Ge Xiaolun was completely dumbfounded. He had clearly meant to protect Qiangwei, so how had that pretty girl turned into Liu Chuang, that rough old bastard, in the blink of an eye?
Hadn't he been in the helicopter earlier?
"So, how long are you two planning to hug?"
He Weilan's disgusted voice came from nearby.
The explosion had come far too suddenly. There had been no time to dodge, and she had thought they would have to take it head-on. Yet in the end, she somehow found herself inside a gigantic barrier.
Still shaken, He Weilan naturally thought of her comrades first. She hurriedly looked around and soon saw the philosophical sight of Ge Xiaolun and Liu Chuang, two grown men, locked tightly in each other's embrace.
The visual impact was quite severe, and the revulsion made her stomach churn.
Ge Xiaolun jumped at the sound and hurriedly released Liu Chuang as he looked over. Then he met He Weilan's gaze, the kind that said, Why don't you two just die?
Beside her, all of their comrades were safe and sound, including Qiangwei. At that moment, she was looking at him with slightly furrowed brows, and whether it was his imagination or not, Ge Xiaolun thought he heard her click her tongue.
Under the stares of his comrades, Ge Xiaolun opened and closed his mouth, feeling utterly unable to explain himself.
"Why the fuck did you dive into my arms?" Embarrassed into anger, he could only take it out on Liu Chuang.
Liu Chuang looked even worse than he did. "Who the fuck dived into your arms? I was standing there just fine. You were the one who fucking lunged at me..."
Qiangwei did not linger on them for long. Looking toward the blond man suspended in the sky, she