The sick beauty became popular in the survival variety show by psychic [Interstellar]

Song Yu'an's Adam's apple rolled slightly, a moment of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't hold back and stepped back a little.

But when he went backwards, Ye Zuoyou moved forward.

After realizing this, Song Yu'an didn't move any more. He frowned slightly, and looked at Ye Zuoyou, naturally he couldn't miss the cunning flash in Ye Zuoyou's eyes.

Song Yu'an knew that his thoughts were seen through, but he was not embarrassed, but the corner of his mouth curled up in a helpless arc.

"I..." Song Yu'an pursed her lower lip and said seriously, "I'm looking at you."

Ye Zuoyou blinked: "I know you're looking at me, but I'm asking you what were you looking at just now?"

Song Yu'an stared at Ye Zuoyou silently, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

From the moment he held Ye Zuoyou's hand, Song Yu'an already understood Ye Zuoyou's intentions.

It's one thing to understand, but it's another to really get close.

At least in Song Yu'an's view, their progress seemed a little too fast.

Although it's a bit funny to say it, Song Yu'an thinks that he is still a conservative person emotionally.

Ye Zuoyou waited for a while, but couldn't wait for his answer, and the smile on the corner of his mouth almost couldn't be held back.

He has read the entire novel, and the person he knows best is naturally Song Yu'an.

Ye Zuoyou could tell that the author actually loved his protagonist very much, but he didn't know the author's reason for giving this book a tragic ending.

The more you recall the details of the plot, the more Ye Zuoyou likes the role of Song Yu'an.

When such a living person appeared in front of him, Ye Zuoyou naturally couldn't help but be moved.

He likes Song Yu'an.

Although the spoiled feelings were not as early as Song Yu'an, but his liking for Song Yu'an was no less than Song Yu'an's.

Since Song Yu'an didn't dare to move forward, Ye Zuoyou didn't mind taking the initiative.

He moved closer, and the familiar fragrance of bathing filled Song Yu'an's nasal cavity in an instant.

Ye Zuoyou's lips had always been light in color, but today, she didn't know whether it was an illusion or what, under the light of the fire, they were glowing a dewy red.

Most of the players in the camp had already returned to their tents to rest, and Xie Yi and his party had already gone back to lie down.

The lights in the tent were turned off, the breathing of the people around was also light, and the surroundings were quiet, Song Yu'an could only hear the rapid beating of his own chest.

Ye Zuoyou said softly: "Then let me change the question, Major General Song, do you know what I was thinking just now?"

Song Yu'an looked at Ye Zuoyou's lips opening and closing, but still didn't answer.

Ye Zuoyou couldn't bear it anymore, he bent his lips, and stretched out his hand to grab Song Yu'an's arm.

The distance between the two suddenly drew closer, Ye Zuoyou didn't hesitate, moved to the corner of Song Yu'an's lips, and kissed gently.

His breath was on Song Yu'an's lips, moist and provocative: "I want to kiss you."

"You do not want it?"

The simple four words exploded in Song Yu'an's mind like a thunderbolt.

Warm lips pressed against him, and he could feel a long-suppressed trembling from the depths of his soul spreading from his lips to his limbs, and even a thin layer of sweat broke out from his nostrils.

He was so close that he could even see the fine hairs on Ye Zuoyou's face.

Ye Zuoyou's voice echoed beside her ears——

You do not want it?

Song Yu'an's eyes darkened, without any further hesitation, he took the initiative to step forward, and gently sucked the two petals that had just messed up on his lips.

His breathing was sudden and hot, and without giving Ye Zuoyou a chance to retreat, his strong palms stuck to the back of Ye Zuoyou's head, pressing him tightly against him.

Ye Zuoyou didn't think about going back, and even put his hand on Song Yu'an's shoulder when the two of them were close to each other.

Song Yu'an's eyes darkened, deepening the kiss.

It wasn't until both of them were short of breath that they had to separate.

There was a glint of water on Ye Zuoyou's lips, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

Song Yu'an still wanted to kiss her, but Ye Zuoyou turned her head slightly to avoid the kiss.

Song Yu'an turned his head to look at him, his deep eyes seemed to be asking why.

Ye Zuoyou took a breath and blinked.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue kissing...

It's really this sense of touch, it's so fucking hard to control!

Ye Zuoyou originally thought that the sense of touch is the same as the other four senses, as long as it is manipulated with aura.

And before that, when holding hands with Song Yu'an, Ye Zuoyou also did a test, and it was indeed possible to control it with spiritual energy, and the sensitivity of the sense of touch quickly declined.

He didn't care too much.

Before the kiss, Ye Zuoyou also made preparations, reducing the aura on the surface of her body to the lowest level...

But who would have thought that when the kiss reaches the depth, these auras seem to be uncontrollable...

Thinking of this, Ye Zuoyou rarely had some displeasure in his eyes.

bother.

Song Yu'an has been paying attention to Ye Zuoyou's expression, and seeing him displeased, he frowned: "Why..."

Ye Zuoyou leaned over and planted another kiss on the corner of his lips: "No..."

"I didn't see anything!"

Ye Zuoyou and Song Yu'an turned around at the same time.

Like a startled rabbit, Xia Lei ran towards the tent without looking back.

Ye Zuoyou: "..."

Song Yu'an: "..."

It would be better not to speak.

"This is seeing everything." Ye Zuoyou let go of his hand, and the tips of his ears were rarely red.

Song Yu'an stared at the tips of his ears, with a smile on his lips.

Ye Zuoyou glanced at him, and was about to get up, when she saw Xia Lei hurried out of the tent again, saying as she ran, "I'm going to the toilet."

You don't need to guess, you know, you are explaining to them both.

Ye Zuoyou looked at his embarrassed back, couldn't hold back, and laughed.

Song Yu'an looked at him helplessly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Let's go." Song Yu'an stood up and reached out to Ye Zuoyou, "It's time to rest."

The program team prepared a lot of tents this time, and five or six people can sleep in one big tent.

Their team was also divided into two tents. Originally, Xie Yi and Zhang Ming lived in their tent. After Song Yu'an announced that he and Ye Zuoyou were together, the two left with their sleeping bags in their arms. .

Ye Zuoyou lay down first, and Song Yuan lay down next to him.

The fire outside gradually died down, and the night deepened.

On the rare rest day, many players became lazy, including Ye Zuoyou naturally.

Especially after he succeeded in quenching his body, Ye Zuoyou's most worrying thing had been resolved. With nothing to worry about, Ye Zuoyou's laziness was carried forward by him.

The sun had already risen for a long time, and Ye Zuoyou lay flat in the sleeping bag without moving a bit.

He woke up early and just didn't like to go out.

If Ye Zuoyou didn't go out, Song Yu'an just lay beside him to accompany him.

In the end, I was really hungry, so I got up from the sleeping bag, and let go of the hands that were clasped together: "To wash up together?"

Ye Zuoyou lazily shook his head: "I'll lie down for a while."

Song Yu'an didn't say anything more, and went out to wash up first.

There is a river near their camp, and the players draw water here.

The temperature has dropped a bit recently, and the river water has already brought a little bit of coolness.

After Song Yu'an simply washed up, he brought a bucket of water, intending to boil some hot water for Ye Zuoyou.

He had just finished fetching water and was about to go back when he saw Xia Lei walking towards him not far away.

Song Yu'an nodded at him from a distance and was about to go back, but Xia Lei stopped him instead.

"Major General Song..." Xia Lei looked at Song Yu'an, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

Song Yu'an froze for a moment, then put down the bucket in his hand: "What?"

He could see that Xia Lei had something to tell him.

No one knows what happened to Xia Lei and Xie Yi during the half month they left them.

Song Yu'an wasn't curious, but he could see that Ye Zuoyou was curious, guessing that what Xia Lei might want to say was also related to this matter, so he looked at him patiently.

Xia Lei was still very conflicted, but he couldn't bear the boredom in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked around, but didn't see a familiar figure. It was as if he had made up his mind. He took a step forward and said in a very small voice: " I have a question for you."

Song Yu'an nodded: "You ask."

Xia Lei swallowed nervously, and frowned fiercely: "That... you and Brother Ye..."

He seemed to find it difficult to say this, took another deep breath, and then blurted out a question: "Did you and Brother Ye get together because of kissing?"

Song Yu'an: "?"