Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

She judged the position of his head based on the man's arm. She hoped that she would be favored by the **** of luck, stabbed the other's eyes, and created a glimmer of vitality for herself in despair.

Yan Qingsi didn't know that she had stabbed the other side. In the next second, Yan Qingsi felt the pressure on her neck reduced. She seized the opportunity and tried hard to go upstream. As soon as she got out of the water and someone saw her, she was saved.

But she has been underwater for too long, the oxygen in her lungs has been consumed, her left leg is cramped, and she has poured a lot of water into the lake. Her eyelids are getting heavier. Looking at the water near her, she has no strength to swim. Going up, falling weightlessly.

Yan Qingsi smiled bitterly, really ... would she be so dead?

When darkness hits, before closing her eyes, Yan Qingsi's head is full of Yue Tingfeng's face ...

Yue Tingfeng, I haven't said I want to marry you!

Just after Yan Qingsi fell into the darkness, she didn't see many people jumping into the water.

On the shore, the director and crew were standing on the bridge and eagerly talking to the ants on the hot pot. There was drizzle in the sky, no one was holding an umbrella, and their wet faces were all water, and it was impossible to tell whether it was rain or sweat.

Everyone's eyes were staring closely at the lake, and the director's anxious voice changed: "Who else, who can swim all go down to find someone, and also call, call ... call fire ... hurry ... If you ca n’t swim, go find a swimmer nearby ... hurry up, do n’t fret ... ”

It was getting darker and darker, and the rain was getting heavier and no one was found, which was even more unfavorable.

Just a few seconds after Yan Qingsi sank, the director shouted that she could come up, but there was no movement, and the director shouted a few more times and remained motionless.

Ji Mianmian had a hundred faces at the time, and was anxious to say if it was a cramp or something happened, the director hurriedly asked the lifeguard to come over and go to the water to find someone.

But underwater, they searched in the place where Yan Qingsi had just entered the water, but did not find it, and expanded the search and rescue range. Underwater, they had limited equipment and had difficulty finding people.

Neither Ji Mianmian nor Xiao Xu could swim, standing on the shore, anxious.

Time passed minute by minute, Ji Mianmian burst into tears, the rain fell on the water, and the ripples made the dark water look like a black hole that devoured everything.

Just when everyone was in a hurry, a group of people suddenly came. A dozen were in their twenties. Each was a black suit. They were tall, walking with wind, stern faces, and killing. Condensing, the young man who walked in front asked: "Who is Yan Qingsi?"

His voice was very penetrating, as if a bullet had been shot into everyone's ear.

Ji Mianmian cried while pointing at the water: "In the water, in the water ... Drowning, now I can't find it ..."

The director is a very knowledgeable person. At first glance, those people know that the history is not bothersome. Everyone seems to exude a sense of killing. He hurriedly said, "She just didn't come up to the film, we are looking for someone now. "

The face of the people changed immediately. A dozen people didn't say anything, didn't take off their clothes and shoes, and immediately jumped into the water.

About seven or eight minutes ago, Ji Mianmian finally saw that some of the dozen people who were dragged down swam up.

The crew did not dive deep enough, and Yan Qingsi had fallen very deeply, so they couldn't find it.