. Where was the former noble son fan.

Her hand was still pressed on his chest, and the powerful vibration from the other side's chest stunned her, so she had to red face to support his chest and get up again.

Nervous relaxed down, she heard the sound of a slight water, and very close, pull aside the trees, into the eye is a coastline, because there are few tourists here, the water has been pure to green.

"Let's go." He took her hand and didn't care what she was wearing.

Ding Yiyi struggles subconsciously, but the strength of holding her wrist is stronger. Ye nianmo turns his head, with a trace of indifference in his expression. It seems that the situation of comforting her just now has never happened.

"How are you going to see her?" Ye nianmo light float finish saying, also ignore her reply, continue to lead forward.

Ding Yiyi looked down at his tattered, dirty wedding dress, some frustrated to follow his pace.

After walking through the jungle for a while, she found that there were blood stains on his arms. After careful observation, she found that there was a kind of green serrated plant along the road.

He broke the plants with his hands in front of him, so he made those wounds, and the one who followed him was not scratched once.

She opened her mouth, and the words of concern went around in her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything.

The water of Lake Baikal is crystal clear, just like a fairy's magic mirror, in which two equally embarrassed people are shown.

Dirty and ragged clothes, hair messy no sense of beauty, she suddenly giggled.

Ye nianmo glanced at her, "what are you laughing at?"

She was holding a smile and shaking her head. Her shoulder was shaking. Suddenly, a hand came across her neck. He said in a low voice, "don't move."

His tone is serious. Ding Yiyi has settled down. Ye nianmo grabs a brown bug from her head. As soon as he lets go, the bug jumps into the grass from his hand.

Two people's posture is somewhat ambiguous, the sea breeze blows, she takes the opportunity to step back, asked: "Why are you here?"

Ye nianmo didn't reply, but turned her eyes to the distance. Her fist on her side suddenly tightened. If he didn't ask, would she have become Mrs. ye when she returned home?

He did not answer, Ding Yiyi did not ask, patting the sand on her body, she whispered, "I went back."

Put high heels in her hand, she went back in silence, but heard his low voice behind her, "I lost my ring."

She suddenly turned back, so angry that she began to say, "why do you want to lose my ring! Do you think I can't marry him without my ring? You are so naive

One breath said so much, she gasped, glared at her viciously, strange is, after vent her heart and no special angry, has just a thick regret.

"You son of a bitch!" She added that she still didn't like it.

Ye nianmo stands like a sculpture and becomes a landscape with the beautiful and mysterious lake Baikal behind him. Suddenly he moves, pulls his hand out of his pocket and opens his palm to her.

The wooden box was very delicate. She was stunned and took the box from him in three or two steps. The palm felt sticky. She spread it out and found that there was some blood in one corner of the box.

She was surprised to look at him, but his face was light, a pair of this matter did not mention the value of the appearance, she suddenly heaved up a stream of anger, heart clamoring, no matter where he was injured where bleeding, even in order to protect the box injured is also his own to do so!While she was doing psychological construction for herself, she walked hard towards the original woods. The indifferent voice behind her sounded again, "only by walking along the coastline can we reach our destination."

He said firmly, when Ding Yiyi turned his head, he had taken the lead in walking towards the coastline, so she had to keep up.

The white sand at her feet was very disobedient. As long as she stepped in the sand, her feet would slant to the side. One step would waste several steps of strength.

Her face turned red. She couldn't help looking up at the man walking on the ground in front of her. The sun cast a shadow on him. She walked leisurely. Every step was like stepping on the sand, not in the sand like her.

Ding Yiyi had no choice but to continue to look down at the foot of the sand, difficult to walk forward, suddenly a big hand so caught off guard extended to her eyes.

Shadow shrouded her, she looked up, ye nianmo stood a few steps away, did not look back, just stretched out his hand back.

She was thirsty and swallowed her saliva. After walking for ten minutes, she had consumed too much energy, but seeing that he was calm, she didn't want to give up.

Holding his hand is like giving up. She took a deep breath and passed him without strabismus, ignoring the hand that could take her forward.

She was even more tired. Her legs were filled with lead. She could only mechanically swing her legs back and forth. The sound of footsteps behind her was light. Her slightly swinging right hand was firmly grasped by the people who came up behind her.

She didn't want to give up easily. He didn't mind giving up to her. Ye nianmo holds her hand and walks slowly, but constantly helps her to correct her figure, so that she doesn't stagger every step.

They quickened their pace until they could see the rest of the Ye family. A maid ran to her in a hurry, "Miss Ding Yiyi, I finally found you."

She looked at ye nianmo in surprise and exclaimed, "young master!"

Ding Yiyi said with an apology: "I'm sorry to worry you. Chuyun, are you in the camp?"

The maid was still immersed in the shock brought by the dirty young master. After hearing Ding Yiyi's words, she shook her head. "No, the young master said he was waiting for you in the same place."

Ding Yiyi moved a finger, want to pull away the hand, but found that the other party hold tightly, she looked at him, eyes firm, "let go."

He raised his other hand, but she was one second faster than him and said, "if you knock me out and take me away this time, I swear I will hate you all my life."

Life is too heavy, he finally put down his hand, turned his back, his voice with uncontrollable tremor, "go."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. He closed his eyes in pain. His heart was too painful to vent. He was full of congestion in his chest and was about to explode. He suddenly let out a low roar.

Ding Yiyi heard that low roar, her body shape, face is also full of pain, as long as she can eliminate her and his pain, she chose to continue to walk forward.

On the beach, the sun has been hanging high, changing the hazy beauty of the morning. At this time, Lake Baikal is shrouded in the midday sun, and the sunshine in winter is not uncomfortable. Ye chuyun still keeps his morning posture.

His lips pale, two lips unconsciously tremble, just push Aoxue that let him exhaust the whole body strength, and hard hit on the ground, let his whole body bones like being crushed.

He is waiting for Ding Yiyi, but he thinks that Aoxue should have died. Her body is immersed in the beautiful bottom of Baikal Lake, and then eaten by unknown fish.

The sound of walking behind him was light, but he turned back in a daze.

Ding Yiyi is holding high-heeled shoes in his hand. His wedding dress has been cut one by one. His hair is in a mess. The sweat on his face makes his delicate makeup in a mess.

She came up to him and wiped her face. She said, "if you dislike my dress, I will..."

"What about you?" Ye chuyun looked at her with great interest.

Ding Yiyi some vent way: "I'll go to tidy up, next time."

He gave out a deep laugh. Every time he vibrated, his head hurt terribly. Soon, his headache caused eye pain, and his eyes became blurred. He frowned and narrowed his eyes, trying to see the woman in front of him clearly.

Maybe it's because of the meeting with ye nianmo that she can't think deeply, or maybe ye chuyun hides too well. Ding Yiyi doesn't find ye chuyun's abnormality.

She slowly stepped forward, rhythmic beat sound came, standing on the side of the servants and doctors clapping everything they can get, humming the wedding march.

Ding Yiyi wearing a broken wedding dress came to him with a solemn look, "Mr. Ye chuyun."

He replied with a smile, looking after her voice with a trace of emptiness.

"I am willing to marry Mr. Ye chuyun as his wife. I will always be loyal to him no matter in good or bad times, wealth or poverty, health or disease, happiness or sorrow. So, Mr. Ye chuyun, would you like to marry Miss Ding Yiyi?"

She looked at him cunningly, but there was still a little tension in her eyes. Her fists hanging on her body were constantly shrinking, and the four water chestnuts of the wooden box stung her soft palms."To be able to marry you is the happiest thing in my life."