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

Why does it hurt when you step on the ground with your feet in order?

She reached out and touched her ankle in confusion. Where are her shoes?

Where are the shoes?
She was a little dazed and couldn't remember what she did last night.

The memory seems to be formatted and deleted by someone, there is a blank.

If she thinks about it again, her head will hurt violently, as if it is a warning from her body, if she thinks about it again, there will be consequences that she cannot bear.

Once Pandora's box is opened, it is easy to release the demon, but in the end it will lock the hope in the innermost, never see the light of day.

Lu Qiao instinctively resisted thinking about those things that she couldn't remember.

She pressed her forehead and had no choice but to give up.

The top priority now is how to escape from this deserted island. Other things, no matter what they are, can be put aside for the time being.

Lu Qiao pursed her lips, bent over and carefully cleaned the sand off her feet, thinking about something.

Across the door, someone was thinking the same thing as her, but she still didn't want the other party to know...

They are close at hand, but their hearts are far apart. It seems very close, but it is a distance that cannot be crossed in a lifetime.

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Nine days, they have now been trapped on this deserted island for a full nine days.

The compressed biscuits and mineral water taken from the plane have all been consumed, and they are now out of ammunition and food.

This deserted island is far away from the land and surrounded by the vast ocean. They are isolated from the world here, as if they were abandoned by the whole world. In fact, it is no different.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and it rained heavily on the island again.

Lu Qiao was delicate, delicate and frail, and fell ill after being exposed to the rain and the cold wind.

He developed a high fever, so hot that he didn't even want to move a finger.

The burning was almost unconscious, as if a furnace had been ignited in the body, and the skin was hot to the touch.

Huo Yan changed her cold towel many times, used the only bottle of wine on the plane, wiped her palms and soles, and did all the physical cooling that could be done, but nothing improved.

If she is allowed to burn like this, something will probably happen.

A feeling of irritability suddenly appeared between Huo Yan's brows, and he couldn't put it into words.

Seeing Lu Qiao's flushed face, he stood up abruptly.

Before coming here, he had a certain understanding of this deserted island. He knew that there were several kinds of herbs growing on this island, which could be used to reduce Lu Qiao's fever.

But at that time, he was just trying to understand it in a hurry, and didn't take a closer look at where the herbs grow, so now he can only look for it by luck.

After tucking Lu Qiao into her clothes to protect her from the cold, he whispered, "I'll go find some herbs for you, I won't go too far, and I'll be back in an hour at most."

Lu Qiao was so dazed that he couldn't hear what he said at all. After he finished speaking, he didn't get any response, so he turned around and left.

In the wooden house, Lu Qiao turned over with difficulty, curled up his body as much as possible, still shivering from the cold.

In the two heavens of ice and fire, she was extremely uncomfortable, and groaned in pain. She rubbed the pillow made of Huo Yan's clothes, and the refreshing mint smell made her unconsciously say, "Huo Yan, I'm uncomfortable... ..."

Tears slipped silently down his temples.

Pulled by a pair of big hands, she fell into a nightmare from which she could not escape.