Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"No, no!" Nianshuier finally opened her mouth. Her voice was very hoarse, just like a seriously ill person. She raised her head and her eyes were bloodshot. She didn't know how long she hadn't slept. She hoarse continues to say: "I don't want to leave white tiger, we don't want to bury him, OK?"

The breeze shallow Xi wrinkled eyebrow, saw a white tiger that pale skin.

Nangong Kewei also pursed her lips in pain. They wanted to take the white tiger with them, but

At this time, the breeze shallow Xi way: "good, take white tiger to walk together, we go back together, leave this place."

Read water son to see to breeze shallow Xi, eyes straight stare at her: "OK?"

"Of course. Let's go. If we don't, it's too late."

"Well." Read water son this just hesitated to nod.

We found rattan and tied up the body of the white tiger. Nianshuier insisted that one person carry the white tiger on the boat. Even if three people dragged a body around, it also attracted a lot of attention, but we didn't say much. People from the hunter Association didn't ask much.

There were more than a dozen boats, including big boats and small boats. The three of them got on a medium-sized boat and sat in the cabin waiting to set sail.

Until noon, some ships had already set sail, and several empty ships were still around the island. It was estimated that they would do the final search and rescue.

Three people were sitting face to face.

Nianshui'er has been holding the white tiger in her arms and refuses to let go. Feng Qianxi and Nangong can only turn their eyes tacitly. They really don't want to see this picture. It's so sad.

God, you are so cruel.

For Bai Hu, for Nian shui'er, too. It is only in these days that they gradually understand that Nian shui'er has been deeply immersed.

In the sea, the ship has been sailing for about half a day. Nianshui'er suddenly has an action. She begins to tidy up the remains of the white tiger.

His body has been completely stiff, and there are also Turquoise body spots, because after the death of the white tiger, nianshuier has been holding tightly, on his body, where nianshuier held tightly, almost left the mark of dead blood.

Suddenly nianshuier stood up.

"Water, what are you doing?" The wind shallow Xi originally already fell asleep, also once open eyes, looking at to stand up of read water son can't help of nervous rise.

Nangong can only be the same. When he heard the news, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at nianshui'er and the body of white tiger.

Nianshuier had no expression on her face and seemed very plain. Her red lips were not as charming as before. She became very dry and white: "I'm going to bury him."

"What? This is the sea. How can we bury it? " Nangong can only open his mouth immediately, and his eyes are full of doubts and shock.

"Yes, shuier, although there is such a saying about water burial, since it has been brought up, it's better to wait until we get back to Los Angeles and let the plane take the body of the white tiger to China, which is his hometown after all."

Nianshuier left his eyes: "his body has begun to change color. Before long, it will stink and rot. He said, "no matter where the body is, the soul will not disappear."

Shallow Xi looks at her: "really want to be in this sea?"

"Well, it's very natural to go with the flow? Just like when he left, so natural and unrestrained, then he left. " Nianshuier's voice was very feeble.

We don't know how determined she was to bury the white tiger in the sea. It was a painful decision after all.

But since nianshuier had made such a decision, they didn't say anything more, so they nodded and agreed to her decision.

Because we also believe that as long as it is the decision of nianshuier, the white tiger must be willing. In this case, why don't we become a beauty?

Nianshui'er bends down, half holding the body of the white tiger, and drags it to the boat string. Although there are always people like them casting puzzled eyes, nianshui'er doesn't care. Qianxi and Kewei don't care. They follow shuier and follow her to the boat string.

Standing here, there is a strong smell of the sea. The endless sea is endless. Nianshui'er holds the body of the white tiger, gently strokes his face, and then goes to his lip corner: "White Tiger... Goodbye, I, I will live together with your share. I will live well, in heaven, you don't worry, one day, we will meet in that place To bid farewell to him, she gently bent down her head and kissed the white tiger on the lips.

My name is nianshuier, so let you go with the water, white tiger, I am reluctant to give up you, but I will always remember the feeling of our embrace, remember the feeling of our kiss, every feeling with you, are bit by bit reflected in my heart, I will never forget.

I love you!

Feng Qianxi and Nangong Kewei both stand behind, looking at the last face of the white tiger from a distance, only frowning and silent.

They also know that this may be the last time they see the white tiger.

The days when he used to be with the white tiger came back to his mind. Feng Qianxi was still arrogant when he first met the white tiger. He also pestered her. He wanted her to be the deputy hall leader and her face. He went to the vegetable market with her and picked up the little bad with him.

Those memories flashed like lanterns. It was not long ago, white tiger. I have known you for a short time, but I will always remember you as a friend.

Nangong, needless to say, played with Baihu when she was very young. Huhu's personality is very outstanding. She seems to disobey her brother, but she is not.

Too much memory, after all, only memories.

"White Tiger... I love you." Read water son gently recite such a sentence, even if the eyes have more reluctant, she eventually pushed him into the sea.

Watching his body slide down, she even had the impulse to grasp his hand again, and her hands tightly clenched into fists. I know that even if I hold your hand now, I will have to let you go one day.

Control your impulses.

In the "plop" sound, the body of the white tiger splashes.

Nianshuier's tears were already whirling. She saw the white tiger's body sinking in the sea, and our boat was slowly away from him.

Until then, we can't see him.

Tears flowed silently. Nianshuier didn't sob, nor did she cry loudly. She was crying silently, watching the green and blue water bury my white tiger.