Chapter 111 Desert
Under the deep night, two cars were driving fast like lightning on the deserted road, one behind the other.

When it was difficult to distinguish the location, Wen Qizhou relied on his intuition and led the SUV driven by Xie Changxiao all the way forward.

He stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and glanced at the magma surging in the mountains through the rearview mirror from time to time.

The magma ignited the trees, and raging fires ignited everywhere it passed. The fire sometimes illuminated the sky, and sometimes was covered by thick smoke, like a giant beast tearing its body, with its bloody mouth open, staring at the direction they left.

The heat wave continued to come.

Like being in a steamer, Chi Yue let go of the armrest, leaned over to turn on the air conditioner, felt the cool breeze blowing in front of her, and immediately relaxed her straightened back.

Seeing the magma disappear from sight, she took out a pack of wet paper towels, took out two to wipe off the sweaty Wen Qizhou, and handed them to Mingzhang's master and apprentice sitting in the back row.

"Fortunately, we didn't have time to get close to that volcano just now." Otherwise, I'm afraid we will be swallowed by magma.

Xun Song made a heavy "um" sound.

He was restrained by the seat belt, unable to stand up and look behind, he could only ask: "Is the magma still chasing us?"

"No more." But the threat of wildfire and thick smoke was still there, Wen Qizhou didn't dare to stop, and kept the original speed, gradually moving away from the mountains ignited by magma.

Who would have guessed──
After leaving the mountains, you will come to the desert.

He looked at the direction illuminated by the high-beam headlights, the surprise in his eyes was fleeting, and he subconsciously retracted his right foot on the accelerator, slowing down the car slightly, but he didn't intend to turn around.

After all, he had already reached the edge of the desert, and it was impossible to go back. Leaving aside whether he still remembered the way, he was afraid that if he accidentally made a mistake, he would return to the burning mountains.

"It's almost two o'clock." He raised his wrist and glanced at the dial on his wrist: "Shall we take a rest first?"

Chi Yue nodded: "OK."

After the off-road vehicle came to a complete stop, she stepped on the gravel-covered road, stretched her shoulders and neck while looking at the desert, then opened the trunk, and took out the tent they had stuffed in hastily.

"Scared me to death!" Wen Yaxian, who got off the SUV, wiped the thin sweat on her neck: "The scene where the magma rushed over was even scarier than the disaster movies I watched before."

Chi Yunyan: "Yes." He and Ge Huai took down the tent: "I was just thinking about what to do if the car broke down or we were overtaken by magma."

Xie Changxiao: "I thought about it too."

All possible accidents flashed through his mind the moment he speeded up and drove forward.

The foot that caused him to step on the accelerator is still numb, and he almost lost his footing when he got out of the car.

"Fortunately." Ge Qinyao was too afraid to recall the previous scene, and said with emotion: "We escaped again."

They were still immersed in the fear and oppression of being chased by magma, only Yan Shuo noticed their surroundings.

"Pray for a boat." Yan Shuo walked towards Wen Qizhou who led them to escape from the mountains, and asked, "Which desert are we in now?"

"I don't know."

Wen Qizhou didn't bother to determine the direction yet.

He spread a picnic mat outside the tent, sat down on his knees, and lit a cigarette: "I drove here and came here."

"Then let me look at the map."

As he unfolded the map, the people in the SUV realized that they were on the edge of the desert.

Xie Changxiao leaned closer to watch with him.

They determined their current location on the map, re-planned the route with Wen Qizhou, and then returned to the tent to rest.

The flashlights of the five tents were quietly extinguished as the sound of conversation stopped.

While they were asleep, Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou entered the space, took off their sweat-soaked clothes, stepped into the stream with bare feet, and let the gurgling stream gradually wrap their bodies.

She wet the towel and wiped the back of her neck, her eyes falling on the still area on the left: "Qi Zhou, we haven't finished eating our shrimps yet."

"You are hungry?"

"A little bit." "Then let's eat after washing."

Wen Qizhou, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, watched the snow peaks as white as porcelain jade pass before his eyes without thinking about anything else.

He slowly washed off the stickiness on his body, put on clean clothes first, walked to the quiet area and brought the plate of steamed garlic vermicelli to the tea table near the stream.

"咴咴──"

Fang Xing and Jin Ge let out a cry.

They looked at Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou, and rubbed their front hooves back and forth on the ground twice, obviously wanting to go out and play.

Chi Yue went to the stable to coax them.

Feed them some feed, keep them quiet, then go to the coffee table, sit down, and eat a piece of shrimp wrapped in garlic.

"They haven't been out for a while, and they're probably suffocated." In Yuanyun Mountain before, she and Wen Qizhou would let them run around the back mountain while hunting.

Ever since the natural gas pipeline burst and they were forced to leave the Taoist temple, they never had a chance to take them out to play.

"When we leave the desert, let's find another opportunity to take them out to play." Keeping them locked up for too long can lead to depression.

Chi Yue answered vaguely.

They ate up the remaining bolong meat, Wen Qizhou thought that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is large, and it might be cold in the middle of the night, so they took a thin quilt from the closet before returning to the tent.

He spread the thin quilt on the sleeping bag, said "good night" with his arms around Chi Yue's waist, and was overwhelmed by the turbulent sleepiness.

The bright moonlight accompanies people to sleep.

In a sufficiently quiet environment, the couple sleeping in each other's arms felt each other's warmth and slept until dawn.

"hot……"

Chi Yue kicked the sleeping bag away.

The rising sun hangs in the sky, and the temperature in the desert approaches forty degrees. Even if there is a wind blowing, the heat wave cannot be avoided.

Seeing a thin layer of sweat forming on the tip of her nose, Wen Qizhou put the sleeping bag and quilt aside and picked up a cattail leaf fan to fan her.

He repeated the same movements tirelessly, even though Chi Yue was fully awake, she still didn't let go of the handle of the fan.

"Husband." Chi Yue hugged his red face like a clingy cat.

"what happened?"

"Dear."

She pouts her dark red lips, a pair of clear almond eyes, staring at him without blinking, tempting him to pick it up.

Wen Qizhou couldn't stand her teasing.

His fingertips ran through Chi Yue's long hair, covered the back of her neck and pressed forward, sucking on her lips to absorb the sweet fragrance.

The fierce kiss robbed her of breath.

The enthusiasm continued to spread.

Chi Yue, who was begging for a kiss, couldn't bear it, she softened in his arms like a puddle of water, and shoved his shoulder, motioning him to leave.

Considering that there were still people outside, Wen Qizhou stopped in moderation, but the fingertips that moved from the butterfly bone to the white skin were still moving, still teaching the people who teased him early in the morning.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you still hooking me up?"

"...I don't." Chi Yue pursed her moist lips, rolled her delicate eyes, and gave him a reproachful look.

(End of this chapter)

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