Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

After walking out of the tent, Lu Qiao kept looking normal, as if nothing had happened.

However, when she reached an empty space, she stopped, squatted down slowly, hugged herself tightly, facing the air, and her eyes were red silently.

It's not that she didn't feel it. The lightness she showed in front of Huo Yan was the result of her best efforts.

It was really difficult to stay with him, and his emotions were on the verge of breaking out at any time. Lu Qiao mobilized all the energy in his body so as not to lose his composure.

Now, the confrontation is over for the time being, and this time it can be uncovered so smoothly, but it may not be so lucky every time in the future.

Injury to the bones, or directly smashed to pieces...

Lu Qiao panted heavily, those wounds were mercilessly torn open again, the wind was blowing through the wounds, exposed to the air, bloody and bloody.

Not just pain, but embarrassment and embarrassment.

The eye sockets were dry and aching, and Lu Qiao wanted to cry.

However, the tears seemed to have dried up, and she found that she couldn't cry anymore.

My heart was blocked, I panicked, I couldn't breathe, it was extremely uncomfortable.

She didn't know how many times she asked herself why she was sorry for Huo Yan.

Why did he have to drag her to hell?

Just refuse to let her go?
Lu Qiao covered his ears and roared unconsciously.

She remembered the weird dream she had before.

Killing Huo Yan may not be just a dream. If Huo Yan continues to press her every step of the way, she may really lose control of herself and impulsively kill Huo Yan.

Fortunately, she still has her senses, she panted heavily, and forced herself to calm down.

Lu Qiao restrained himself, not daring to let himself take the last line of morality.

The bitter winter wind was blowing more and more urgently, scraping people's faces like knives, mixed with desperate cries, and the smell of blood. It was the deepest memory left before the end of this winter.

More than ten days later, the snow began to melt, and the outside support troops quickly cleared the winding mountain road, quickly entered Jufu Mountain, and began to rescue.

Lu Qiao was rescued together with other victims, and Huo Yan accompanied Lu Qiao.

The joy of being rescued made Lu Qiao tolerate Huo Yan, and drove across the road of death that nearly cost her her life.

I finally saw the sky outside, and what I smelled was no longer the air mixed with dust and blood.

With fresh air, clear blue sky, and family members standing not far away, Lu Qiao has never felt that being alive is so wonderful.

Although Xiao was teary-eyed, he stood in the distance, as if he couldn't believe it, and stared at her with wide eyes, but he didn't dare to run over, for fear that this was a dream, and he would wake up from the dream when he ran over.

Lu Qiao pulled the corner of her mouth and stood up, saying softly, "Suibao, mom is back."

She squatted down, opened her arms, and waited for Xiao Zi to run over.

There was a buzzing in his ears, and Xiao Although's figure gradually turned from clear to blurred, and a large black spot appeared in front of his eyes, and he turned his body away, otherwise he would be unknown.

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The hospital is so quiet that even the sound of water dripping from the bottle can be heard clearly.

"The patient received some strong mental stimulation, coupled with poor rest, did not do a good job of psychological counseling, the spirit has been tense, resulting in excessive fatigue..."

Huo Yan sat up from the hospital bed, listening to the doctor explaining Lu Qiao's situation to him.

The hands that had been tightly clenched were only now relaxed.

God knows what it was like when he saw Lu Qiao collapsed.