Seize His Little Tough Wife

Seeing Chai Meng's difficult figure, Yang Xue looks up and down. What she sees is Xiong Fei's nervous look from her comrades in arms.

Xiong Fei, who only supports his body with one hand, feels more and more difficult. His body is dragged by the strong airflow, and his tight right arm begins to tremble.

Looking back at the hole less than half a body's distance from his feet, Xiong Fei's cold sweat murmured. As soon as he went out, he really didn't know where he was.

"Xiong Fei, hold my feet!" When his legs reached Xiongfei, chaimeng stopped and handed his feet to Xiongfei.

Looking up at Chai Meng clenching his teeth, Xiong Fei hesitates.

He knew that at this moment, as long as he grasped Chai Meng's foot, there was still a glimmer of hope for him.

But in the same way, Chai Meng himself has been hard shouldered like this. If he reaches out his hand, it will only increase Chai Meng's burden.

If a person is not careful, he may even implicate Chai Meng and drag Chai Meng out of the cave.

Not only Xiongfei hesitated, but the other soldiers were nervous when they looked at Xiongfei and chaimeng. Even if they were not at the entrance of the cave, they were almost rushed out of the cave, not to mention Xiongfei who was closer to the cave.

Xiong Fei is so big that Chai Meng is two and a half big. If they put Xiong Fei's weight on their shoulders, the soldiers are not sure whether Chai Meng can carry it down.

Looking at Xiong Fei and Chai Meng, the soldiers are very confused. Unity is an indicator that soldiers must learn. Of course, they hope Chai Meng can help Xiong Fei.

It's not that they don't want to save, it's that everyone is too far away from Xiong Fei, and it's hard to protect themselves. It's even hard for them to get close to Xiong Fei safely, let alone pull him.

"Xiong Fei, hurry up!" Seeing that Xiong Fei didn't catch her feet, Chai Meng frowned and drank coldly.

Chai Meng is not stupid. Of course, she knows what her behavior represents.

But she is a person, a soldier of flesh and blood. She can't watch her companion in such a critical moment. She can help him, but she doesn't lend a helping hand.

Although she and Xiong Fei had known each other for only three days, their understanding of him was limited to his name, and they didn't even say a few words, she would never abandon her comrades in arms as long as they were wearing military uniforms.

"Chai Meng! You take care of yourself. I don't need you to take care of me! " Bear fly See Chai dream insist, he is also stubborn, he understand Chai dream mood.

If he were Chai Meng, he would do the same. But now he is Xiong Fei, not Chai Meng. From his own standpoint, he is more reluctant to drag down his comrades in arms.

"Damn it Chai Meng burst rude, her eyes staring at Xiong Fei coldly, "it's not such a donation method to die for the country. If you go up to heaven like this, do you want to hold back? Are you worthy of training your troops? "

Xiong Fei's body was stiff for a moment. He looked at Chai Meng straight in his eyes. He didn't think so much.

"Come on! I can carry it Stretched foot to touch the hand that touched Xiong Fei, wood dream urges a way.

Staring at Chai Meng's face, Xiong Fei hesitates for a moment. Just as his right hand can't hold the seat leg, and his fingers slide away, he resolutely raises his hand and grasps Chai Meng's foot.

Chai Meng is right. He can't sacrifice like this. He's too subdued.

"Well..." at the foot of Xiong Fei's weight, Chai Meng grasped the edge of the seat and slid down more than ten centimeters.

"Be careful!"

Seeing Xiong Fei and Chai Meng both slide down, the soldiers in the cabin can't help but take a breath and scream out.

With the help of his arms and hands, Chai Meng could hold the sliding body.

Yang Xue is above Chai Meng. When she sees Chai Meng's body pulled down by Xiong Fei, her heart tenses and looks at the seat leg that Chai Meng grabbed before.

Yang Xueshen took a deep breath, stretched her tight body and closed her legs together, then suddenly released the seat legs that she held tightly with her hands.

"Yang Xue! What are you doing? " Gu Xiang imperial concubine is still in a moment of terror, suddenly see Yang Xue somehow also suddenly quickly slide down, surprised her to cry out.

The speed of the slide is very fast. When Yang Xue saw that her feet were about to hit the lower seat leg, she quickly raised her hand and grasped the seat edge.

When other soldiers heard Gu Xiangfei's exclamation and looked at Yang Xue, she had stabilized herself.

Looking at Princess Gu Xiang and Xiong Fei and Chai Meng below him, other soldiers also understand what she wants.

What they don't know is how Princess Gu Xiang wants to rescue them.

Now that the fuselage is nearly 90 degrees vertical, she's making a move. It's possible that someone could not be saved, but might be overturned by the following fuselage, and the shock would make it lose its support.

The ancient Xiang imperial concubine originally wanted to slide to Chai Meng's top bit by bit, and then went to pull Chai Meng.

But she saw Chai Meng sliding more and more, and her feet caught tightly under the seat legs.

After hooking, Gu Xiangfei let go of the support of her hands and pushed her sideways. In an instant, she threw herself out to the middle of the cabin.

"Ah --"

At the moment when Gu Xiangfei let go, the fuselage of the plane suddenly stopped for a moment, then the fuselage overturned and began to hit the ground with the back.

The sudden change of the center of gravity made Chai Meng's head bump on the seat, her hand tremble, and she quickly slid down.

"Chai Meng!" Gu Xiangfei, with her head down, turns her body upside down and looks at Chai Meng's declining body. She exclaims. When she approaches Chai Meng, she quickly grabs Chai Meng's declining hands with her backhand.

"Ah -" Chai Meng was frightened, her heart beating violently and quickly. In the slide, she looked at her feet getting closer to the mouth of the cave, and her heart almost jumped to her chest.

Finally, when her feet were about to touch the hole, her figure stopped.

cockpit.

Immersed in a dead breath, Hua Lin Zheng does not dare to disturb Bai Mo Han.

The vertical fuselage suddenly stops, although the body is tied with a seat belt, but when it comes to the vertical position, it becomes the posture under the head and feet, looking at the legs folded on the body.

Ling Qing is sitting in the middle. Her hands are both grasped by Chi Su and Shuiyan. Ling Qing is very painful. She thinks it's not necessary to be caught and bleeding by them, but she never makes a sound to stop Chi Su and Shuiyan.

Ling Qing's head is very clear, she knows that this time they are finished, but at this moment, her heart seems not very afraid.

Crash, in the face of possible death, she was calm beyond her own expectations.

Chi Su and Shuiyan have a little bit of panic and fear in their eyes. Although they have a pale face, they want to scream in fear, but they pursed their mouths tightly, and they didn't make a sound.

Everyone's mood is different when he sees lightning and thunder.

On the whole plane, perhaps the calmest is Bai Mohan. No one knows what he thinks, but he seems to have nothing.