Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu insists on pampering me

Inside the cave.

Gong Xianyue has been walking for a long time, and now he has no strength.

She was the only woman in their group.

There are street lights on the stone wall in this cave. It seems that this is a tunnel that has been prepared long ago.

Everyone walked to a slightly empty place and began to sit down and rest.

Someone gave Yan Qi a bottle of water. He took a few sips and his eyes fell on Gong Xianyue.

Gong Xianyue sat silently beside him. She lost one of her shoes at some point, and the soles of her feet were covered in blood. She looked very scary.

A slight sneer flashed across Yan Qi's eyes, he twitched the corner of his mouth and threw away the mineral water.

Gong Xianyue was also a little thirsty, but she didn't take the initiative to ask for water, and just rested on the stone.

Yan Qi also wanted to rest for a while. They had been on the road for a long time, and now the cave was safe. No matter how much the police outside searched, they would not be able to find it in a short time.

After resting for ten minutes, everyone started to get up again.

Gong Xianyue heard someone talking to Yan Qi, probably in Burmese. She couldn't understand it, but Yan Qi could answer fluently.

After walking forward for another hour, Gong Xianyue could feel that it was going downhill all the time. This tunnel had existed for unknown years, and it probably ran through the entire mountain. It was estimated that it had been since Yan Qi washed the Baiyan family. From the beginning, he had already prepared an escape route for himself.

Otherwise, he would not have transferred all the Yan family's cash flow so quickly.

Gong Xianyue fell and skinned her knees.

Yan Qi pulled her wrist and she was forced to stand up.

She didn't know how long she had been walking, but she really felt like she couldn't walk anymore. Even if she followed her body's instinct, she couldn't walk anymore and almost fainted.

The man next to Yan Qi said something and pointed at Gong Xianyue.

Gong Xianyue could only see a slit in her eyes, but she could understand from this man's emotions what he wanted to say, which was probably to let Yan Qi leave her behind, saying that her existence was a hindrance.

Yan Qi hugged her up and moved on without saying anything.

Gong Xianyue struggled for a moment and heard him speak sarcastically.

"I really think it's not impossible for me to fuck you here."

She became honest in an instant, and the nauseating feeling came over her again, as if countless little bugs were crawling on her body.

The team reached the end and came to a river, and everyone started to get on the boat.

This river is an underground river that runs through the mountains. Even if there is a helicopter in the sky, the existence of this river cannot be discovered.

Gong Xianyue was thrown to the innermost position. When she heard the sound of water outside, her heart skipped a beat. Yan Qi's route was too secretive and the police would not be able to discover it in a short time.

She looked at Yan Qi. He was sitting aside with one leg bent. Although he looked embarrassed, his aura was still not low.

The man driving the boat said something to Yan Qi again. With a smile on his lips, he pulled Gong Jianyue over.

Before Gong Xianyue could react, he was pushed in front of another man, the man who spoke Burmese.

The man raised his eyebrows and had dark skin. He pinched Gong Xianyue's chest with one hand. He seemed to be very satisfied with what he pinched, and his eyes began to roam up and down her body.

Only then did Gong Yiyue realize that the man just now was asking Yan Qi for help.

It should also be said that Yan Qi was romantic and did not forget to take a woman with him on the way to escape.

Gong Xianyue said nothing, and the man's fingertips hooked in her neck, then came over to smell her, and spoke a few words in Burmese to Yan Qi.

One of Yan Qi's legs was still bent, the corners of his mouth curved, and he raised his hand to pull off her coat.

The coat on her body had been cut by branches, and now her fair skin was exposed.

Gong Xianyue subconsciously wanted to block it, but one of her wrists was still close to Yan Qi. As long as he pulled hard, her hands could not be closed, and the other hand was held by the man who spoke Burmese. The man pulled her like a lamb to the slaughter.

The Burmese man looked at everything in front of him and leaned down to kiss the fruit.

Gong Xianyue tilted her head, wishing she could plunge into the river right now. (End of chapter)