Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 292

Just midway down the steep slope.

Luther clinging to Joyce, they rolled down the slope along with all the debris, and branches and it

seemed that they were not going to stop anywhere soon. And they could hear the wind whistling

harshly over and over.

He used all his strength to hold on to her firmly, afraid to be separated from her.

He was afraid that once he let go he would lose her forever.

Joyce wrapped her arms around him hard and buried her head deep in his chest. The rough gravel was

constantly rubbing against her exposed tender skin, and she knew that he had already blocked most of

it with his own body for her.

They rolled all the way down, but fortunately, they hit a low bush midway and slowed down a lot.

They had no idea how long they rolled and slid, but they finally stopped when they hit another short

bush.

The surroundings were instantly much quieter, and the only sounds heard were their loud gasping

breaths.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Luther tried to move a bit, and fortunately, he could still move all his

limbs, so there were no major injuries.

After the rolling, Joyce was a little dizzy. She closed her eyes, unable to say anything for a while.

Luther sat up nervously, held Joyce upright, cradled her in his arms, and checked her up and down.

Neither her arms nor her legs were seriously injured, that was lucky.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

A moment later, Joyce slowed down and spoke, "I'm fine, just a little dizzy. What about you, are you

hurt? Is there any bleeding anywhere?" In the darkness, she groped for his arms and stroked up his

legs; he was the one who was shielding her just now.

"Nothing that really matters. Fortunately, before entering the mountain, I wore special hiking clothes. It’s

rain-resistant and weather-proof, and it uses special materials, so the scratches just now would not

really damage it." Luther flirted with relief in his voice.

Just now, the situation had been dangerous enough, but fortunately, he bet right. With Joyce he jumped

down the steep slope, and they finally survived.

He hugged Joyce tightly as if she were a lost and found treasure, "Great, it's finally okay. I watched you

disappear in front of DeNox. Maybe you don't know, but it scared me."

She leaned quietly into his arms and did not move.

After all the past incidents, she found it difficult to calm down. There were too many things she wanted

to say, but at this time she did not know what to say.

"Can you stand up?" Luther turned on his flashlight and shone on the path underneath, "It's already a

flat slope down there, we can walk down."

"I'll try." Joyce stretched her legs, and luckily she could move them. She stood up, a little shaky at first,

and soon got used to it.

Luther held her steady, his palm wrapped around her hand, "We keep going down, if I remember

correctly, there is a small lake at the bottom."

"You know the terrain? By the way, I still don't know where this place is?" Joyce questioned.

"This is the Hill Benjamin in City B. I have carefully memorized the map before I came. So when I

jumped down the steep slope just now, I was also somewhat aware that there was a lake underneath,

so it should not be too steep. Fortunately, I did not remember wrong. Otherwise, I'm afraid we're all

dead." Luther took Joyce's hand, lighting the road ahead with his flashlight, and walked ahead.

The slope was getting flat, but it was also starting to get thorny, so they still had to be careful.

"Fortunately, when we fell just now, we didn't encounter such a thorn bush. Otherwise, I'm afraid that

your hilarious face would be ruined." Joyce was finally rescued and felt relaxed, and could not help but

say a joke.

Luther stopped abruptly.

Joyce had no time to react, and inertia sent her straight into his arms.