Shan He Biao Li

This is a common dirt road in towns and villages. There are trees on the side of the road, and there are **** eggs arranged in a very artistic way. There is no specificity, except for the extraordinary bumps.

Chu Huan stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road. The speed of the car was not fast at all. He was skilled and stopped smoothly, but even so, it caused a lot of dust.

Chu Huan's sitting position was slightly stiff, he pressed the wiper, brushed the floating dust on the glass, turned his head and asked Nanshan: "Is it near here?"

The car was left to Chu Huan by Pharaoh, a semi-used mid-range small SUV for home use.

The most advanced means of transportation that Nanshan has used in his life is the bus that leaks from the mountain. This is the first time he has taken a private car-especially when he is sitting in the co-pilot, the first time he can observe this up close How to drive a four-wheeled car.

It stands to reason that Nanshan, who would make a big fuss when he saw a stand-up, should have been refreshed, but he didn't know what kind of evil he was at this time, and he didn't put his attention on the car at all. He was watching Chu Huan. daze.

Chu Huan had to cough heavily.

"Hmm ..." Nanshan was irritated, and his bright eyes turned like a dream to a circle that never changed from his ancestor-moved away from Chu Huan, moved up and down, left and right, and finally fell back Chu Huan's body, and refused to stagger any more, Nanshan found his voice a little hoarse, quickly cleared his throat, "cough, what do you say?"

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Chu Huan finally sighed unbearably, pinching Nanshan's chin to the side: "Can you not stare at me so hungry?"

Nanshan immediately withdrew his gaze from the kindness, this time his eyes were nowhere to be placed, he had to drift around and floated, floating, and he did not know what he thought, and the mouth was slightly raised uncontrollably, and he seemed to be afraid of being discovered. As soon as I noticed it, I forced it down again to show that I didn't forget it.

Nanshan's hair was tied behind him, revealing a bright red **** auricle. He vividly gave Chu Huan what is called "face red ears".

Chu Huan thought that he had trained a face that was not bad for Vajra. Unexpectedly, in a small confined space at this time, he was inevitably infected by Nanshan and became uncomfortable. He was embarrassed for a while, especially because he was Muscle soreness, the root of one thigh seems to be still cramped.

Young people ... some aspects are really difficult to deal with.

Nanshan originally could not wait to see the outside world, but at this time near the border, he suddenly found that his interest was not that great. Compared with the outside, he instead reluctantly wanted to sit in the car for a while. Although he was forced to turn his gaze to other places, he knew that Chu Huan was beside him. He could hear Chu Huan's breathing, and even seemed to be able to feel the temperature of the man's body keenly.

Nanshan seemed to be poisoned. His feet failed to fall to the ground from the night before. He always floated in cotton, one deep and one shallow. He was in a sense of excitement. No matter what Chu Huan does-even if he just raises his hand a little, it seems to stir his mind to the maximum.

With his restless mood, the beaded and safety signs hanging on the mirror automatically swayed with the wind. The car seemed to have an air that wandered around unwillingly, sometimes from Chu Huan's face Rubbed on the neck.

Chu Huan was scratched with goose bumps for no reason, suspecting that if this continues, he will never be able to face various fans and blowers.

Chu Huan grabbed Nanshan's wrist, and the breeze in the car dispersed: "Yes, no harassment of the driver."

Nanshan did not speak, and looked at him scorchingly.

Chu Huan was so ill-tempered by him that he took off his seat belt, leaned over and kissed Nanshan forehead, stretched his arm over him, and opened the door on that side smoothly: "You did n’t always want to try to Can't cross the border ... "

Nanshan seemed to have pressed a switch that could not be touched, pulled Chu Huan down, and the small wind that had just spread out gathered together, forming a large circle of invisible ropes. Huan tied a strong one from beginning to end.

The Shoushan people are indeed a passionate nation, even if their beauty patriarch looks very reserved.

Chu Huan: "... the door is still open, patriarch."

Nanshan's tremendous sense of reason prevented him from reaching out into Chu Huan's clothes. He just held Chu Huan and crooked for a while, as if he was eating the flesh, and smelled it on Chu Huan. Go and whisper: "You are mine."

For the first time, Chu Huan knew that he could be so likable, and his heart was soft, and no one was unwilling to be valued by others-not to mention being regarded as a treasure by people like Nanshan.

Of course, this favorite way is very different from what he expected ... When thinking of this, Chu Huan's mood is a little more subtle.

Chu Huan finally broke free from Nanshan's arms, adjusted his clothes, and tried to pull the topic back to the serious direction: "Are you really not getting off the train to see?"

Nanshan: "Well, no."

Chu Huan was a little surprised: "Why?"

Nanshan: "... because it is over."

After a moment, he seemed to lower his head a little calmly: "I ... I just took care ... well, didn't pay attention."

Chu Huan didn't know what to say. The boundary that the Liyi people could not cross for generations was left behind inexplicably in a subtle mood and a trance.

"... Let's go, I will find a way to get you an ID card."

Nanshan thought that the county town near the border line was already terribly lively. It wasn't until he walked into the real city that he really found himself a frog at the bottom of the well.

He was frightened by the noise all over his ears, then frightened by the towering buildings and buildings, and finally frightened again by the bustling head in the airport.

Especially when he turned around and saw Chu Huan holding a cell phone he bought on the road, he was calling someone with a very light tone: "Well, okay, I will take him to see you-oh, okay, It's not a holiday now, I don't think there are many people ... "

Not many people ...

Nanshan took Chu Huan with one hand and silently let a person rushing across from the opposite side, feeling that his mental endurance had been effectively exercised.

Chu Huan hung up the phone: "Drink a drink?"

Before Nanshan had time to stop it, he had already stuffed the money into the vending machine-yes, another thing that frightened Nanshan was that Chu Huan spent his money like running water.

In fact, this is not to blame Chu Huan, because Nanshan found that this ghost place simply needs money for everything, drinking water, money for food, money for gas, money for crossing, money for parking, and even money for climbing a mountain!

When Chu Huan and his two children sold bacon last time, Nanshan was sinking into the ground, so he did not pay much attention. At this time, the price level in his mind was still two yuan per pound of bacon, and he could n’t help but spend the road. Every penny is converted into bacon.

The guardians of the mountain guard exploded in combat, but they did not pay much attention to mathematics. The number was too large. Nanshan would be a bit overwhelming. Of course, it was not a problem within ten yuan. So when Nanshan received the drink delivered by Chu Huan, he was very stressed and thought: "Ah, three pounds of bacon."

After boarding the plane, Chu Huan put on a seat belt for Nanshan. Nanshan, who had been all the way, finally couldn't help but ask: "Does it cost money to fly once?"

Chu Huan: "Yes."

Nanshan: "How much jin ... cough, how much?"

Chu Huan glanced at him, deliberately teasing him: "How many pounds of bacon? Thousand and eight hundred pounds."

Nanshan's eyes widened in shock, and he didn't recover for a while. After a while, he asked carefully: "You used to live here, wouldn't you always spend enough money?"

Actually not at all, Chu Huan never lacks money, his consumption is very low, he lives alone, he is very good at food and clothing, and Chu Aiguo does not need him to control, the biggest monthly expenditure is cat food and cat litter. Much more, in addition to this, he has two properties in his name, a car that has not been driven in a long time.

Although Chu Huan has not taken care of his property carefully in these years, he also knows that he is not very poor.

But he said to Nanshan with a smirk: "Of course, it's often impossible to open the pot."

Nan Shan glared at him, not knowing that Chu Huan was clanking so poorly, what else was so beautiful, he had to conclude that this product was a little careless in terms of material, and he was even more worried for a while.

The living environment outside was so sinister, Nanshan didn't want Chu Huan to come back, but he didn't want to give up, nor was he willing to go against Chu Huan's own ideas.

The plane slid smoothly into the runway in the worry of the Patriarch of the Mountain, the huge noise and bumps suddenly took place, Chu Huan naturally took Nanshan ’s hand on the side, and then the sense of weightlessness came, and the window was farther and farther away. The ground finally attracted Nanshan's attention. He thought that the so-called "airplane" flew over the treetop like a bird, or even more powerful, it could fly to the height of an eagle, but he did not expect that this The big white iron bird flew straight up to the sky, and the eyes gradually became white, and the underground buildings and streets were no longer visible.

Nanshan still had tinnitus in his ears, and he withdrew his gaze with horror. Only then did he see a cold sweat in his palm. He looked around and saw that there were more than a hundred people who didn't say anything. Everyone took what he couldn't understand. An Ruo Su Su.

At this moment, a hand stretched out suddenly and opened his frowning frown.

Chu Huan whispered in his ear: "Why are you so serious?"

Nanshan replied abruptly: "It's too high and there are too many people. In case I fall, I'm afraid I can't take them."

Chu Huan was about to laugh crazy.

Nanshan was nervous until the plane landed completely. During this period, he thought about the possibility of various crashes and his rescue plan.

The flight attendant opened the cabin door, and a plane's unknowing and sleepy passengers gradually came down with tiredness, completely unaware that they were escorted along the way.

Chu Huan took a nap. When he woke up, he had forgotten the joke that he had n’t been able to uncover before. While looking for a taxi, he said to Nanshan, "My house has n’t been lived in a long time. Let ’s eat something first, what do you want to eat? "

He was very familiar with this place. He took Nanshan out without raising his head in the crowds and dizzying ups and downs. The whole person showed a sense of ease at home. Nanshan suddenly moved, and his fingers clenched Chu Huan Wrist: "If the money is not enough ..."

Chu Huan smiled: "How do you remember this? I am funny ..."

Nanshan took him seriously and said seriously: "Apart from bacon, can there be anything else to change money? You said the green stone on the scepter last time is OK, right?"

Chu Huan froze.

Nanshan quickly waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, don't worry, there should still be that kind of stone. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough money here. I will help you make money in the future.

Chu Huan was dumb for a long time, and asked with a somewhat complicated look: "Then do you intend to raise me?"

Nanshan nodded without hesitation.

Chu Huan's voice softened: "If I come back to work and ask you to pour money, what should I do?"

"I don't know." Nanshan replied calmly, "But don't you like it?"

As long as I like it, whether it is right or wrong, or does it make sense, do you all help?

Chu Huan was speechless for a moment, and for the first time felt that his family head had the potential to be a faint monarch.