Mr.President,Your Wife is too Overbearing!

A faint white light looms under the dense forest,

the sacred is as bright as a high-intensity flashlight in the daytime, and then it follows the weak light.

Strong light with the patter of rain falling down, the leaves between the bright light shaking, strong light from the face of the central Luo.

Luo Yangyang subconsciously raised his hand to block the light, and then looked up.

"There are people in the sky!" In the wet twigs and leaves, luoyangyang clearly saw the strong light from the top of the trees.

The crowd immediately stopped and looked up.

"It seems that there is someone, Sufan. Listen to it. Is there a buzz?" Shang Yiran looked along the strong light.

Through the dense branches and leaves, I can't see what's going on outside, but the humming sound mixed in the rain is still very clear.

"Could it be that soldiers came to rescue us in helicopters?" Wei Zhi Tong suddenly excited said.

She was already afraid of the sudden debris flow.

"We didn't send out a distress signal. How can the national soldiers know that we are in danger? Not likely to be a soldier Shang Yiran raised his hand to block his forehead and raised his head to see the sky outside the dense leaves of the branches.

However, the night was too dark and the rain was so dense that he could not see anything at all.

Su fan held up the electric light of his hand, and radiated it to the top of the tree. This weak light gave out a little air. Because of the obstruction of the leaves, they still couldn't see the outside clearly.

Shang Yiran was quite right. They didn't ask for help. Helicopters or planes outside were unlikely to be national soldiers.

But apart from the soldiers, who would fly to the reservoir, a place rarely visited by people on weekdays, in thunderstorms like this?

Su fan's elegant eyes flashed slightly and looked at Luo Yang Yang behind him.

"What am I doing?" Aware that Su fan has been staring at her for several seconds, Luo Yangyang does not understand to look at her.

As soon as luoyangyang's voice dropped, a loud loudspeaker was heard from the top of the tree.

"Luo Yangyang, are you down there?"

Luo Yang Yang eyebrow tail move, this voice, is canonization?

In a flash, Luo Yangyang quickly looked up at the top of the branches and leaves.

It's canonization!

It was the voice of the canonization calling for her!

"Canonization!" Luo Yangyang's heart beat very fast, excitedly rushed to the top of the tree to respond loudly.

"Is the canonization coming?" You you stares at the treetop of her head in shock. She can't believe she really hears the voice of canonization.

There is no signal on this side of the reservoir, and the phone can't be called out. How can Fengsheng know that they are trapped in the woods and come to rescue them in the middle of the night.

"Saint, do you hear anything?" Chun Yu Cheng has been paying attention to the situation below. He seems to have heard a sound just now, but he didn't hear it clearly.

"Yes, it's the voice of Yang Yang." Feng Sheng said affirmatively, holding the trumpet and shouting to the bottom, "central, you go around the back of the mountain, go down to the foot of the mountain, and I'll pick you up there!"

When he said this, he did not know that there were Sufan and Sufan under the forest. He thought that there were only luoyangyang and youyou.

"Did you really hear Luo Yangyang's voice just now?" Chun Yu Cheng looks at the canonization with some suspicion.

What if the person under the tree is not luoyangyang, and Fengsheng calls people to the foot of the mountain and lets strangers get on the helicopter?

"I see!" Luo Yangyang hands around the mouth, open his voice and shout back.

"Who is the canonization?" Wei Zhi Tong looks at the excited Luo Yang Yang, puzzled way.

“……” Luo Yangyang looked at Wei Zhitong, and didn't want to answer her question at all.

Wei Zhitong, who was ignored, was angry in her heart, but did not continue to make trouble.

The party continued to move on, but Shang Yiran went to Sufan and asked in a low voice, "is the president of the Fengshi group conferring the saint that Luo Yangyang said?"

"Well." Su fan's face was calm and he snorted.

"I'll go!" Shang Yiran looked at the front of Luo Yangyang, "how can she know such a great person as the saint?"? And fly to save her in the middle of the night? "

“……” Su fan's gloomy face was even worse, but it was too dark to notice.

When they went around the foot of the mountain under the reduced thunder, they saw a helicopter parked in a fairly wide valley.

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