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When Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo got bored and went back, several plates of food had already been baked on the table, and everyone sitting at the table was talking and laughing and praising Jiang Yuyang.

Evening and sunset sprinkled on everyone's face, but only on the smiling Jiang Yuyang's face, Xiao Yihan always felt that there was a knife hidden in his smile.

Que Masahiko was also smiling, but it wasn't like Jiang Yuyang, and it didn't feel like this to him.

Xiao Yihan pulled Chen Mo to sit across from Jiang Yuyang, this feeling was a feeling, not to mention, Jiang Yuyang's baked food was really a bit like a chef's technique, delicious and beautiful.

But every time he looked at Chen Mo's eyes, Xiao Yihan felt very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuyang took a skewer of squid and put it on Chen Mo's plate: "Try it, it tastes pretty good."

Xiao Yihan glanced at it, took the squid away and stuffed it into his mouth: "He can't eat seafood."

"Oh... sorry, I don't know," Jiang Yuyang took a few more skewers of squid and put them all in front of Xiao Yihan, "You look delicious."

"Thanks," Xiao Yihan picked out a few strings of other things for Chen Mo, and then began to eat the squid on the plate.

No matter what you are doing, you are either a traitor or a thief!

"Tsk tsk tsk... Hey, Xiaoyu, it's not fair, you just give it to them," Qiao Sangyu held a bamboo stick in his mouth and looked at Jiang Yuyang with his chin dragging.

Before Jiang Yuyang could speak, Meng Rui took the bamboo stick out of her mouth and stuffed a skewer of squid into it, "I'll get you whatever you want."

"It's delicious," Qiao Sangyu chewed the squid and stroked Meng Rui's hair. "I want to eat chicken wings."

Then, Meng Rui silently brought Qiao Sangyu a bunch of chicken wings.

Yan Ziyan on the side stared anxiously at these invisible and loving people, put his hands on his face, "Xiao Miao, I also want to eat chicken wings."

"I don't have long hands, I take what I eat," Meng Miao looked at Yan Ziyan angrily, and then ate the skewers by herself.

There is nothing to do here, so Yan Ziyan had no choice but to turn his head to Chen Mo's side, "Xiao Mo, brother wants to eat chicken wings."

Chen Mo glanced at him, stretched out his hand to take a string of chicken wings, waved it in front of Yan Ziyan's eyes and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

Yan Ziyan nodded fiercely with his eyes shining, and just when he thought his brother was finally sensible, he saw the chicken wings placed in front of him in a bowl surnamed Xiao.

"You can't treat me like this," Yan Ziyan hugged Meng Miao childishly, "I just want to eat chicken wings."

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you," Meng Miao was so strangled by him, she took all the barbecue on her plate and threw it in front of Yan Ziyan, sighing helplessly. He might really have met a fake girl today. Yan Ziyan.

When ordinary people encounter this kind of situation, they will probably protest not to abuse the dog or something, but Jiang Yuyang, who is alone on the opposite side, is still calm and composed, and the corners of his eyes never relax for a moment.

Xiao Yihan gnawed on the chicken wings Chen Mo gave him, and glanced at Jiang Yuyang from time to time, feeling that Jiang Yuyang was always staring at Chen Mo, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Xiao Yihan took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, pulled Chen Mo to stand up, "Let's go and put up the hood first."

Chen Mo took out a tissue, moved the stool and stood up, "Are you full?"

"I'm full," Xiao Yihan said.

He's going to have a heart attack if he doesn't eat enough!

Chen Mo followed him to find an open space, and started to set up a tent. The tent Chen Mo brought was quite big, enough for two people to sleep.

There are quite a few people like Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo who set up tents after eating, and some tents are already set up, just waiting for a good night's sleep after the bonfire party.

Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo were halfway together, Yan Ziyan dragged Meng Miao to set up a tent, but it was hard to find, he had to find it next to them.

Because Meng Rui and Qiao Sangyu were girls, they started to set up tents next to the girls.

But Meng Miao and Yan Ziyan are next to him, what the hell is this Jiang Yuyang, who looks like a lingering ghost, and even set up a tent next to him, one on the left and one on the right, just right between him and Chen Mo in the middle.

"Hey! I said classmate, there are so many open spaces over there, why did you pick this one?" Xiao Yihan stood behind the busy Jiang Yuyang with his hands on his waist, as if this is my site, and you are a landlord while you go.

"It's clean here," Jiang Yuyang smiled back.

"It's also very clean over there," Xiao Yihan said.

"Are you trying to drive me away?" Jiang Yuyang asked.

"Ask knowingly," Xiao Yihan said angrily.

"Why do you always target me?" Jiang Yuyang stopped the stake in his hand, stood up and clapped his hands, "I don't seem to have offended you, do I?"

"No," that's no wonder, his eyes were almost on Chen Mo's body, don't think he didn't see it, Xiao Yihan said angrily.

"Actually... I really like you," Jiang Yuyang said.

Xiao Yihan was taken aback by this thoughtless sentence, is this provocative?Xiao Yihan stared at Jiang Yuyang, who kept raising the corners of his mouth, and said, "I really like your sister!"

Hold!Annoyed!

Jiang Yuyang was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to ask, "Are you straight or curvy?"

Xiao Yihan said speechlessly: "You can control it, you can stay here if you want, don't sleep facing us at night."

"Silly son, we had a great chat," Chen Mo's voice came from not far away, but he didn't intend to come.

"No," Xiao Yihan yelled over there, then ignored Jiang Yuyang, and ran towards Chen Mo.

"I'm afraid it's impossible," murmured Jiang Yuyang who was standing there.

The entire top of the mountain was covered by tents in an instant, and then the sky gradually darkened. There were no electric lights on the top of the mountain for you to light, but fortunately, we had prepared firewood before.

A class of as many students formed a big circle around the fire. Those who could sing stood up and sang a cappella, and those who could dance also stood up and danced together. Some even brought props.

Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo sat side by side, and it was a boy wearing glasses who showed his talent to everyone, singing and playing while holding a guitar in his hand.

After the boy finished, Xiao Yihan stood up, patted his buttocks and walked over, politely asked: "Excuse me, can I borrow your guitar for a while?"

"Okay," the boy wearing glasses adjusted his glasses, took off the guitar and handed it to him.

"Thank you," Xiao Yihan smiled, sitting on a high stool, one slender leg stepped on the stool pole, one foot on the ground, supported a guitar, and plucked the strings with a pick, it was okay.

Xiao Yihan cleared his throat, and the people sitting on the ground looking at him suddenly fell silent as if infected by him.

Xiao Yihan looked at Chen Mo and smiled, from the first sentence he sang while playing, Chen Mo's eyes never left him for a moment.

Xiao Yihan's magnetic singing voice coupled with the clear playing of the guitar captivated the girls sitting nearby and watching.

He and Chen Mo looked at each other and smiled, until the end of the song, he looked away and stood up, unloaded the guitar and returned it to the original owner.

"Papa...papa...papa," everyone around the bonfire applauded, and their eyes followed Xiao Yihan who was pulled away by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo dragged Xiao Yihan to the big tree in the afternoon, the night on the mountain was more beautiful than what he saw in the city, the stars and the moon that were out of reach, always felt as if he could touch them with his hand.

Sitting under the big tree, Chen Mo stretched out his arms to touch the brightest star in the air, his tone could not tell whether it was joy or sadness, "How did you know how to play that song? You sang it perfectly , quite awesome."

"Speaking of it this way, it's been a long time," Xiao Yihan plucked the dog's tail grass and put it in his mouth, "You fell asleep listening to the song that night when you were skating. Song."

Xiao Yihan hummed this song all the way along, "People walk with tea and cool down Xuan Yi, never forget Si Xuanmo" This sentence has a bit of bass, and it is also a particularly sad bass, but it is very nice.

Chen Mo raised his head and stared at the stars hanging in the sky, and said, "From now on, don't sing or play that song, I don't like it."

"Why?" Xiao Yihan spit out the dog's tail grass and turned his head in doubt, "I think it sounds nice."

"I said don't sing or play, let me hear it later, don't blame me for beating you," Chen Mo suddenly turned his head and stared at him, his eyes almost popping out.

"It's just a song, what do you want?" Xiao Yihan looked at Chen Mo with a serious face, and had to swallow the second half of the sentence, "Okay, okay, I won't sing or play it, okay?" .”

Chen Mo looked away, stood up and patted his pants, "Go back."

"You don't like to listen, so it's fine if I don't sing anymore." Xiao Yihan stood up and followed behind Chen Mo, "What's the matter with you?"

"No, I'm tired," Chen Mo said calmly.

"Oh, then you go back first," Xiao Yihan patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go take a rest."

Chen Mo said "En", nodded, and went directly to the tent without looking back to see where Xiao Yihan was going to relieve himself.

The others were still chatting and laughing together, while Chen Mo sat outside the tent and stared up at the sky, still in a dull mood.

"Hi, are you alone?" Jiang Yuyang's voice brought him back to reality, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Jiang Yuyang walking towards him holding a barbecue.

"Here." Jiang Yuyang handed the plate in his hand to Chen Mo, "The freshly baked ones will be brought directly to you."

"Thank you," Chen Mo took it and put it directly on the bench, looked at Jiang Yuyang, "Is there anything else?"

"No," Jiang Yuyang unceremoniously pulled the stool over and sat directly beside him, "It seems that you have a good relationship with that boy, are you together?"

Chen Mo frowned and looked at Jiang Yuyang, and it took him a long time to say "En".

"Oh..." Jiang Yuyang's voice suddenly became a little muffled, and then he asked again, "Then what's his name?"

"Why do you ask this?" Chen Mo frowned.

Jiang Yuyang drew a little distance away from Chen Mo, almost whispering in his ear: "I want to be with you..."

"If you want to know my name, why don't you ask me directly," Xiao Yihan interrupted Jiang Yuyang's words from a voice not far away, and walked faster and faster to Chen Mo's side, looked at Jiang Yuyang and said, "Xiao Yihan, my name, you don't need to introduce yourself to me, I know, Jiang Yuyang, right?"

Jiang Yuyang looked at him and smiled, "Yes."

"Is there anything else," Xiao Yihan said angrily.

"It's okay, I'll go there first," Jiang Yuyang stood up and walked towards a large group of people.

Xiao Yihan kept watching Jiang Yuyang leave, then sat down on a stool, looked at a plate of barbecue on another stool and asked, "Did Jiang Yuyang send it?"

"Yes," Chen Mo nodded. What Jiang Yuyang hadn't finished talking just now kept lingering in his head. What exactly did Jiang Yuyang want to say just now?

"Don't eat," Xiao Yihan withdrew his hand in disgust, "Don't tell me you're tired, why don't you go to sleep."

"Wait for you," Chen Mo raised the corner of his mouth and looked at him, then stood up and crawled into the tent.

Xiao Yihan quickly took off his shoes and climbed in, hugging Chen Mo who was under the warm blanket.

Only the sound of Chen Mo's breathing and faint laughter remained in the ears, but this peaceful time only lasted for more than an hour.

"roll!!!"

Meng Miao's growling sound instantly hit his ears, waking him up in shock.

Xiao Yihan unzipped the tent irritably, grabbed his hair, and saw Meng Miao and Yan Ziyan tugging in front of his tent.

"Could you two choose a farther place to quarrel?" Xiao Yihan picked up a small stone on the ground and threw it at it, "Let no one sleep."

Yan Ziyan looked at him, and then directly picked up Meng Miao, "Look, stop making trouble, it's making others sleep."

"Put me down, Yan Ziyan, I fucking told you to let me down," Meng Miao waved his arms and legs on his shoulder and struggled desperately, "Put me down."

"Don't let it go," Yan Ziyan opened the tent next door, and then threw Meng Miao on his shoulder into it, "let it go now."

"Damn it," Meng Miao knelt in the tent like a little daughter-in-law, then stretched out her legs and tried to kick Yan Ziyan away, "This is my tent, you go out."

"Don't go," Yan Ziyan grabbed Meng Miao's slender legs with a faceless face, helped him take off the shoes on his feet, and then pressed Meng Miao under him, kneeling on both sides, and resting his hands on Meng Miao's ears side.

"You...what are you doing?" Meng Miao's eyes widened and she put her hands on Yan Ziyan's chest, "I'm telling you, you can't mess around."

"I'm an old couple, what's the point of messing around," Yan Ziyan whispered in his ear.

Meng Miao's entire face instantly turned red to the base of her ears.

"Who is with you... um..." Meng Miao's words were still stuck in her throat, and her mouth was blocked by Yan Ziyan, "Uh... um..."

Xiao Yihan, who was outside through the tent, shook his head after watching for a long while, the moonlight outside was clear, is it different from a field battle?

Ah... he seems to be like this too!

Xiao Yihan lay back to his original place, turned over and pressed against Chen Mo, "Dachen, how about we do something interesting too?"

"Not so good!" Chen Mo said.