Being His Little Fox

In his eyes, there was panic and fear, and the lips were trembling.

Song Yi's heart shook in an instant.

In the wilderness, he suddenly showed this expression, and Song Yi had just been frightened by the mobile phone.

Now my heart is panicking, my mind buzzes instantly, as if it is tightly covered by a woven net of heaven and earth, and the net is tightening step by step.

Song Yi tightened slightly, watching Jiang Jiayou take a few deep breaths.

She forced herself to calm down: "What's the matter?"

The voices are all on a parallel line, a pair of fox eyes, calm and terrifying.

Jiang Jiayou sat back and leaned back: "It seems to have hit something...but there is nothing in front of me, and the car can't move."

He unfastened his seat belt, and Song Yi watched his hands shaking.

The sun still hangs high, but the trees here are dense, the leaves are too thick, and the sun can only penetrate some of it. Although it is daytime, the shade of the trees is so green, so illuminated by the sun, the whole place seems to be green.

Jiang Jiayou moved from the driving seat to the back seat.

He was sitting next to Song Yi, his voice trembling: "I think this place is a little bit evil, the first time I opened the wrong way."

Song Yi gritted his teeth.

He took a deep breath: "So what? You just come here to sit?"

People's subconscious mind is afraid of death and the unknown.

A man, it's like this.

Song Yi closed his eyes.

She was also afraid and panicked in her heart, especially when the recent incident happened one after another, and the nerves of the people who were forced to collapse.

Jiang Jiayou: "I'll call someone to come over."

He took out his cell phone and found no signal.

"What about this?"

"Get out of the car and have a look."

Jiang Jiayou frowned: "However, we don't know what is under the car. It would be very dangerous to go on like this."

Song Yi glanced at him coldly, and then his red lips were slightly raised, with a sneer arc: "The cringing looks as if the overall situation is more important, but it is actually counseling."

"Are you sitting on the car and waiting to die? When it gets dark and no one can come, who knows what's in this forest?"

The last time she returned to the jungle, she almost died, and the biggest gain was Tang Si.

This time, she didn't know what she would face again.

Waiting for death has never been her way.

If no one is saved, you have to save yourself.

Jiang Jiayou saw Song Yi about to open the door: "Don't you..."

Song Yi turned his head and looked at Jiang Jiayou with cold and charming eyes: "Then you go?"

Jiang Jiayou listened to the words and let go of Song Yi's hand little by little.

Song Yi Leng.

What a **** man.

The men she had met, except Tang Si, were basically awkward, and they were afraid of things to different degrees.

People in the market are afraid that they won't be able to make money, so they dare not make decisions.

People in the entertainment industry are afraid that they will not be famous, and they are careful to safeguard their lives.

People in life are even more afraid of this and that.

There are also short-tempered people who are not afraid of looking at the sky, but in fact they will really be shocked.

Maybe Tang Si really has nothing.

But he was full of guts, and he was alone wherever he went, as if he could stand alone against thousands of troops.

People like Tang Si are really not afraid.

He is not even afraid of death.

Song Yi's heart was very heavy. The man she liked, the man she fancy at a glance, was very good, very good, and deserved attention, but he didn't think so.

He always underestimates himself and puts himself in the lowest position.

Song Yi bit her lip and pulled the door to get out of the car.

Now, she always looks up to him. He is not only a boyfriend, but also a role model for her. He has courage, strength and courage.

Get off the car, this is a muddy ground with dry grass on the ground.

The jungle is very quiet, and there are only the sound of the wind blowing grass and leaves, the rustling rustling, and the singing of the birds.

The wind did not know from which direction it was blowing, and it brought Song Yi's hair up, and it also brought a bit of cold to the bone.

Obviously, the temperature is very high today.

Song Yi wrapped her sports jacket tightly and walked slowly towards the front of the car...

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