Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 487 Breaking the Cocoon (4)

   "Captain, where are you, Captain?"

   It was different from what Nangong Wan'er had expected. The inside of the transport ship, which was thought to be safe, was already dark at the moment.

   Only a few emergency lights remained on.

   But if the hull of a large ship only relies on these few lights, it is obviously not enough.

   Most of the place is dark, only a vague outline can be drawn.

   At this moment, a few weak gasping sounds came faintly, and Nangong Wan'er raised her ears to distinguish it carefully. After a long while, she finally figured out the direction of the sound.

   came from not far behind him, in the wooden box that was cluttered together.

   "Captain, how are you?"

  The interior of the cabin is actually quite chaotic.

  Due to the weather, the continuous and violent shaking for a long time caused all the steel ropes and mesh belts to stabilize the wooden box to be damaged.

  The stacked boxes fell apart, and smashed some other intact ones...

  There is chaos everywhere, and nowhere is safe.

  Nangong Wan'er turned on the light on her mobile phone and checked it quickly. Fortunately, although many wooden box sealing strips were smashed, it seemed that there were no treasures that were completely scattered.

   Basically, everything is in good condition.

  Nangong Wan'er moved quickly towards the captain while avoiding the messy sawdust under her feet.

  In the cabin that was constantly shaken by the wind and waves, it was difficult to walk.

  Fortunately, after a few minutes, he finally found the captain who was hit by a corner of a huge wooden box and hit his calf.

   At this moment, the captain leaned on a wooden box with a pale face and held a small one in his arms. Seeing Nangong Wan'er, he finally said with a sigh of relief,

   "Girl, that's great, hurry up, take this box over, here's what's inside"

   But the captain's words were not finished.

   Just as Nangong Wan'er took the box that the captain regarded as a treasure and held it in her arms, the ship suddenly shook violently.

   The entire transport ship seemed to be lifted up by the waves and flew into the air.

After   , the entire hull tilted uncontrollably and fell...

   smashed into the sea with force.

  ****

   "I'm not thirsty."

   With a splitting headache, the girl lying on the bed finally slowly opened her eyes.

   However, before he could make any movement, he was suddenly startled.

   Because at this moment, she suddenly felt that she was being wrapped in a warm embrace.

  A pair of powerful arms passed through the back of his neck, wrapping himself firmly in his arms.

   Even, there is a possessive arm around her waist.

   "Wan'er, are you awake?"

   A familiar voice rang in Nangong Wan'er's ears. In her distress, she turned her head subconsciously and bumped into Mu Jingchi's deep, bloodshot eyes unprepared.

   "Why are you here."

  The girl's voice was hoarse.

   Mu Jingchi couldn't help frowning, turned around to get a thermos cup, slowly brought it to her lips, and said softly,

   "Drink some water and moisten your throat."

  “.”

  Nangong Wan'er opened her mouth dumbly but obediently, grabbed the straw, and drank slowly.

   But his eyes kept falling on Mu Jingchi's tired face.

  The always handsome man didn't even shave his beard, and a layer of stubble appeared from his temples to his chin.

  Nangong Wan'er slowly raised her hand and touched it gently.

   This somewhat difficult but surprising action caught Mu Jingchi off guard, but in the next second, like a big dog, he lowered his body slightly and brought his face close.

   At the same time, I heard the little girl choked up and said,

   "Third Master, you are here."

"Um,"

   Mu Jingchi took advantage of the situation and squeezed these small hands, and sighed deeply.

   He only answered, and then he didn't speak any more. He just pressed his forehead against Nangong Wan'er's, and sighed,

   "It's almost too late."

   "You saved me?"

  Nangong Wan'er still remembered that the moment she took the small box over, the boat capsized.

   And at the end of the memory, it stayed at the moment when a large sea of ​​water was poured in.

   "You don't."

   And before she could say what she wanted to ask him how to save her, her lips were sealed.

   The little girl's eyes widened in astonishment. Even though her lips and teeth were pried open, she still looked blankly at the man who was already in front of her.

   The heart seemed to be clenched into the palm of his hand, caressed carefully, and slowly teased.

   kept jumping, but he couldn't turn his palm at all.

   After a long while, suddenly a strength from nowhere suddenly pushed the man away, and said in trembling,

   "What are you doing, I. I'm not,"

   "Wan'er,"

  Mu Jingchi naturally knew what she wanted to say, so without waiting for her to finish speaking, he hugged the man domineeringly into his arms and repeated,

   "It's my bastard, it's all my fault."

  Nangong Wan'er stuck to his heart, and she lost her movement instantly when she heard the same panicked heartbeat as her own.

  He. Could it be that he wants to confess to himself?

   But how is this possible?

   (end of this chapter)