Being His Little Fox

Chapter 107: Lying in his arms, weeping silently

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Song Yi trembled all over.

The voice of "I am here" was covered by the sound of rain and was too weak.

His voice was trembling, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Well"

she hurts, really hurts

The pain was so painful that the nerves all over my body were going to be numb, and the pain was so painful that I was about to lose my grip and fall.

"Zhan Qinxi, right? The field training is temporarily suspended, and the other two groups have withdrawn. You have to go back with us."

"Song Yi isn't here?"

Zhan Qinxi was stunned: "I didn't see it, I told her to wait for me here just now, and she disappeared when I came back."

"Which boy is that?"

"Come on, take him away together, and see if it's the missing one?"

"Song Yi's location shows that it is in this area, you go back with the car first, Song Yi, let's look for it."

Song Yi heard the conversation above, but couldn't make too much noise.

I have to pray in my heart, don't go, you don't go

Above, Zhan Qinxi and the photographer were taken away, and he and the other two groups retreated safely.

When Zhan Qinxi was walking towards the car, a tall man in a raincoat walked up to him.

I couldn't see his face clearly, but Zhan Qinxi could feel that his face was not pretty, it was heavy.

The man raised his eyes slowly.

Looking at Zhan Qinxi.

He has a good skin, as if he was born with an attractive and special temperament.

Zhan Qinxi was taken aback, this is Instructor Tang.

Didn't Captain Huang say that Instructor Tang had something to leave

Tang Si glanced at him and averted his gaze.

For some reason, Zhan Qinxi felt a chill down his spine when he gave him a faint look.

This was the first time he felt that the eyes also had a strong aura.

"Did anyone find it?" Tang Si walked up to those people and asked in a cold voice.

"Not yet."

When Song Yi heard this voice, her heart trembled again.

"Tang Si." Song Yi shouted hard.

The rain was still heavy, pattering on the raincoat. Tang Si frowned when he heard the news.

He took a quick step and walked towards the bushes in the other direction.

Seeing the traces of being trampled on, I reached a small slope all the way.

Tang Si's heart tightened, and his face was cold: "Give me the rope."

It was handed over immediately.

Tang Si quickly fixed the rope to a big tree, and fixed the other end to himself.

In an instant, it went down to the small slope cleanly.

When Song Yi was dying and was about to lose his grip, someone came down from above.

"Song Yi?!" Beside the tree trunk on the slope, she was very embarrassed, the woman curled up, blood dripped down her cheeks.

His body was covered in blood and mud, and his whole body was wet. His snow-white skin was extremely dirty at the moment. On his arms and face, where the skin could be seen was almost intact.

That hand was still holding on to some sharp weeds, and the blood was still oozing out.

Tang Si's heart suddenly stagnated, and the dull pain spread to his limbs, making him feel that his legs were as heavy as lead.

With trembling hands, he almost lost his grip on the rope.

He descended quickly, Song Yi looked at him tremblingly, and descended like a god to save her.

She felt her waist being hooked and hugged into her arms.

Her whole head was buried in his arms, not daring to move or speak.

His eyes are so scary, and his aura is also very cold, not like him at all.

When Tang Si rescued Song Yi, everyone wanted to come and pick him up.

"Get out of the way!" Tang Si said in a deep voice.

He gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were red.

Cold and irritable, but the movement of holding her was extremely cautious.

Her hands drooped feebly, and the rain slapped, and the blood-stained rain fell to the ground.

Song Yi leaned against Tang Si's chest, her face was pale and weak, and she seemed to faint every moment.

"Well"

She hummed softly, so weak that it was almost inaudible, it was she who groaned while enduring the pain.

She moved her head slightly, and buried her face hard in his chest.

"Woo"

This time, it was a muffled cry, and the delicate woman in her arms was sobbing, without saying a word, just crying.