Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 147 Spinning Dream II (7)

"It doesn't matter if I'm alone, it's better if I don't come back." Minghua murmured, not knowing who to listen to.

She lived as usual, a boring and boring life, which lasted for two days.

On the night of the third day, the hot and dry weather finally ushered in the coolness, the wind was strong, and the rain was pouring down like pours, and the patter was endless.

Not only that, but when it was almost late at night, there was thunder and lightning, and the rumbling sound seemed to explode in my ears. The startled Ming Hua couldn't sleep at all, hugging the quilt, tossing and turning on the bed.

In fact, it was just talking, but she was still a little scared. In the middle of the night, she turned on the light and lay alone, trying to divert her attention.

At this moment, there was a sudden click at the door, which was then submerged in the sound of the pattering rain.

Ming Hua bounced up from the bed vigilantly, and walked cautiously to the door, seeing the person outside turn the handle.

The wind on a rainy night opened with the door, rushing into the hut, Ming Hua stared at the man standing at the door, he was still dressed in black, completely drenched by the rain, a chilly air trickled down the dripping water from his clothes. come out.

Ah Jin's hair was also drenched, fitting her fair to glowing cheeks, her facial features were three-dimensional and delicate, her pupils seemed to be soaked in water, rippling with blue waves.

If it weren't for the long and narrow scar on his face that was so annoying, Ming Hua would have wanted to ask, "Who are you, handsome guy?"

"You, what's wrong with you?" Ming Hua stepped forward subconsciously, trying to support him.

A Jin pursed her lips tightly, her footsteps were flimsy, her eyes wandered and she took two steps forward, and suddenly fell on Ming Hua.

Ming Hua felt a heavy force pressing on her body. Fortunately, she supported the wall in time to prevent her from falling together.

She gritted her teeth, and finally moved the drenched A Jin from the door to the bed.

"Huhu...he died again." Ming Hua muttered, then turned around and went back to close the door.

However, just when she was about to close the door, she turned around and glanced at Ajin with some hesitation. He was still lying on the bed. Isn't now the best chance for her to escape?

Her hand held the cold handle, which was the same as the feeling of hugging A Jin just now, it was bitingly cold.

It's raining so much outside, she will definitely get wet when she goes out, Ah Jin didn't do anything to herself, it doesn't seem good to leave him here alone, I heard from others that getting wet and having a fever can easily burn out the brain. So poor and white, what should I do if I become a fool again?
If nothing else works, can't we just go out on our own after he no longer has a fever?

... Ming Hua thought of a bunch of excuses, and finally convinced herself.

She closed the door again and stood beside the bed. Although she had already thought about what to do next in her head, she was still a little hesitant.

The first thing to do is to drag off the wet suit on his body.

Ming Hua took a deep breath, picked up the small bench, and wanted to try to see if she could wake up the fainted A Jin.

"Hey, wake up." She shook her body.

Ah Jin's face remained motionless, as quiet as a Sleeping Beauty.

"Hey! There's a discount in the supermarket downstairs!"

"..."

Ming Hua was suddenly amused by herself, seeing that she couldn't wake up the other party, she had better do it by herself, as if she were peeling a radish.

Tremblingly, she pulled down the coat on Ah Jin's body, and while taking off her clothes humbly, she muttered, "It's not a loss for you... Didn't you take off my clothes last time, we're even... who I don't owe anyone...well, probably..."

(End of this chapter)