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After saying that, I carried Miss Ita Finley up, and after the speed of the car slowed down a bit due to the rugged road surface, I jumped down.

After a few quick rolls, he stopped.

It was windy and a little cold.

Ita Finley took off the clothes on top of her head, the rain was still dripping down, I was suddenly shocked: What kind of painting is this! Her long, golden hair was moist and slightly bent, but it couldn't hide the fragrance that exuded from her hair. Her smooth, white face was especially enchanting in the light of the raindrops, and because of the close proximity, I could even make out the sparkling water droplets on her eyebrows. Her clothes were already soaked by the rain, and her concave figure was full of ups and downs. The baptism of the rain made her clothes stick tightly to her body. The convexity of her body pushed the sex appeal of a white beauty to the limit.

I blushed slightly and consciously looked away. "It's safe," I said. "Now."

I don't dare to look at Miss Ita Finley anymore.

Ita Finley frowned and asked: "Master, then, then what should we do now?"

I said, "I will think of a way to contact the Bureau and the Ministry of Public Security."

Even though she said that, she didn't know how to contact him.

I pulled out my cell phone and hit the power button, but nothing happened. It seems like this phone has really been scrapped!

I asked Ita Finley, "Did you bring your phone with you?"

Ita Finley was startled, she took out an exquisite female phone from her pocket.

As soon as I saw it, I knew what was wrong. Ita Finley's phone was dripping water, so it probably couldn't be used anymore.

Sure enough, Ita Finley's phone had malfunctioned due to the water flowing through the keyboard, causing it to be unable to operate. I quickly dug out the battery and set it on a rock to dry. I know that if the phone hadn't burned down the motherboard, it could still be used after drying. I prayed repeatedly in my heart that there would be a miracle.

Ita Finley stretched out her hand to tweak the wet hair on her head, and said: "Master, could it be that we will always be staying in this cave?"

I replied, "Let's avoid the rain first." We'd better not act rashly until we have ensured the safety of the outside world. Based on today's situation, your current situation is extremely dangerous. The best way is to contact the Bureau and the Ministry of Public Security and bring you to the National Hotel. The situation is a little grim, and I think the outlaws have already planned it, and there's probably an insider inside of us. It looks like the matter has become complicated! "

Ita Finley's face was gloomy.

However, she suddenly let out an "ah", pointed at my arm and said, "Master, your arm …. Your arm is bleeding. "

I was stunned for a moment. The pain in my right arm was still obvious. I looked down and sure enough, a smear of red stained my white shirt.

Actually, I felt pain just now, but I didn't expect to bleed so much. Thinking back to those hair-raising actions, I still felt a lingering fear. The blood was still seeping out. I used my left hand to cover it for a bit and painfully said, "It's fine. I'll just graze it a little."

"Miss Ita Finley reached out a hand and lightly touched the wound. Master, this, this, this is all because of me, I implicated you. I shouldn't have asked to climb the mountain. Master, quickly bandage it up. " After Ita Finley finished speaking, she quickly stood up, and after looking around, her face was full of disappointment and anxiety.

What is there to bandage here?

Miss Ita Finley replied anxiously, "Master, Master, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. Look at all the wounds on your body, I'm safe and sound. In order to prevent me from getting hurt, you protected me with your body when you got off the car. I, I feel very guilty, really very guilty. "Now that you're bleeding and I can't think of any way to bandage your wounds …"

Her voice was full of remorse, and tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Her tears surprised me, and I knew she might have been moved. She was born in a wealthy family and her father was the ruler of the country. Her identity was already destined to make her extraordinary. But she was a sentimental girl, she was actually moved by a Chinese Security.

I comforted her, "Miss Ita Finley, don't worry about me, I am really alright. Besides, this is what I should do. Since the organization has assigned me to be your guard, I must ensure your safety at all costs. Actually, the one who should blame himself is me. I was too careless, causing these bastards to take advantage of the situation, which caused you to fall into such an awkward situation. Don't worry, we will quickly investigate into the background of those people. Whether it's the Talia's tissue who snuck in, or the stubborn people in our country, we will do our best to ensure your safety in China. "

Ita Finley bit her lips and knelt down with tears in her eyes, looking at my wound and frowning.

"Master, when we go back, I will definitely report this to your leader and give you a reward for memorizing my skills!" Ita Finley grabbed my arm and said excitedly.

I smiled. "It's nothing." Just a little blood. "It's good that you did it."

Ita Finley was startled, then she stood up again, hesitating.

Then, she began to tear off the clothes on her body!

However, no matter how much she tore, it was of no use. Her clothes were made of high-grade material and were extremely sturdy.

Of course I knew what she was trying to do, so I hastily shouted, "Miss Ita Finley, no, don't do this!"

However, Ita Finley ignored my obstruction and continued to tear away at it. She turned her back to me and extended her hand under her clothes …

Chi chi chi …

The sound of clothes being torn!

Then, Ita Finley turned around with a piece of white cloth in her hand.

"That's the only way!" Ita Finley squatted down, her face slightly flushed.

I stood there for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Ita Finley took out the piece of cloth and started to bandage my wound. I just stared at the piece of white cloth in Miss Ita Finley's hand. Of course I know what this cloth means and where it comes from.

It was something that Miss Ita Finley had ripped off her bra!

I don't know why, but at this moment, my eyes moistened.

I looked deeply at this beautiful and kind president, and my heart was filled with emotion. How could I, Zhao Long, receive such kindness from Miss Ita Finley? It was a small, torn, shapeless piece of white cloth, still wet from the rain, and it felt warm to me. Nothing in my life could be more valuable than this piece of cloth.

The next scene shocked me even more: Miss Ita Finley lightly bent her head down, and brought her mouth close to my wound …

"Miss Ita Finley, no, don't do this!" I called out to stop her, but it was too late. Her lips were already in the wound in my arm.

She … You actually want to use your mouth to clean my wound!

At this moment, I feel extremely conflicted!

The daughter of a president, a princess of a country, sucking wounds for an ordinary security guard!

If it wasn't personal experience, who would believe it?

There was a chill in my arm, and I could no longer feel the pain. The pain had long been washed away by a powerful feeling.

A few minutes later, the bandage was finished.

I looked at the white cloth wrapped around my arm. There was a special scent on it. I looked up at Miss Ita Finley, who was looking at me shyly.

Thousands of words flashed through his mind, but he didn't know how to begin. I only said it in a deep voice, "Thank you, Miss Ita Finley."

Ita Finley smiled slightly and said: "Try to not to move your arm as much as possible. After you go back, disinfected it and bandaged it again."

I nodded.

Ita Finley stood up and clasped her hands together, hugging her chest and pressing her back against the wall, as if she was praying.

I wonder when the rain will stop. But time passed by, minute by minute.

The dampness of our bodies, combined with the cooling in the rain, made us feel a great chill.

Ita Finley's body began to tremble, her arms were tightly held together, and the corners of her mouth started emitting a 'hiss' chill.

I felt a pang of pity, but there was nothing I could do.

In this sort of situation, rather than two people being cold at the same time, it would be better to be cold on my own. So I took off my jacket again and draped it over Ita Finley. Ita Finley didn't allow her to say anything. After mutually declining two or three times, Ita Finley still accepted my good intentions.

However, to be honest, their clothes were all wet. No matter how many layers they wore, it would all be for nothing. The cold at the beginning of autumn and winter was the most bone-piercing, especially when it rained.

I shivered from the cold, and Ita Finley rubbed her hands together.