Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Joe One: ...

It's great not to die.

Qiao was overjoyed: You're awake, how are you? What's wrong with you? She held He Yunting's hand with her backhand, Your hands are so cold, are you cold?

When her warm fingertips touched the back of He Yunting's hand, as if he had been stabbed by a knife, he shook off her hand forcefully like a conditioned reflex, and shouted, Don't, touch, me.

Joe One: ???

I'm kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs, right?

So angry!

He Yunting's panting became more and more serious. The darkness in front of him was like an angry beast showing its sharpest fangs at him. He felt palpitations, sweating, shortness of breath, trembling, and weakness in his limbs... Familiar symptoms, like a tsunami, swallowed him inch by inch.

He's going to get sick again.

He Yunting wanted to support something to stand up, he wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Using his last trace of rationality and sobriety, he repeatedly reminded himself that there are still people here, so they shouldn't get sick here! Don't hurt innocent people!

However, he tried many times, but failed because of his weak body.

Qiao Yi, who was kneeling beside him, could not see anything, but he knew what he was doing by hearing the sound.

The fire just now hadn't been suppressed yet, the elevator room was so small that she couldn't even ignore the big boss, she endured it for a minute without making a sound, the big boss still didn't give up and wanted to stand up.

Damn, I just meddle in my own business!

As soon as Qiao admitted that he had fallen, he scolded himself in his heart, stretched out his hand to hold He Yunting's arm, and pulled the man into his arms.

You're already like this, you won't lose a piece of meat if you touch you, what are you awkward about?

Caught off guard and crashing into a soft embrace, He Yunting was in a daze.

So much so that he directly forgot that he hated others being close to him the most, so he froze, and the dumbfounded Ren Qiao hugged him and sat in the corner.

Seeing that he didn't reject him anymore, Qiao Yi became more courageous. He first touched his hand, then covered his forehead, and touched his own forehead when he was not sure.

Well, it is indeed much lower than her temperature.

What kind of symptom is this? Medical Xiaobai Qiaoyi was confused.

I don't know how long I will stay in this broken elevator. Will the big boss die due to the low temperature in the end?

Although the big boss is a little scary and scary, but she never thought about letting the big boss get the boxed lunch in advance.

Joe pursed his lips and gritted his teeth again. With a squeak, he pulled off his clothes, took them off and covered He Yunting, wrapped him up tightly, and stepped back two steps away, Don't get me wrong, I touched you just to see if you No phone. You don't look well, my phone is out of battery, there's no way to help.

An indescribable yet familiar aura covered his head, like the smell of the wind in the vast mountains and forests, with a bit of floral fragrance and woody fragrance, which inexplicably soothed the monster in his heart that wanted to break free from the cage . The lungs that were so painful and tight suddenly filled up, the chest cavity stretched, and the breathing became smoother.

Although it was still pitch black all around, the energy to get sick slowly dissipated.

I didn't bring my mobile phone. He Yunting replied hoarsely.

The game is over, and the last chance of life is also lost, what should I do?

For a moment, the two fell into a strange silence.

It was He Yunting who spoke first, Who are you?

Joe froze one by one, and silently said shit in the dark.

If I knew it earlier, I should have let the big boss continue to faint.

What's wrong with checking the household registration as soon as I wake up.

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