It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

Baiyang glanced around the basin a few times, and probably had a guess in his mind, "Everyone's suitcases are quite heavy, let's go to the nearest one first and ask!"

Having said that, Baiyang had already walked down.

Shi Cheng followed Bai Yang with a health cup with a giant duck sticker on it.

He smiled lightly and said, "It's a pity that we can't stay overnight. If we have a chance, we can go camping together. I have a full set of tools at home, and I will be the one to set up the tent!"

Mu Duoduo walked around Ning Meng, walked to the other side of Baiyang, and said, "I have good barbecue skills. We can learn from each other if we have the opportunity!"

As he spoke, he put the only backpack he brought with him on Baiyang's suitcase, took the telescopic handle in Baiyang's hand, and pulled the luggage to his right side.

Under the short sleeves, the veins are as sexy as ever...

Ha, obviously not much effort was used!

"Little Yang, you are playing the role of me with this suitcase!"

Mu Duoduo felt the weight of Baiyang's suitcase and came to the conclusion, "Little Lamb, you definitely didn't pack a few clothes in it!"

God knows how light this suitcase is!

It is different from the previous few people who were chatting and laughing and traveling lightly.

Ning Meng prepared a lot of things for this variety show. He brought almost half of his "belongings" with him, and his 32-inch suitcase was packed to the brim.

After taking only two steps, Ning Meng felt that his suitcase had "a mind of its own."

Despite his efforts to control it, the suitcase still took a serpentine step down the hill.

There was a rapid friction sound.

Mu Duoduo turned his head and subconsciously stretched out his big palm to pull the two people on the roadside towards him.

The next second, the huge suitcase fell down.

It may be due to uneven weight distribution during "loading", or it may be because the slope of this small basin is too steep.

In just a few breaths, the suitcase had already rolled around on the dirt road several times. It hit a stone barrier on the side of the road and made a loud noise before falling silent.

Mu Duoduo was in shock, hooking his suitcase and bag with one hand, and hugging the two people with the other.

After the "dust settled", he frowned slightly and said, "Whose suitcase is it!"

If he bumped into someone, he would probably be out of the race.

Ning Meng's expression could no longer be tense, and he could no longer pretend to be a "noble young master". He hurried down the slope and stood beside the box with a pale face. He broke down and said, "Can't you help me?"

Shi Cheng became more and more disgusted with this guy and said coldly: "Who do you want to help? You didn't know how to shout just now? If Master A hadn't pulled us in time, we would be missing arms and legs like that suitcase! "

Ning Meng looked at Baiyang with empty hands and a white sun protection coat that made him look clean and innocent.

He said angrily: "Baiyang, don't you have strong arms? Help me pull the suitcase so that it won't fall!"

What kind of magical statement is this?

Mu Duoduo quickly stuffed the suitcase back into Baiyang's hand.

He said with a dark face, "The first one to go down was Xiaoyang, and I was the one who snatched his suitcase. Who would have known that you moved your whole house without saying a word? What's wrong with you? Why are you so kind!"

After saying that, Mu Duoduo rolled his eyes directly at the camera and said fiercely: "Any male green tea can be moved to variety shows, and he is not afraid of teaching bad children."

The atmosphere was completely deadlocked after these words were spoken.

Ning Meng expressed himself with the determination to win, or win the position of a regular guest in the next season of the variety show,

Either strive for more shots than Bai Yang and become the next number one.

Now that Mu Duoduo is smearing him without turning around, his "cold and indifferent" image can no longer be maintained.

He said angrily: "You must speak responsibly! You can't be so presumptuous just because you are a member of the royal family. What's wrong with me preparing more for a show!"

Ning Meng's roar reached the dyeing workshop. Several executive directors heard the sound and ran out of the door. They opened the curtains and saw the embarrassing scene at the entrance of the village.

Si Yuan was worried that it would be too ugly for everyone, so he handed his suitcase to Yu Mingliang, and stepped forward to persuade him: "One person is less than a word, Master A is also a fair competition, Amen, you think too much."

As he said that, he helped to lift up the suitcase that was still lying in the mud with a missing wheel.

Ning Meng held his hands, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, turned around, and walked downstairs full of anger.

Whatever his fault is, it is all the fault of this group of royal family. What kind of show does the royal family come to choose?

If the royal family wants something they don't have, why should they occupy their resources!

When Yu Mingliang saw that Si Yuan was struggling to lift Ning Meng's suitcase, but Ning Meng was missing, he also said sarcastically: "He won't be fine at the beginning. There must be a program team to help him carry his luggage!"

But Feng Zeli spat, and said with a smile, "Ning Meng's temperament, I'm afraid even the people from the ten training camps combined can't even catch up to him by a fraction!"

Others strive to stay close to "life" and strive to become a better version of themselves.

He is trying hard to act "unattainable" and strive to look like the person he was before he changed.

A little aside, in the end, Si Yuan’s suitcase belonged to Mu Duoduo...

When everyone finally arrived at the dyeing workshop, the resident guest Hao Ge had already prepared rough but distinctive tea for the contestants.

When serving tea, Brother Hao nodded in confusion and said, "Didn't you say there are ten strong men? How come the program team is short of a few pounds!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two regular guests, still wrapped in aprons, hurried out of the dyeing workshop.

"There are fewer people?" Bai Yao shouted the loudest while holding the spatula.

"Director Dog, come out!" Yue Lu still had some unfinished beans on his hand.

Shi Cheng was obviously an old acquaintance of Yue Lu, so he quickly stepped forward and explained: "Aunt Yue, there are ten of us, ten of us, and one of them has gone somewhere!"

After saying that, Shi Cheng was still a little embarrassed and pointed to his teammates behind him and said, "These are all my friends, thanks to Aunt Yue, Brother Hao and Senior Bai for taking care of them."

When Bai Yao heard that there were ten people, he immediately beamed, "Brother Shi, this is the first time we meet. My name is Bai Yao, and everyone calls me San Tu."

As Bai Yao talked, he walked out and passed the pergola that blocked his view, only to see his quiet and well-behaved little cousin Bai Yang inside.

He is almost ten years older than Bai Yang, and he doesn't have many opportunities to meet her. At most, he goes to the Bai family in Kyoto every New Year and Qingming Festival to go to the Bai family in Kyoto. Occasionally, he has the opportunity to take a look at his little cousin from a distance, who seems to be otherworldly.

This is the first time I have observed it at such a close distance.

It's pretty good-looking, but I don't dare... to admit my relatives!

Bai Yao scratched his head with the hand that was not holding the spatula, and said loudly: "It's good that we're all here, hurry up and pack up. I'll put the stew in the pot and take everyone to the fields to pick corn."

After saying that, he rushed back to clean up the oil pan.

Bai Yang didn't realize that he had "fallen off his horse", so he put the things in the corner of the living room with everyone else.

Then I sprayed myself with toilet water, put on my limited-edition bamboo basket, and stood there waiting for the big team, letting the hair on my head flutter in the wind.

Bai Yao, who was hiding behind the small kitchen window and observing: My little cousin looks good at masturbating. His hands are itchy and he wants to push the hair back...