Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

The aggressive words hit Song Zhi's sensitive nerves directly, and he pushed away, "I didn't, I didn't..."

"Hush." ​​Yan Huai held it still, with his fingertips resting on his lower lip, "Want to be heard?"

Before the two of them went to bed, they had removed their portable microphones, and the camera equipment was not turned off. The camera itself has a built-in audio recording function. Although the distance is far away, the recording is not clear, but if the decibel is high, it can be heard to some extent.

Song Zhi turned her head to look at the camera, pursed her lips and kept silent.

Yan Huai moved away from him, reached out to pinch Song Zhi's rabbit ears, "Do you want to take this off?"

It might be uncomfortable to wear it to sleep.

Song Zhi turned her back, hung her rabbit ears and shook her head.

"Well, good night." Yan Huai covered him with the quilt and lay back on the other side without making a sound.

Song Zhi didn't dare to lift the quilt to make a "city wall". Seeing that there was no movement behind him, he quietly turned around.The beds are very spacious, and there is a distance of half a body between each other. It should be no problem if they are so far away.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yan Huai came to the living room to drink water.

When he returned to the bedroom, the people on the bed were arranged in the character "big", their bodies occupying the entire bed.

Yan Huai couldn't help laughing, it was obvious that the little white rabbit slept in his arms that night two years ago, it was very obedient, and it would not move around all night.

Yan Huai bent down and hugged Song Zhi's shoulders and knees, carefully moved him to the inside of the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

Song Zhi's breathing was steady and she slept soundly, without being affected at all.

Yan Huai's fingertips rested on Song Zhi's stunned rabbit ears, and the former slowly raised his head, took off the ears and placed them beside the pillow.

The slightly disturbed person was half asleep and half awake, waving his arms and groping around, as if he was looking for something. Finally, he held the corner of the quilt and stuffed it into his arms, turned over and continued to sleep.

The translucent curtains made of gauze can't hide the gorgeous brightness of the morning.

Song Zhi raised his hand to block the glare of the sun, and after a few seconds of relaxation, he sat up abruptly, covered his body with the quilt, and stayed on his side.Song Zhi let out a sigh of relief, and looked lazily to the other side, Yan Huai was no longer on the bed.

It's eight o'clock in the morning. Brother Yan Huai has the habit of running in the morning since he was a child.

Song Zhi, who hated getting up early at the beginning, insisted on running in the morning for a summer vacation in order to see Yan Huai, creating various opportunities to meet him by chance.

Song Zhi heard the sound of the door opening, and when he was still hesitating whether to pretend to sleep or get out of bed, Yan Huai had already come to the bedroom, "Don't sleep anymore?"

It's too late to pretend to sleep now.

Song Zhi shook her head.

"Get up and eat."

Song Zhi took his coat and went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes. This time he clearly remembered Yan Huai brother's trick last night, deliberately unzipping all the clothes before taking off the rabbit pajamas.

After taking a shower, Song Zhi came to the restaurant with half-dried short hair.

On the table are steamed buns and fried dough sticks, as well as two bowls of hot oatmeal with milk.

The pot on the stove was steaming, and the rich smell of oatmeal spread. The porridge was cooked by brother Yan Huai himself, and the others were bought.

Song Zhi picked up the porridge bowl and took a sip.

"tasty?"

Song Zhi nodded and took another sip.

"I'll make it for you tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Look at the hungry kids."

"It's already three bowls, it's almost enough."

"The steamed buns are not tasty, he didn't even take a bite."

"Song Zhi: Everything made by my husband is unpalatable."

After breakfast, everyone needs to gather in the living room on the first floor at nine o'clock.

Song Zhi slept well last night. Although the pajamas and bed didn't look as expected, they were soft and comfortable, and she was full of energy.

He and Yan Huai came to the living room together.

Zhang Lun and Xue Wen, who chose the cheapest room last night, had two pairs of big dark circles under their eyes and mosquito bites all over their bodies.

"Sister Wen, what's the matter with you two?" Ding Yinan bought anti-itch ointment from the director, and was applying it on Xue Wen's arms.

"Don't you know just the name of the room?" Xue Wen scratched the red envelope on her neck, "It's just a farce, and I can't sleep at all."

"Are you living in a mosquito nest?"

Zhang Lun took the anti-itch ointment from Ding Yinan's hand, and applied it on his arms in circles, "It's already the beginning of summer, our house has no air conditioner or fan, and it's stuffy and hot, so we can only sleep with the windows open."

The simple environment of the two-person room is not as comfortable as sleeping outdoors.In the second half of the night, the couple couldn't bear it anymore, so they applied to sleep outside, but were immediately rejected by the staff.

The other guests were all frightened by the situation of the two of them, and they were full of energy. They had to work hard to earn living coins in the next few days in order to ensure that they could eat well and sleep well.

After all the guests arrived, the program team announced the voting results of the public netizens as of 08:30 this morning.

The first item is to announce the completion of the task in the room, and all the guests in each group will get ten life coins after completing all the tasks.

In the second item, netizens scored according to the overall performance of each group yesterday. The "blood up" group ranked first, and the "rouge" group ranked second.

"Can I ask where the winning point of No.1 is?"

"The two of them danced for half a night to please the audience."

Yu Chengyuan stared wide-eyed, "Sister Wen, Brother Lun, your sacrifices are too great."

"If you live in our room, you have to dance too."

Last night, the two of them were so hot and itchy that they couldn't sleep. After all, it was because they didn't have living coins.At that time, the two just wanted to try their best to please the audience, so that they could "live" better in the following games.

Halfway through the speech, Zhang Lun still did not forget to bow to the camera, "Thank you for your votes."

"Haha, no thanks, no thanks."

"You deserve it~"

"The other guests should learn from it."

"Keep dancing tonight and I'll vote for you."

After the distribution is complete, the program group will announce the holdings of each group's living coins.

No.1, "Increasing Blood" group (Zhang Lun×Xue Wen), 50 living coins.

No.2, "Rouge" group (Yan Huai×Song Zhi), 49 living coins.

Third, the "Really Difficult" group (Liao Zhen×Ding Yinan), 33 living coins.

No.4, "Tangyuan" group (Tang Shaocheng × Yu Chengyuan), 27 living coins.

"Wow, the last one has been promoted to the first place."

"If you are pushed, you can do anything."

"I wish you every success on the White Lotus Festival."

Song Zhi weighed the purse in his hand, even though it was only one vote away, he was not willing to take No.2.He has to work hard to earn more money so that brother Yan Huai can sleep in a big bed every night.

"Think less?" Yan Huai leaned over.

Song Zhi nodded.

"Keep working hard today."

The next morning was an outdoor activity, and a group of eight people came to the bus arranged by the program group.

Song Zhi was the first to get in the car and sat in the back seat, Yan Huai followed beside him.

It was already the solar term in early summer, and the position where he was sitting happened to be in the shade, with patches of green plants passing by, and the sun was not glaring.

Song Zhi had nothing to do and yawned lazily.

"Go to sleep, it may take nearly an hour." Yan Huai said.

Song Zhi thought it was a good idea.

Yan Huai lifted the armrest between the two and nodded his shoulder.

Song Zhi knew what this meant.

A camera in front of them was pulling in their close-ups, Song Zhi felt the joy of being photographed by the camera for the first time.

He wants to appear intimate in front of the camera, and let the whole world know that they are in a legal relationship.

Song Zhi stretched her hands towards Yan Huai's side, turned her head naturally, and leaned forward gently.

Even the shoulders have the familiar smell of lime shampoo.

Song Zhian closed her eyes in peace.

About half a minute later, he was put on the back of his hand.

Song Zhi's heart was beating wildly, nervous but excited, he carefully hid his trembling heart, and slowly spread his hands that were held.

In the next second, a ball of warmth was attached to the palm, and the fingers interlocked.

Song Zhi's body naturally moved closer to Yan Huai's side, finding her most comfortable position, and her lips pressed against the cool skin of his neck.

"The wife is so sweet!!!"

"Every little detail can be deducted."

"I can live alone forever, the CP I knocked on must be good for a hundred years!"

About an hour later, they came to the destination of this event, Jinsha Beach.

This morning's game is beach volleyball. Eight guests are in a group of four. By default, the two partners form a group, and the other group is determined by lottery.

"What will happen if Song Jieba and Yu Bailian draw together?"

"It will end the world."

"I was looking forward to it."

"You don't have to look forward to it."

The program team brought a square lottery tube, with a small hole in the middle, and there were red and blue balls in it. The guests who drew the same color balls were grouped into one group.

Yu Chengyuan and Ding Yinan have already drawn.

The two of them got the red and blue balls respectively, which meant that Song Zhi couldn't be in the same group as Zhang Lun and Xue Wen.

Zhang Lun was on the volleyball team when he was a child. As for Xue Wen, I knew he must be a good athlete after watching him carry his husband on his back in the obstacle race yesterday afternoon.

Song Zhi walked over with her hands in her pockets, and put her hands into the lottery bucket.

"What color what color ball?"

"Don't be red."

"He and Yu Bailian can really fight."

Song Zhi spread out the blue ball in front of Yan Huai's eyes.

"Well, come on later."

Although this combination is not the best result, it is better than being with Yu Chengyuan.

Before the start of the game, all the guests should change into the team uniforms of the corresponding colors of their own groups.

They're the blue squares, each handing out a blue t-shirt with the program group and sponsors on it.

Pants are pre-worn boardshorts and do not have to be changed.

Song Zhi took the team uniform from Yan Huai and walked to the fitting room, passing by Liao Zhen, saw him take off his floral shirt and put on the team uniform on the spot.

He turned his gaze to Yan Huai again, whose blue team uniform had already been put on without anyone noticing it.

Yan Huai played with the volleyball with his back to him, the sun just fell on his right-angled shoulder, and the sea breeze blew up the right hem, sliding out a small part of the lower back.

The sun was scorching in the morning, Song Zhi's throat was dry, and he looked away.

He looked down at the white T-shirt and blue team uniform on his body, put the team uniform on the back of the chair, grabbed the hem of the shirt with both hands and lifted it up.

Before the clothes were picked up, he was dragged back abruptly, "What are you doing?"

Yan Huai's hem was pulled tightly, with a serious expression and a questioning tone.

"Change, change clothes, clothes." Song Zhi deliberately focused on the male guest who had already changed outside.

Yan Huai picked up the team uniform and handed it to Song Zhi, pointing to the fitting room, "Go over there and change."

The author has something to say:

Hey, let's go, my husband won't show it.

It's Friday, happy weekend!

See you tomorrow, my dears, chirp~