Although the Millet Spatholobus is a thousand-year-old tree, its branches are not thick, otherwise they would not be broken by An Yi.
Feng Qingchen refused to come down, probably because he judged that the tree could not bear the weight of two people.
Anyi quickly stood up carefully and hugged Feng Qingchen's thighs with both hands.
An Yi's outer robe was torn by a tree trunk, and the wound was bandaged. She was already half-clothed. Now she was hugging the man's legs tightly, and Feng Qingchen's face suddenly turned red.
Feng Qingchen shook her leg displeasedly and almost kicked An Yi down.
"Feng Shisan, you want to die!" An Yi was dodged by him, and he quickly hugged the tree trunk and raised his head and cursed.
Feng Qingchen said with a cold face: "Don't try to use any honey trap, I won't fall for it again! Just catch it honestly!"
An Yi was startled, and then realized that what he had just done was a bit inappropriate. After all, their current relationship was between their ex-husband and ex-wife, and the ex-husband had not remembered every detail of his marriage to her.
An Yi had no choice but to hug Feng Qingchen's calf with her hands and pull her body back as far as possible to avoid saying she was using a beauty trap again.
Feng Qingchen then turned around, glanced at the 20-meter-high cliff, ignored the fever on his face, and whispered: "Get it!"
Using two hands to grasp the calf, the grasp was naturally unstable, so An Yi had to quietly grab Feng Qingchen's robe again.
Feng Qingchen inserted a dagger into the mountain wall with one hand, fixing the position to fight against the increasing mountain wind. With the other hand, she grabbed the rope and spread the rope to her arm bit by bit. Climbing up.
Just when Feng Qingchen pulled An Yi up, An Yi's hands slipped and she quickly hugged Feng Qingchen's thigh tightly again.
The softness and warmth stuck to his thigh again. Feng Qingchen's expression became awkward. He instinctively kicked Anyi again, but at this moment, Anyi's feet had already left the chicken blood vine, and she instinctively died. He hugged Feng Qingchen's thigh tightly, getting closer and closer.
Feng Qingchen's whole body felt tight and uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but want to kick her feet again. The rope suddenly broke, and the two people fell vertically downwards into the lake.
An Yi had already seen hope, but she didn't expect that hope would turn into despair so quickly. She screamed and stretched out her hand to grab the chicken blood vine, but it was too late. The two of them instantly moved toward the twenty-meter-high Falling into the lake below.
An Yi jumped into the water before and felt the huge momentum of entering the water from the ten-meter springboard. She instinctively hugged Feng Qingchen's body tighter and hid her face in Feng Qingchen's body to avoid the flow of water. impact.
No matter what, save your face first. This man now despises her very much. If his face is disfigured again, he will definitely not care about her anymore!
"Let go, let go!" Feng Qingchen said with a stern face. The woman's warmth and touch made the empty place in his heart feel more and more lonely. The emptiness seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, giving him a desire to fill it.
An Yi was so angry that they might have died if they fell off the cliff, and this man wanted her to let go!
Before An Yi could let go, the two of them fell hard into the cold lake water.
The wound on An Yi's leg had just been scratched, and it had already opened again. As soon as he entered the water, the redness spread suddenly and the wound hurt.
Feng Qingchen was pressed into the lake by An Yi, and was about to push An Yi away impatiently. Looking at the blood-stained lake, a scene of him lying in the cold water, covered in blood, suddenly appeared in his mind. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com