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On the contrary, it was Ling Feiyi, who made a "click".

He raised his hand and took the dislocated arm back in one fell swoop. It looks light and breezy, and there is nothing unusual at all.

"Lie to you, disappointed?"

Ling Feiyi smiled evilly, put his arm on her shoulder casually, and looked at the light rain outside: "It's raining, Brother Chen will come to you soon." ”

Xia Yimo took his arm down, grimaced his little face, and analyzed seriously: "You wait for me here, I'll go find some dead leaves and small branches." ”

"It's raining and it's dangerous to walk at night. Mu Jingchen and the others will soon find out that we are not there, and if you light a fire, you can find it faster. ”

When he had finished speaking, he ran under the big tree and looked for the little branches.

Ling Feiyi dragged behind her, glanced at his hand, and smiled at the corner of his lips.

He is abroad and participates in various camping activities.

It's just a small accident, and it's not an accident at all.

If it were just him, even if he dislocated his arm, he would be able to go back. But with a girl by his side, he couldn't carry or hug her, so he could only wait with her.

Wait for the person she wants to see to come and find her.

Not for a while.

The bonfire was lit, and the flames grew louder and brighter.

Worried that Ling Feiyi's arm would be abolished, Xia Yimo completely treated him as a national treasure, and he took a lighter by himself, little by little, and lit a small fire.

The fair-skinned little face, at some point, rubbed a few smears of black and was smeared into a small flower face.

Ling Feiyi couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed: "Momo, are you here to be funny?" ”

Xia Yimo blinked, "Why in such a tense and serious environment, you can still smile like this, is it funny?" ”

"It's not funny," Ling Feiyi handsomely bent one knee and teased, "You're funny." ”

Xia Yimo wiped her little face again.

When I looked down and saw my little black hands, I immediately thought of my little face......

"Laugh one, you're only left with white teeth now."

Ling Feiyi hahahaha, laughing wantonly.

At the end of the laugh, Xia Yimo was not nervous at all, and also showed a row of small white teeth.

"Momo-"

"Fei Yi—"

I don't know how long it took, Mu Jingchen's voice sounded from the hillside.

Like a small rocket, Xia Yimo ran out quickly and shouted at him: "Mu Jingchen, we are below!" ”

"Below—"

Mu Jingchen's figure, which was about to leave, suddenly stopped.

He took a flashlight and shone it down the steep hill.

shook it, and soon it was seen that a dirty little flower face, like a refugee who had been away from home for half a month, waved at him happily.

- His wife.

Next to the "refugee" stood a young man with crumpled clothes and messy hair.

- His cousin.

One is a road idiot who is thrown into the mountains and can't run out for the rest of his life;

One is a little bastard who was thrown into the wild and starved to death for ten days and half a month.

Can he throw it all together?

Mu Jingchen soon came to Xia Yimo's side.

Pulled her into his arms, wiped her little face with clean clothes, and was super disgusted: "With Ling Feiyi, what are you still doing?" Camping and making fires, he is much more skilled than you. ”

Xia Yimo: "He dislocated his arm. ”

Ling Feiyi nodded to himself: "The national treasure-level treatment of the sick number." ”

Mu Jingchen kicked over: "Shameless, even if you have a broken leg, you can still make a fire, and you can still go back in such a simple place, and support her." ”

Ling Feiyi: "I patronized hahahaha and laughed." ”

"It's so much fun for girls to get serious."

Xia Yimo, give Mu Jingchen a look: "......" can you help me kick me?

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