Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

Ling Yanling picked up the mining lamp on the ground and began to look at the deeper area.

Wen Shiyun also calmed down and followed the man with light steps.

After arriving here, she had the same feeling as before in the tomb where her vision was blurred by the evil spirit.

Everything in front of me seemed to have transformed into the same thing.

In her eyes, there is only a difference between light and strong scents, which has both advantages and disadvantages.

She blinked her eyes, her vision a little blurry. She moved her feet and almost fell down without paying attention.

The man grabbed her wrist. Wen Shiyun took a deep breath, her heart pounding, and she was still a little frightened.

"Isn't this flat ground? How could it be..."

No matter what happens, she won't fall flat on her face.

"This is a stone staircase."

Ling Yanling knelt down, looking down under the miner's lamp, her voice lingering, her dark eyes flickering, "How interesting! Is this hole going to lead to hell?"

From the moment they came down to find the entrance, they went all the way down, and after entering, they continued to go down.

Now the sand barrier has dissolved, and the stone steps are still underneath.

The weak light from the mining lamp could not reach the bottom at all, and one wrong step might even cause one to fall.

Wen Shiyun looked around. Outside the mining lamp, everything was pitch black. She even had the illusion that if she took a step down, she would fall into an abyss. It was not surprising to describe it as hell.

This ladder does not go down in a straight line. It is unknown where it winds from and to, and no one knows whether there is anything or a mechanism on the stone stairs.

All I can say is that everything is unknown.

Ling Yanling walked in front, seemingly nonchalantly, but in fact, she was taking steady steps. She glanced back at her casually, and only continued forward after confirming that she was okay.

They went down the stone stairs one after another for nearly half an hour, and their speed became slower and slower as they went on.

Wen Shiyun's face was almost blue from the cold, and her footsteps softened as she took the next step.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made her heart tremble violently.

Ling Yanling turned around abruptly, grabbed her collar, and pulled her back. Her brows furrowed, her face darkening. "Why are you trying so hard? If you can't hold it anymore, just say so."

After saying that, he half squatted down and said, "Come up."

Wen Shiyun hesitated for a moment, but not for long. She wasn't such a sentimental person, and at this moment, if she insisted on holding on, she would only be holding the man back.

Her physical condition would originally limit him, so it might be better for a man to carry her on his back with a buff on her.

You can only help if you hold on until later.

Thinking of this, she didn't say much and simply bent down and crawled onto the man's back.

During the movement, the woman's soft and delicate chin rubbed against the man's neck, smooth and cold.

Ling Yanling paused for a moment, then carried her on her back neatly and swiftly, walking forward steadily, even faster than before.

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Wen Shiyun loosely wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling the burning heat of the man's body beneath her, as if he wasn't affected at all.

Under his windbreaker, his bulging back muscles rose and fell as he went down the stairs, the veins on his neck bulged slightly, and he looked like a wild leopard ready to pounce.

Wen Shiyun leaned against his back silently, feeling inexplicably at ease.

She curled her lips and rubbed her cheek against the man's neck. She felt so comfortable that she couldn't help but sigh. At that moment, she almost forgot that she was in a cold and damp tomb.

Feeling the sudden soft and smooth touch, Ling Yanling's body stiffened, her throat slid up and down, her eyes darkly filled with emotion.

Even though the temperature was dropping, he felt like he was going crazy from the heat.

"If you move again, you won't be able to go on."

The following words leave me with a lot to say.

Wen Shiyun froze, then leaned obediently against his back, not moving anymore.

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[So handsome! I love to tell the truth. This scene feels like an idol drama. If this wasn't in a tomb, I'd kowtow to death!]

[Stop it, you romance fans are so reckless! It's so high up, I'm terrified of heights. What kind of tomb is this? They're digging through the Earth's core, right?]

This is what a man should be. I'm forwarding this to my boyfriend to show him how to be a man with explosive boyfriend power. Carrying Shiyun baby down the stairs is as easy as drinking water!

Don't think about it, you don't have it.

[I'm so scared TT, please post more comments. It's too dark here, and I don't dare to leave. I shared it with my bestie, but they can't get in. If I leave and miss something, I'll regret it!]

【Barrage body protection! ! ! 】

[No! It's Lingshen's body protection!!]

[Come on, let's just make a wish to protect them. They're in danger right now, what are you trying to protect?]

......

Her knees were held by the man's big hands.

He lowered his head slightly and walked down steadily. She held the miner's lamp in her hand to help him light the way ahead. The man's voice came from the darkness.

"It's so deep and dark, do you regret following me?"

The man's voice was low and charming, and his slightly raised tone added a sense of security to the lifeless tomb.

Wen Shiyun shook her head gently, "No regrets."

As if to prove her words, her hands, which had been numb from holding the lamp for so long, immediately raised it high again, and her head leaned close to his neck out of concentration.

"Ling Yanling, don't underestimate me." She raised her voice slightly, with a hint of pride and dissatisfaction.

Ling Yanling's thin lips curled slightly, and the corners of her narrow eyes were slightly raised, "Hmm? Who dares to look down on me, dear?"

Wen Shiyun curved her lips and pressed them against the man's neck with peace of mind. The woody scent on the man's body wrapped her in peace of mind.

In the live broadcast, the tall and agile man was walking up and down the stone stairs quickly, as if he didn't even need to look, and just walked straight down based on his intuition.

The journey was incredibly smooth, his steps were very steady, and he hardly bumped the woman behind him.

She even felt like she was lying on the back of a lone wolf. With the back muscles as a cushion, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. The broad shoulders were just right for her to rest her chin, and she leaned against it comfortably.

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Feeling something brushing against his ear and the sound of his breathing gradually softening, the man slowed down his pace.

"Hey."

The woman on his body didn't react at all, and her breathing remained steady.

Fell asleep.

He didn't know whether to praise her for her courage or what to say to her. She could actually fall asleep at a time like this. She was the first person to go into the tomb and felt very relaxed.

He glanced at her hand.

Even when she fell asleep, her fair little hands still remembered to stubbornly hold the miner's lamp tightly, which was drooping down little by little.

Ling Yanling's lips curved up, and the heavy mood in the darkness relaxed a lot.

One hand lifted her up, and the other hand took the miner's lamp from her hand, subconsciously being cautious, as if afraid of waking her up.