The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

The girl didn't seem to take this matter to heart.

Ning Yan had a stinky face.

She's really stupid.so stupid.

How could you be bullied like this?

Would you rather lower your eyes in disgust than enjoy it?

There seems to be no need to exist anymore.

Xu Yuanyuan was trying to smooth things over. She looked left and right, her eyes aimed at the most well-behaved and harmless Song Zixing, and asked half-jokingly, "Brother Zixing, are you a werewolf or a Cupid?"

The originally silent atmosphere softened a bit.

Everyone looked at Song Zixing curiously.

The young man laughed obediently and winked playfully, "This seems to have to be kept a secret."

Webcast barrage:

[Laughing to death, the whole audience was like a Cupid, the God of Love was surrounded by a group of werewolves who were eyeing him, the show was full of effects. 】

[Ning Yan is a werewolf! ! ! 】

[But Ning Yan didn’t expect that he would fall in love with Shu Shu at that time, right? 】

[At the end of the show, there is another chance to change the identity card. Ning Yan, give me a chance! 】

After several people finished eating, they were all tired after a long day's work, so they all went back to the wooden house to rest.Gu Chen had a minor in architecture during college, so the foundation of the wooden house is very stable, ventilated from the north to the south, and enough to accommodate all of them.

Considering that Ning Yan was still ill, the tent was left to him.

Ning Yan squatted down and cleaned Ban Shu's pink pig bowl.

His eyebrows are serious, his slender fingers are carefully wiping the edge of the bowl, and his thick long eyelashes are drooping, giving people a sense of contrast inexplicably.

Pan Shu was not sleepy yet and did not go to bed. She sat next to Ning Yan and watched him wash the dishes for her.

She blinked, "Ning Yan, look at the many stars tonight."

Ning Yan drained the water in the bowl with paper towels, wiped his hands and sat down next to Pan Shu.

His wrists were resting on his knees, and he was sitting in a lazy and casual posture.

He raised his head, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, "Yeah."

"Ning Yan."

The boy looked sideways, "Huh?"

"Can you sing for me?" The girl's voice was sweet and soft, with a hint of coquettishness.

Ning Yan was startled.

He pressed his fingertips uncomfortably, his cheeks burning, "What do you want to hear?"

Pan Shu smiled and held her chin up, "Anything is fine."

"Too long, too long, has it been too long?"

"Forgot, forgot, how it started."

"Drunk and singing by the river."

"I will always love you."

"..."

The young man's low and seductive voice contained a hint of tenderness, and was gently brought to Ban Shu's ear in the evening breeze.

He spoke very slowly, lazily and deeply, and his voice, unique to a young man, was like burning wild grass in the evening wind of summer night, or like the gentle bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Emotional, out of control.

Pan Shu's ears were a little numb.

Ning Yan looked at her intently with his dark eyes.

Look at her pink cheeks.

Look at her evasive eyes.

Ning Yan suddenly smiled slowly, "Banshu."

"Huh?" The girl was a little confused.

Ning Yan's low sigh was lost in the wind, "Am I really a little cruel to you?"

He still couldn't forget her aggrieved expression during the day.

At that time.

It was as if someone stabbed his heart again and again with a knife, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Is he really not as gentle as Luo Beishu, not as steady as Gu Chen, really not as frank as Song Zixing?

I hate the love.

Not straightforward, not gentle, even awkward and reckless.

But the boy’s preference——

How could it not be unique?

"Well, it's so cruel." The girl blinked slowly, "I thought at that time, I would never care about you again, I would die of grievance. I didn't even want to eat it, so I carried it all the way back for Ning Yan to eat, but you Still mean to me."

Ning Yan chuckled, "Such a good boy."

It was quiet for a few more seconds.

The stars were very bright tonight. The young man looked sideways and saw that Pan Shu was drowsily asleep. He gently put the girl's head on his shoulder and gently carried her into the tent.

He murmured, "Why don't you ask me why I sing this song?"

"So stupid."

Panshu was sleeping lightly. She vaguely heard someone talking in her ear, and it became quiet again after a while.

Ning Yan leaned to the side and looked at her quietly.

The next day.

When Luo Beishu came out of the cabin, he saw Ning Yan lazily fiddling with the extinguished fire, and was startled, "You're not resting in the tent?"

Ning Yan raised her eyelids and said softly, "She's in there."

Luo Beishu lowered his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, his gentle and cool eyebrows were cold, and even when handling the ingredients, he seemed to be conducting some research as rigorously as he did.

He looks very classical.

It feels light but has a strong sense of presence.

It's not overly colorful, but it's just stunning.

Ning Yan stared at the churning boiler for a few seconds, half-lidded eyes in annoyance, "What did you do?"

Luo Beishu said slowly, "Cream mushroom soup, Shu Shu likes it."

"..."

Ning Yan is really annoyed.

Kitchen Killer is depressed.

Pan Shu was awakened by the fragrance. She opened the tent and rubbed her wet sleepy eyes, "It smells so good."

Luo Beishu's cold expression softened, and he said "Yeah", "It's almost ready. You can eat it after you wash up."

Pan Shu: "You are so awesome, Luo Beishu."

Ning Yan paused with her fingertips and narrowed her eyes, "How many people have you said this to?"

Pan Shu: "..."

Oops.

It's easy to say.

Ning Yan sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "Go and wash up quickly, you are a flower-picking thief who goes around showing no mercy."

"..."

After Pan Shu finished washing, Gu Chen and others also came out.

Song Zixing squeezed to Pan Shu's side and said coquettishly in a soft voice, "Sister, let's work together today."

Ning Yan's face was expressionless, "Why? Because of your big face? Because of your thick skin?"

Even the aroma of cream of mushroom soup can't erase the strong smell of gunpowder among men.

Luo Beishu smiled gracefully, but his expression was happy.

Xu Yuanyuan and Chu Hua's little eyes were rolling and they were enjoying watching the show.

Gu Chen stood on the wall and watched.

He said quietly, "I suggest that today's grouping be based on two people who have never been grouped together."

For example, he and Pan Shu.

We were never assigned together once.

Ning Yan had no objection and said to Gu Chen in a lazy voice, "There is a group of three. In that case, I will follow Pan Shu. I am a patient, and it shouldn't be too much to ask her to take care of me. Ask for it?"

Ban Shu: "..." You must be the thick-skinned person.

Gu Chen said nothing.

The final result was a trio of Gu Chen, Ning Yan and Pan Shu.

"Put on your hat." Ning Yan glanced down at her.

"Oh."

Gu Chen was walking in front.

Ning Yan followed Pan Shu slowly and said, "Panshu."

"what?"

"Do you want to carry it?"

"No."

Ning Yan said "tsk", "Why not? You are very powerful now, aren't you?"

Pan Shu: "You are a patient, and my legs are not for display."

Ning Yan paused for two seconds, "Can I carry you on my back?"