Endless Pampering Only For You

Yin Shaojie looked at the little who was underneath, her eyes enlarged, and she hurried to the other side, shouting anxiously, "Little--"

"Little! Are you okay? How are you?" He fluttered to the ground, his black eyes locked on Mu Xiao's body, and he wanted to hold up the huge billboard.

But this billboard is too heavy, I don't know if it is a few hundred catties or a few catties.

Yin Shaojie looked at Jun Zeye with complex eyes.

Can such a heavy shelf sustain him?

After the sniper returned to God, he quickly ran over and shouted, "Zeye! Are you all right?"

Jun Zeye was holding his breath at this moment and couldn't speak at all.

The sniper came over and said to Yin Shaoji, "You're here to help! Let's lift this thing together!"

Yin Shaoxu looked down at Mu Xiaoxiao's face, reached out and touched her forehead, soothed, "I'll save you soon, it's okay."

"Um." Mu Xiao nodded.

Yin Shaojie stood up, her eyes turned unconsciously back to Jun Zeye's face.

The two eyes met again.

Mu Xiaoxiao froze for a while, then suddenly he felt that his hand was still on his chest.

As soon as her hand was pulled away, she felt that Jun Zeye's body was shaking.

She was startled, afraid he couldn't hold it, and hurriedly pressed her hand against his chest.

"You, are you okay ..." she asked carefully.

The billboard was made of an iron frame and was very heavy at first sight. She noticed that his arms were taut enough to clearly see the texture of the muscles, but his face did not change.

Regarding her words, Jun Zeye did not answer.

Yin Shaojie and the sniper each side, almost exhausted, and finally raised the billboard a little bit.

Jun Zeye felt the weight on his back moved away, and said to her with a low voice, "Climb out, hurry up."

"Oh!" Mu Xiaoxiao responded, responding dumbly.

Feeling that her limbs could move, she moved quickly against the ground.

Finally came out, after a sigh of relief.

"I pull you out ..." She reached out to help him.

Before he could finish speaking, Jun Zeye loosened his arms, which he had been holding hard, fell to the ground, then rolled out, and came out.

嘭 ——The billboard was lowered, causing a pile of dust.

After seeing Jun Zeye okay, the sniper let out a sigh of relief, shaking his soft arm, and looked at him in disbelief, saying, "Ze Ye, how do you hold on? Is this thing heavy?"

"No." Jun Zeye whispered back to him.

The sniper looked around, and gave a strange glance at Yin Shaoyan, and asked puzzledly, "Where are we in the police? Why is there only you?"

"Below." Yin Shaoji responded casually, hurried to Mu Xiaoxiao, and carefully checked whether she was injured.

"I'm fine, but you, why are you all hurt?" Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head at him and worried about him in turn.

"It's just a minor injury." Yin Shaojie smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and carried her into her arms, feeling that she was back in her arms again, and his tense heart finally relaxed.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't believe it. He wanted to look at his injury again, but he held it so tightly that she couldn't push it away.

She paused, and wrapped her hands around his back.

The sniper glanced at the two who abused the dog and walked to Jun Zeye's side, concerned about his injuries, fearing that he would be crushed by internal injuries.