Chapter 4540
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V8, who was carrying a gun, was so embarrassed that he only wanted to stay away from this photographer with a strong personality. He could not take it at all and did not dare to stay with her!
The car drove for about three kilometers and turned into a shelter. The sandstorm from the sky was right in front of them and there was already a layer of yellow dust on the windshield of the car.
"Get out of the car, get out of the car!"
Xia Jinyuan jumped out of the car first. Then the door opened and eight comrades quickly got out of the car. The rest of the cars stopped and got out of the car immediately.
When the sandstorm arrived, the sky was filled with yellow sand. V8 said to Qin Ying, "The sandstorm will arrive soon. Go up quickly!"
Qin Ying looked at the young officer who had a cold expression under the helmet and pointed to the team member who was holding the camouflage cloth. Her expression was the same as before and she said calmly, "I know. Go quickly."
To be able to carry such heavy equipment and run to the deserted Gobi to take photos alone, V8 glanced at her and did not say anything else. He picked up the rifle and immediately went to do his own thing.
In order to not be covered by the sand, all five cars had to be covered.
Qin Ying did not go up alone. She stood in the yellow sand less than a meter away from the view of the young officers and waited for them to throw the camouflage cloth over. She also joined them and tightened the camouflage cloth that was dancing in the wind to cover the cars tightly.
V8 tied the rope to the wheel and was about to tie it to the second wheel when he saw a woman kneeling on the ground. She pulled the rope tightly and her body went under the wheel. Then she stuffed the rope out of the gap between the rims and fastened it to the other end.
She did it alone without any help.
After she was done, she did not say anything and ran to the shelter with one hand covering her eyes.
V8 frowned, took off his helmet, and quickly caught up. He said, "Sorry," and put the helmet on Qin Ying's head. Then, he wrapped one hand around the back of her neck and hugged her shoulders tightly to protect her all the way to the shelter.
Yellow sand whizzed through the air. There were also many gravel mixed in the sand that smashed into the helmet. The V8 that was not wearing a helmet was hit on the forehead by the sharp gravel. Blood flowed out in a zigzag pattern, but it was blocked by the yellow sand that hit his face. It actually had the effect of stopping the bleeding.
V8 did not make a sound even when he was bleeding. Qin Ying had been hit by the gravel twice, so she knew that the young officer who had been running with her in his arms and whom she had been looking for for five years must have been hit in the head or even injured.
Five years, five years … How many days and nights had it been? That photo she had taken had to be developed several times a year, and the edges of the first photo would eventually be worn out by her fingers until the color faded. Now, she had a photo album in her backpack. It was filled with photos of him alone, and it was also the only photo she had. The number of photos she had developed over the past five years was the number of photos in the album.
Even if it was worn out, she could not bear to throw it away.
She couldn't find him after a long time, and they didn't meet again after a long time. It was as if he didn't exist in this world. She was so late that she thought she would have to wait for another ten years …
Never would he have thought that there would be a glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel. He was forced to get married by his family's "empress" and fled to the Gobi to relax. While he was at it, he took a few sets of photos for his living expenses. Who would have thought … who would have thought that he would inadvertently run into her again!
She couldn't find him no matter where she looked, but once again, she accidentally bumped into him!
How could he not be excited? He was so excited that he did not care about a woman's modesty. She hugged his head and kissed him fiercely. She originally wanted to kiss his mouth, but she stopped abruptly and kissed his face.
Kissing his face was enough to make her drunk from excitement. She was really drunk. She was so drunk that she could not believe that she had really run into him. She was so drunk that she pestered him all the way, but secretly she kept pinching her thighs to confirm that she was not dreaming.
It was not a dream, it was not a dream. She pinched her thighs as proof that she was not dreaming!
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