Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Mu Yufan stopped the car.

The people in the two cars in front of and behind got down.

He also suspected that Cheng Yi was pretending.

But her pale face, nervous look, anxious and embarrassed look did shake him.

More importantly, he wants to be better to Cheng Yi in the bottom of his heart.

Let her fall in love with herself.

Therefore, be generous and considerate.

He thought, Yang Xiao has nothing, just with tenderness and patience.

Cheng Yi bit her teeth and said, "I can't stand it."

Look around, not to mention the toilet, not even a shelter.

What should I do?

Mu Yufan snorted coldly and called a female bodyguard named ah Qing.

He opened the handcuffs and put them on ah Qing's hand.

"Let ah Qing take you to a far place. We all turn our backs." Mu Yufan said.

Cheng Yi's face was almost green and nodded.

"Ah Qing, right? Let's go." Cheng Yi runs away in a panic.

It's stupid, but it works.

Cheng Yi catches mu Yufan's mind. The conversation in the car just now is all mutual temptation.

Once she has mastered mu Yufan's weakness, things will be easy to do.

A few more ah Qing are not her opponents.

Away from mu Yufan, her pace slowed down.

At the beginning, she held her stomach in both hands and bowed her waist. She ran fast. Ah Qing always followed her side and behind. She was pulled and ran. She couldn't see the movement of her hands, let alone know. She opened her hand with a small hairpin.

Ah Qing was subdued by her before she could ask questions.

In order not to make any noise, she dragged ah Qing's body.

Quickly took off ah Qing's coat, imitated her, and tied a tall horse tail.

When she did all this

Mu Yufan and his bodyguards always carry their backs and know nothing.

Ah Qing rides a motorcycle. The car key is in the pocket of his coat.

Her motorcycle stopped at the end.

Cheng Yi quietly touched the past, started the motorcycle, turned around and ran.

I heard the sound of the motorcycle starting.

Mu Yufan and several bodyguards suddenly turned their heads.

Someone shouted, "ah Qing, what's wrong with you!"

Mu Yufan quickly looked into the distance and saw a man lying there.

"She's not ah Qing, she ran away and chased!" he gave an order, opened the door, started the car and followed.

Several motorcyclists responded quickly.

A huge road chase began.

Cheng Yi clenched his teeth and looked back. Mu Yufan's front had come behind him.

He deserves to be a professional racing driver.

She knew that if she went on like this, she would be caught up by mu Yufan.

As she was walking past, she found a path.

Mu Yufan stretched out his head and shouted to her, "Cheng Yi, stop!"

Just came to the small intersection.

Cheng Yi foresaw everything in her heart early, that is now!

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she made a side turn.

When the motorcycle turned, she tried to keep her weight down and her knees rubbed against the ground.

This breathtaking scene stunned the motorcyclists behind.

Muyufan watched Cheng Yi turn into the Loess path, helpless.

He quickly stopped and shouted at several motorcyclists, "follow up!"

This is a competition of speed. They are all experts. These seconds are enough for Cheng Yi to distance himself from them.

The Loess path is bumpy. The Loess rises half a person high, and the eyes are full of yellow smoke and dust.

Cheng Yi feels unlucky and scolds secretly in her heart. It's like taking the huangquan road.

She didn't practice cross-country motorcycle well. She rode a heavy-duty motorcycle instead of a light cross-country motorcycle. It was hard to control. She had to be hard headed and her palms were full of sweat.

The sweat on my back was cold under the strong wind.

Cheng Yi turned her head nervously.

not so bad.

The people behind her are not very powerful.

Everyone has the same technology.

However, in terms of attitude, the motorcyclists behind her are far from her.

They don't want money at most, and Cheng Yi... Doesn't want to die!

So no one can match her.

She escaped to heaven.

He crossed a hill and rushed to the main road.

Cheng Yi was stuffy in his helmet, but he shouted cheerfully.

The wind came from all directions and poured into the body from under the clothes.

The cold sweat just now was blown dry.

Inside is dry and cold, outside is the noon sun, hot and burning.

The roar of motorcycles sounded in the vast plateau and dispersed to the earth with the wind.

Cheng Yi is extremely happy because of the adrenaline surge.

She galloped forward aimlessly and ran away from mu Yufan.

On the way, she remembered mu Yufan's face.

What will that smiling face look like in a rage with drooping poor eyes?

It has to be said that mu Yufan's psychological kidnapping still played some role.

Cheng Yi is on her way to the airport.

Mu Yufan's voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

"Cheng Yi, you're good with Yang Xiao. Haven't you considered Sisi's mood?"

"Si Si is still lying with life and death unknown. Do you think you have no responsibility?"

"If he doesn't wake up and you live a happy life with Yang Xiao, won't you be ashamed of it?"

……

Mu sifan

Cheng Yi thought silently.

When she was in the hospital, she couldn't see. She didn't see mu sifan when she went to EICU.

Just listen to Yang Xiao's description.

I want to see him before I leave.

But going back to the hospital now is no less than dying.

forget it.

At this time, she saw the prayer flags on the roadside.

I don't know what year and month it was hung here. After the scouring of sunshine and rain, the color has fallen off.

But the people who hung the prayer flags still have that intention.

Cheng Yi suddenly thought of something.

It seems not far from here to there

She drove her motorcycle to the town and bought a whole box of prayer flags.

Drove into a valley.

Here is

Where musfan forced her to hang prayer flags.

The setting sun is setting, the valley is a fog that can't be dissipated, and in front of us is the peak of snow all year round.

It's about the same time as that day.

Cheng Yi parked her motorcycle by the side of the road. She took a pen and wrote mu sifan's name on each prayer flag to pray for him to wake up safely.

It's getting dark.

She pulled down the prayer flags that had been forced to hang by mu sifan and threw them into the valley.

With a heart full of blessings, hang up the new prayer flags.

In doing this, she was like an ignorant woman with words in her mouth: "Buddha, Bodhisattva, I was mad that day. I said something I shouldn't say and made those wishes to let mu sifan die. Don't take it seriously. Let him wake up quickly... If it works, let my mother wake up too... Although she's far away from you, she hasn't done anything bad in her life. She should wake up. Hey, no, it's mainly about Let mu sifan wake up... "

She is like a tireless monkey, jumping up and down, sincerely hanging prayer flags.

In the night, prayer flags are flying with the wind

In the valley are discarded prayer flags, floating with the wind, like colorful hopes, shining.

Cheng Yi looks at her watch. It's too late.

Yang Xiao and Lin Yueming are in a hurry.

She knew that Yang Xiao would not leave her first, but it was not necessarily after a long wait.

The mobile phone was also confiscated by mu Yufan. There were no people around.

Cheng Yi had to ride a bike all night to the airport.

"Terrible..." she looked down and scolded, "I can't believe you gave me this set of oil?"

……

Late at night, the airport security channels have been closed.

The last flight left.

Such a big airport has become very cold.

Yang Xiao holds the ticket and faces the darkness outside the window.

He pinched the ticket out of shape.

Lin Yueming went over, handed him a cup of hot tea and said, "are you still waiting?"

At first, Yang Xiao swore that Cheng Yi would appear in five hours.

Now the time has passed. Two and five hours have passed.

Where's Cheng Yi?

"Otherwise, shall I design a rescue operation?"

Lin Yueming also wondered why he asked for his opinions like a subordinate.

"No," said Yang Xiao.

He looked down at the cancelled ticket.

She didn't come by herself. It has nothing to do with the rescue.

"What about us?" Lin Yueming asked.

He really doesn't understand why he habitually demoted himself in the face of Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao has a kind of magic.

Specifically, he can't say.

"Still waiting?" Yang Xiao asked himself.

He closed his eyes tired and sad.

The fog of disappointment shrouded his forehead. When he was about to tell Lin Yueming that he was waiting, he suddenly heard the sound of a crisp horse's hoof.

He opened his eyes and saw a valiant figure galloping forward on a brownish red horse.

Like the most powerful knight in the dark.

"It's Cheng Yi. She's coming." Lin Yueming rushed out excitedly.