Chapter 250 (2/2)

It was a women's woolen coat, not very big. It was a little cramped to cover the two people, so they had to get closer.

Although Lin Jiangxia rejected it, she couldn't control her biological instinct at this time.

As long as it was a slight warmth, she couldn't control her body to lean over there.

For Lin Jiangxia at the moment, the time has been blurred. I don't know how long later, the roar of helicopter propeller appeared again in the sky.

She looked up and saw that the helicopter had stopped steadily on her head.

A rope ladder was thrown from the air.

The first person to come down the rope ladder was the bodyguard.

Bodyguard Lin Jiangxia recognized her. It was the bodyguards who followed her and did their duty to appear pedantic.

Lin Jiangxia couldn't wait to get up and said loudly, ”are you coming?”

I tried very hard to enlarge my voice, but because of the freezing, the sound was as subtle as the roar of a milk cat.

”Are you all right, madam?” The thick cotton quilt brought down by the bodyguard was directly draped over Lin Jiangxia.

The quilt is very warm, but it can't immediately drive away the cold in Lin Jiangxia's body.

After all, the wind and snow seemed to have invaded her bone marrow.

Wrapped in a small quilt, still shivering uncontrollably.

”Where's brother Zhan?” She asked with wide eyes.

The bodyguard was silent, but he looked up at the helicopter.

Lin Jiangxia had a stem around his neck and tried to raise some angles. Only then did Zhan beiheng come down the rope ladder.

”Brother Zhan!” Mostly under the rendering of the emotion of rebirth after death, Lin Jiangxia's nose couldn't stop getting sour, but she couldn't as usual. When the tears were about to fall, the tears seemed to be frozen. She just screamed.

Zhan beiheng stepped on the heavy snow and left footprints. After loosening the rope ladder, he quickly approached her.

He looked at her up and down. His eyebrows were twisted into a twist. After a few seconds, he held her tightly in his arms.

”Your body is very cold.” He said painfully.

”It's all right. It's hot now. It's like getting into the oven!” Lin Jiangxia leaned her head against Zhan beiheng's chest and couldn't stop pulling the corners of her mouth.

Zhan beiheng held her cheek in his hand.

She used to feel that Zhan's palm was a little cold, but now she just felt that his palm was burning. When she touched her, it made her cheeks burn.

But she didn't avoid it. Instead, she leaned her face against his palm and squeezed her face, which had changed its shape.

”Brother Zhan, is it really you?” She stared at the man in front of her: ”I've heard the story of the little match girl. When she was very cold and dying, she would fantasize about meeting the person she wanted to see most. She met grandma. Naturally, I will meet brother Zhan? So I'm dying now, right? ”

”No nonsense.” Zhan Bei constantly rebuked in a low voice, but his tone was still distressed: ”it's me. This is not an illusion.”

He said, took her hands and put them on his face: ”fantasy won't bring you touch, okay?”

Lin Jiangxia couldn't stop smiling and nodded with all her strength, but then there was worry between her eyebrows.

”What about him... What about him?” She snuggled up in Zhan beiheng's arms and looked at Han lingchu, who was still curled up on the ground.

He also tried to stand up, but he didn't have that strength.

When Zhan beiheng's eyes fell on Han lingchu's cheek, he could show disgust, hatred and even murder.