The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 1045 Jiang Ting, I Like You

The heat wave in the air is visible to the naked eye, with layers of ripples.

The sweat of the two of them lay down their cheeks, and the hot air in front of their eyes wet their eyelashes.

Song Mei lowered her head, the sand under her feet was boiling hot, her entire instep seemed to be scorching, and there was nowhere to rest her feet.

"Regret?" Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows.

"No." Song Mei continued to walk forward.

After walking less than five meters, she stopped. She, who has never been able to live without a comfortable air-conditioned car, almost fainted.

The high temperature and heat wave hit, even though I applied a thick layer of sunscreen in the morning, it didn't help, and my whole body even started to itch.

Jiang Ting came over, bent down and picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the direction of her return.

"Put me down." Song Mei beat his chest with a sour nose.

Leng Bingbing rejected her without leaving any room, and just when she was determined to give up on him, he came to her from hundreds of kilometers away to help her drive away those hooligans and rekindled her broken heart.

She was moved and threw herself into her arms, but he didn't want to touch her with a single hair. He ran into the desert in anger to fight against him, but he chased after him patiently.

Now I'm still hugged by a princess!

Or let her give up completely, why give her a slap and then feed her sweet dates?
The more Song Mei thought about it, the more wronged she became, she struggled to jump out of his arms, and walked forward quickly.

"Song Mei." Jiang Ting called her in a low voice.

Indifferent.

"Song Mei!" Jiang Ting raised his voice, accidentally saw the desert in front of her, his face changed slightly, "Stop, stop!"

Song Mei paused, her whole body sank suddenly, as if she had fallen into the water, but there was indeed real sand underneath.

quicksand!

In the blink of an eye, the entire thigh sank.

Jiang Ting rushed forward with a stride, his voice trembling slightly, and calmly stretched out his hand to her, "Give me your hand!"

"Jiang Ting..."

The scorching heat dissipated in an instant, and Song Mei broke out in a cold sweat. She held his hand tightly, but found that he was also sinking.

"Leave me alone!" Song Mei was so frightened that she shed tears immediately, anxious and frightened, "Go quickly, back quickly!"

"It's late." Jiang Ting calmed down and pulled her up firmly, regardless of the signs of his own sinking, his heart was tied to her body, and his sweat was soaked in the sand.

"Don't struggle, lean back, try to float on top, spread your limbs..." Jiang Ting's voice sounded surprisingly calm, even though the quicksand had already reached his chest, "Leaned gently against the hard place, wriggling Climb out."

Song Mei wept silently, rolled out following his orders, held his hand tightly, and cried uncontrollably, "Jiang Ting, I like you..."

"Don't talk about it." Jiang Ting pulled her up with force, but he sank heavily.

He had to hold his head up, quicksand on his neck.Looking at the blue sky, I suddenly felt that there was no regret in just being buried below.

Song Mei climbed out of most of her body, vaguely saw a figure, and hurriedly shouted, "Help—quicksand!"

The old man ran over quickly just now, went to the tree and broke off a branch, and handed it to Jiang Ting from a distance, "Quick! Pull the stick!"

Seeing the hope and love in Song Mei's eyes, Jiang Ting was stunned for a second, and suddenly something flashed in his heart.

That feeling was too strange, and before he had time to think, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the rough branch.

Meeting her eyes like that, he suddenly... wanted to live.

Far from the quicksand pit, all three of them were exhausted.

The old man sat on the ground panting heavily, "Oh, my old bones are about to fall apart..."

(End of this chapter)