Quick wear: the male protagonist's white moonlight lifts up to death

It's almost closed, with no exits.

Only a small gap is exposed in the hidden compartment above, and the other places are sealed concrete floors.

Up to four meters...

Combined, Beimu and Yihuan couldn't touch the height.

And all around, except for the wooden planks that shatter when stepped on, there is nothing else that can pry open the cover of the hidden compartment.

If a spark falls from the dark grid.

So where are they.

It will become a sealed furnace with nowhere to escape.

Under such a crisis.

Beimu didn't want to hide his love anymore.

If you don't confess at this time, when will you wait?

"What's wrong?" Mu Yihuan stuffed the collected things into her chest, walked over and asked.

Beimu turned off the flashlight on the lighter.

Taking advantage of the faint firelight coming in from the gap in the dark compartment, he looked at the woman in front of him.

Her long curly hair was a little messy, and the hair on her forehead was a little wet due to sweat.

"Why don't you speak?"

When she wiped the sweat stains, her delicate face was stained with dust from her hands, but she still couldn't hide her refined face.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

Mu Yihuan had never been looked at by Beimu with such warm eyes, and the love hidden in his heart turned into a shy blush on his face for a while.

finished talking...

She was suddenly hugged.

The moderate strength seems to be caring for the treasure in my heart, and the tight hug seems to be afraid that she will disappear in the next second.

"Beimu?"

"Yihuan, I love you."

Beimu summoned up the courage of his life to say these three words.

In the case of life and death, love is strong.

only……

His voice broke due to excitement, and his voice was hoarse, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Can you say that again."

"I love you……"

Beimu faced Mu Yihuan and said another sentence.

No matter how cruel punches and kicks were to be received next, Beimu was willing to go all out.

"I love you, I love you..."

He looked at Beimu who was blushing as if he was just beginning to fall in love.

Mu Yihuan suppressed a smile of excitement.

Such a scene, such words.

She didn't know how many times she had fantasized about it.

I once thought that if I couldn't bear it any longer, I would confess my love first.

did not expect……

She waited for this day.

Without hesitation, affectionately, she held Beimu's face and stood on tiptoe...

A gentle kiss fell on the lips.

Beimu opened his eyes suddenly.

He, he, did he read it right?

Yi Huan kissed him?

Not dreaming?

Does this mean that Yi Huan agrees?

He felt like he was going to die.

Just when he was about to hug and kiss, he saw from the gap in the dark compartment that the top was about to be swallowed by fire.

A spark falls.

"Yihuan, be careful."

Accompanied by his exclamation.

After reacting, Mu Yihuan was already supported by Beimu, and after a moment of flying, she sat on Beimu's shoulder.

"what are you doing?"

The voice just fell...

The oil on the ground burst into flames.

A strong fire swept through the entire basement in an instant, and the bright fire light illuminated the place.

Watching Beimu's pants being burned by fire, he remained motionless.

Mu Yihuan, who was tightly suppressed, gritted her teeth and roared: "Beimu, if you die together, you put me down quickly."

"Yihuan, I will support you with my body for a few minutes, maybe within a few minutes, you can survive."

"Yi Huan, happiness is so short. If I die, you will forget about me and find someone who loves you."

Beimu felt that today was too happy.

It turned out that God wanted him to fulfill his wish in his last life.

"Beimu, let me go."

Mu Yihuan's tears dripped down on Beimu's cheeks.

(It’s a bit out of writing, I forgot about Tongzi, I have to find some sense of presence for Tongzi.)

(Daily request: Use love to generate electricity...)