Chapter 485

"Lying." Xu was cheated by metaphor once. Mo Jingxi didn't want to think about it. He directly said that Xiao Lu cheated people.

However, the other people in the car, but are all curious to see out.

Outside the window, there was a vast expanse of white.

Because of the snow, so, even if it is late at night, but also around a bright.

At least, the scenery within ten meters can be seen clearly.

It's just a pity that the scenery is white in addition to white.

Even sister said that this is the biggest snow she has seen in this year.

It's still a rare heavy snow in August.

And at this point, in mid air, there are really airplanes.

Helicopters.

"Jingxi, your brother is here." At the moment of seeing the helicopter, Yu SE's tense body suddenly relaxed and then relieved. Even if the plane has not landed, even if she has not seen Mo Jingyao, she knows that he is here.

It's just that she came so early, a whole day earlier than she expected.

The people in the car have got out of the car.

Yes, except for the metaphor, they all got off the bus.

Even Mo Jingxi got off the car excitedly and happily.

Although she is unstable, her consciousness and thinking are normal now.

The reason given by metaphor is that she is injured.

The helicopter stopped.

The cabin door opened and Mo Jingyao stepped out of the plane in a black driving suit.

He stood in the snow, one eye saw Mo Jing Xi, and then Mo Jing Xi directly rushed into his arms, "brother."

Brother and sister embrace each other tightly, and even feel Mo Jingxi in tears.

Mo Jingyao should not cry.

However, he must have never thought that they only set out for two days, Mo Jingxi can recognize him.

That's because the medicine she prescribed quickly removed the toxin in Mo Jingxi's body.

In fact, without Luo Wanyi's injection, Mo Jingxi would not be insane.

She sat in the car, looking at the happy appearance of all the cheers, the corners of her lips also aroused a shallow smile.

It's just one day, and they're so lucky.

However, she also knew that their luck came from Mo Jingyao.

Mo Jingyao can come at such a fast time. If she guesses right, he should have set out at dawn this morning.

First the plane, then the car, and then it must be on the road to know that they are missing.

Then the helicopter was temporarily deployed.

Mo Jingyao looks so handsome flying.

Looking at him through the window, his eyes were moist.

Suddenly, the man released the ink Jing Xi in his arms.

Then the long legs came slowly towards her.

Step by step, calm and down-to-earth, the sound of "creaking and creaking" on the snow seems like music, which flows to the ear drum of metaphor, which is the most beautiful.

Mo Jingyao really came towards her.

Behind him, is the white snow, is stopped in this resembles the ancient mountain giant, and he is like a medieval fairy tale prince like a God's residence, with a dream to her.

The door opens.

I don't even have breath.

"Little color." Yu se heard the long lost low voice. The voice was so familiar that it seemed to have penetrated into her soul.

As if, they have been separated for thousands of years, and then he finally walked back to her world.

But it was clear that he had sent her to the airport yesterday morning and watched her leave.

Only two days, but as long as a century.

She thought that she was forgotten by the world, but he suddenly appeared from the sky, he would take her away and go to a warm place with delicious food.

As long as he comes, there will be no more suffering.

As long as he came, she would never have to walk alone through every minute.

He was the only one she could trust and rely on.

Mo Jingyao's big palm lightly hugs, metaphorical color leans to his chest.

There was a chill, but she felt only warmth.

It's warm.

"Little color, I'm here. It's OK. It's OK." The man's big hand clapped on her back, once and for a while, it was all soothing.

So, when I saw him, I had calmed down my heart, and now I only had Enron.

Her small face in his arms gently rubbed, nose tip acid, "how did you come?"

"Originally wanted to accompany you and Jingxi together, but there are some things that can't be put aside." Because I couldn't put it down, it was a day late. I didn't expect that this little woman would cause trouble.

How dare you come to such a desolate place.In fact, the more beautiful the place, the more dangerous.

Like poppy, the more beautiful the flower, the more poisonous.

"Mo Jingyao, thank you for coming." The head melon of metaphor color rubbed in Mo Jingyao's arms again, and then, the whole soft person leaned over and said nothing again.

"Little color..."

But after this call, only the girl's soft breath in his arms.

"Little color..." Mo Jingyao called again, and then intuitively told him something was wrong.

Even if you are happy to see him, you will not lose your voice.

He had called her twice, but she didn't respond at all.

Thinking of more than a dozen people behind him looking at his direction, Mo Jingyao carefully bent over and held up the metaphor.

When the girl a small face lying to his arm, Mo Jingyao directly muddled.

How sleepy is this girl?

When I saw him, I fell asleep in his arms because I relaxed.

Thinking of Mo San reporting that she was injured, he was not willing to wake her up after all, holding her stride to the helicopter.

Behind him, the party has quickly divided into two teams.

A team followed Mo Jingyao on the plane.

The other team, led by Mexico four, stood by and waited for the helicopter to come back again.

When Yu se fell asleep, he fell asleep in Mo Jingyao's arms.

All the people in the plane, except Mo Jingxi, were in the atmosphere and did not dare to go out.

I dare not even move.

I dare not look at Mo Jingyao who is holding metaphor.

And Mo Shao is the face is not red heart do not jump continue to hold a small woman in the arms.

It's only been two days since we separated. This little guy's heroic deeds are about to shatter his ears.

But what's more, they're scared.

In the face of 43 masked people in 18 motorcycles, she was able to calmly face the situation and lead eight people to retreat.

And now, she's taken ten people through the day.

"Brother." Mo Jingxi, who is not afraid of death, comes up and sits next to Mo Jingyao.

Mo Jing Xi this one, let Mo Jingyao finally from boundless hindrance to return to God, "eh?"

He was afraid because of metaphor. He was afraid to lose her. Losing her would be his life.

She's gone, he thought, and he won't be