lips and teeth play

As soon as Zhou Chenyu finished speaking, the little white horse suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

A few seconds later, Yan Chao heard an astonishing noise from the horse's tail behind him, followed by a "crash", as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

At the same time, there was an indescribable smell.

The two turned their heads cautiously at the same time, and glanced at the ground behind them.

It wasn't until this time that the camera crew beside them broke out into a burst of unprofessional laughter.

Yan Chao: "..."

Yan Chao: "Look at you scaring the child."

Zhou Chenyu: "...It's definitely not my problem, at most I can talk about it, how can I talk about it?"

Yan Chao gave him a sad look: "Because horses don't have a vomiting center."

The local fellows came over, and he didn't speak Mandarin very well, so he gestured at them.

Yan Chao almost understood that the fellow was saying that the horse was underage, and it was a bit difficult to carry the two of them.

Although Yan Chao didn't understand why the two of them were able to ride the little white horse to the spot to shit.

In short, people are not as good as heaven, since the little white horse resisted their rottenness by shitting on the spot, they had no choice but to give up.

Yan Chao asked Zhou Chenyu: "Do you dare to ride alone? I'll go down and help you."

At this moment, Zhou Chenyu took the initiative to shake his head: "I'd better go down, I don't think it is very friendly to me."

After the staff cleaned up the scene, the two of them held the reins in front, and the other rode the horse. Finally, they wobbled and reluctantly set off on the road again.

The sky is approaching dusk, and the fiery red afterglow of the setting sun on the horizon has coated the snow-capped peaks in the distance and the vast expanse of green grass nearby with a layer of faint golden brilliance.

The endless grasslands, the flocks of sheep all over the mountains and plains, and the tall and straight figures of the two people rarely create the illusion of a second of quiet time.

After walking for a while, Zhou Chenyu began to hum softly again: "I'm riding a white horse, I'll pass three levels..."

Yan Chao was afraid that he would scare the pony again, so he told him: "Bajie, stop singing."

Zhou Chenyu looked back at him: "Cuilan, don't you know that my husband and I like to sing?"

Yan Chao: "..."

Why every time he wanted to tease Zhou Chenyu, he could let the other party bring him in?

Zhou Chenyu hummed a few more lines, and Yan Chao was surprised to find that the words he sang in Hokkien were quite standard and well-proportioned.Although it is a word in a pop song, it does have a bit of opera flavor in his singing.

In addition, his voice is very clean, in such an empty environment, with a sense of clarity and youth.

Yan Chao said, "Can you still sing Zaixi?"

Zhou Chenyu raised his eyebrows: "Speaking of cross talk, don't you have to know a little bit of everything?"

Yan Chao nodded and said, "Speak and learn to sing, no wonder you all sing very well."

"Opera and songs are counted in the school, and singing only includes the Taiping lyrics of our school." Zhou Chenyu looked back at Yan Chao, with an undisguised complacency on his face, "I will take you around our garden when I go back, You will know."

Yan Chao had never understood cross talk before, only now did he realize that there is so much knowledge in it, especially when he heard some serious things from Zhou Chenyu's unscrupulous mouth, he felt quite novel: "You will There are so many, then what else can you sing?"

Zhou Chenyu smiled triumphantly: "The Beijing opera version of Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan?"

This opera in "Riding a White Horse" tells the story of Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan.

Although Yan Chao had heard of such a well-known story, he knew nothing about Beijing opera, and he didn't know which play Zhou Chenyu was talking about. He just felt even more amazed: "Then why don't you do one?"

Zhou Chenyu looked at him and showed a narrow smile: "Didn't you dislike me just now and tell me not to sing?"

Yan Chao: "...The little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, that's fine."

Zhou Chenyu: "If you want to hear it, buy a ticket and come to my special show next time?"

Yan Chao glanced at him: "Anyway, it's a CP game, why don't you recognize anyone when you get off the horse?"

Zhou Chenyu raised his eyes to look at him: "Are we two shocked or what?"

Yan Chao: "Didn't you just come out?"

Zhou Chenyu: "...Teacher Xiaoyan, aren't you afraid of being banned now?"

This time, Yan Chao finally failed to let Zhou Chenyu get him back, and he felt refreshed and satisfied for a moment.

He felt that he seemed to have found a way to deal with Zhou Chenyu. For this kind of old driver, only by driving the car faster than him can the other party have nothing to drive.

Although Yan Chao was still serious on the surface, he couldn't help but feel complacent in his heart.Before they knew it, the two came to the sheepfold from the hillside.

The next task is to take care of the young lambs and artificially feed them with insufficient breast milk.

The staff took out a lamb from the sheepfold. It was about the size of a pet dog, with only a thin layer of snow-white down on its body, with the pink skin faintly showing through.The lamb can't walk yet, so he has to be hugged wherever he goes.

However, after this well-behaved lamb fell into Zhou Chenyu's hands, it immediately flopped up restlessly, opened its mouth, and let out a small but stubborn "baa--".

Zhou Chenyu pursed her lips: "Is it so reckless?"

Yan Chao said: "You are too rough, okay?"

As he spoke, he took the flopping lamb from Zhou Chenyu's arms, carefully wrapped one hand around its neck, put the other under it, and gently smoothed its fur.

After a while, the lamb miraculously calmed down, and leaned her head in his arms meekly.

Yan Chao was born with sharp edges and corners, and when his expression was serious, he always looked a bit stern, but now he was holding a palm-sized lamb in his arms, the movements of his hands were extremely gentle, there was a kind of cute contrast.

He raised his head, just in time to meet Zhou Chenyu's undisguised admiration, those beautiful peach blossom eyes shone with a scorching light, which made Yan Chao involuntarily startled.

As if being burned by that direct gaze, Yan Chao subconsciously staggered his gaze: "Did you see that?"

Like a child, Zhou Chenyu eagerly said, "Give it back to me quickly, I want to hug it too."

Yan Chao carefully handed the lamb into his arms, Zhou Chenyu learned it quickly, this time the movements were much gentler, and the lamb really stopped making fuss.

As soon as Yan Chao took the milk bottle from the staff and brought it to the lamb's mouth, Zhou Chenyu lowered his head and said, "Good boy, your mother is breastfeeding you."

Yan Chao: "...your mother!"

Zhou Chenyu laughed out loud, and said to the staff: "Did you see that, your MC show was so blatantly rude, go back and ask the director to deduct his bonus."

The surrounding staff also burst into laughter, but before everyone was happy for 2 minutes, the lamb seemed to be frightened by the jubilant environment, and coughed violently.

So the milk it just sucked into its mouth sprayed all over Yan Chao's face.

In an instant, a handsome face was disfigured.

Yan Chao: ...? ? ?

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Shocking laughter erupted in the surroundings instantly, and no one handed him a tissue for a while.

Yan Chao was completely in disarray in the wind.

Zhou Chenyu was stunned for a moment, and then he began to cover his stomach, laughing so hard that he almost died.

But he still has a bit of conscience, he took out a tissue while smiling, raised his hand and carefully wiped Yan Chao's face.

Yan Chao calmed down, and asked him self-destructively, "You don't think it's dirty?"

Zhou Chenyu was still laughing so hard: "Then what should we do? You see, who else is willing to take care of you except me."

Yan Chao: "It's not all your fault!"

Zhou Chenyu: "Blame me, blame me, can I go back and kneel on the washboard?"

Yan Chao: "...Zhou Chenyu, do you still have a conscience if you don't forget to copy cheap at a time like this?"

Zhou Chenyu: "I was wrong, so should I raise my eyebrows? Dedicate my life to apologize?"

Yan Chao: "...you can kill yourself by caesarean section."