Chapter 430 Geysers National Park 14
Just a short two minutes.
The original 40-degree water temperature was instantly heated to boiling!
Seeing the corpses lying in the hot spring and those who died in the lake, cold sweat broke out all over their backs.
As long as they are a step slower, it is what these people look like at the moment.
Fu An'an shuddered, feeling that she never wanted to soak in hot springs in her life.
But why does the hot spring water get hot so fast?
While everyone was busy escaping, she went upstream, squatting on the edge of the spring, hoping to find something in the hot spring that was billowing with white smoke.
Fu Yizhi followed and stood beside her, reaching out to grab the bathrobe to prevent her from falling off.
"See something?"
Fu Anan was so smoked by the steam and sulfur smell that she couldn't breathe, and coughed uncontrollably.
But the hard work paid off, and she really saw a faint red light under the water.
In the tumbling water, faintly, if there seems to be nothing.
"I saw!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was carried away.
well! Brother Fu!
Fu Anan was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to struggle, "Brother Fu, wait a minute, let me see clearly."
Fu Yizhi didn't stop because of her words, but said lightly,
Fu Yizhi said calmly, but at the moment his eyes were dark and his voice was a little hoarse.
Fu Anan always sees his own pants.
Ass is such a thing, why are you so old!
"No, no need, I will do it myself!"
She said as she snatched the medicine from Fu Yizhi's hand, and looked at him in horror.
Even if you don't regard yourself as the opposite sex, you can't pull your pants!
"If you don't come by yourself, who will come."
Fu Yizhi pinched the fabric of her shorts to wipe her hands, and her slender fingertips felt a subtle touch through the fabric.
Fu An'an didn't dare to move at this moment, not at all.
Even breathing suddenly stopped.
Fu Yizhi wiped off the sticky ointment on his finger, glanced at her,
"Go back to the room and wipe the rest by yourself."
I go!
Fu Anan rolled round with the ointment in her arms.
Back in the room, she was in a complicated mood.
Picking up the shorts that he had just changed, there was a small greasy lump on it, which was the ointment he had just rubbed on.
Is it okay to take a piece of paper?
She took a deep breath, found a new pair of fluffy trousers, and threw them away. Fortunately, the shorts were given as a gift when she bought a swimsuit.