Madam Dihao is not good

The water gradually submerged to the bottom of Bai Yunshang's nose.

Bai Yunshang breathed a damp smell.

She took a deep breath suddenly, submerged in the water, opened her eyes in the water, leaned on the wall and approached the window step by step.

The moment the plug was opened, sea water rushed in, Bai Yunshang was hugged by the figure and brought to the surface.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." [

Bai Yunshang coughed violently, and saw Mo Liuyuan, Butler He, and a bodyguard sitting on the small speedboat.The bodyguard immediately helped his companion and fished Bai Yunshang onto the speedboat.

Mo Liuyuan's eyes were empty, and he held her hand tightly: "How are you?"

"fine."

Mo Liuyuan tugged hard and pulled her into his arms: "Honey, I'm sorry...I'm late."

At this moment, an unprecedented grievance rushed to her chest, her eyes mist, sad, sad, painful, and more tiredness swept by like a tidal wave.

Not Sikong Zeye, not you, not...

Six years ago, Mo Liuyuan was the one who picked her up in the sea, and he gave her a third life.

She should have died a long time ago, it wasn't Mo Liuyuan, she didn't know how many times she died.

Why does she always heal in the blink of an eye, forget the pain from her scars, and forget Mo Liuyuan's life-saving grace...

Her tears stayed on his chest, hot, his body and hair were already wet by the rain.

The typhoon has already started to blow, and the waves are huge. Steward He watched the tsunami caused by the typhoon hit behind him, and shouted: "There is no time to delay, let's go!"

"Boom", the speedboat on the sea is like a bumpy leaf, so fragile.

Not long after the speedboat rushed a certain distance, the water house just now was smashed to pieces by the rolling waves.