I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

Yan Gan's voice came from the other end of the phone, he calmly said, "Okay. (Gege Party novel ggdown.coM)"

There was a smile on the corner of Jian Qiaoxin's mouth that she didn't even notice: "Then you'll be hungry for two days, what should you do?"

"What can I do?" Yan Gan stood leaning against the coconut tree, his tone was full of scorn, and he was confident: "Food and sex, if you really can't eat, I can eat you too?"

"..."

Drive blatantly, you can.

Jian Qiaoxin was originally thin-skinned, and this trait would be magnified after meeting Yan Gan. He felt that this call should not be able to continue, so he quickly tried to hang up: "I, I will hang up first."

The communicator was forcibly cut off by him. After the end, Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to look at the simple expression on one side, so he quickly handed the communicator to the little brother beside him.

With a "kind" smile on the director's face, he expressed emotion: "It seems that the relationship between the two of you and Mr. He is stronger than that of Jin Jian. This is really gratifying and congratulatory!"

Jian Jian didn't want to deal with these nonsense: "Director, since we have agreed, what about the things you promised us before?"

It is honest that the director fulfilled his promise: "It's all behind."

The staff brought over the prepared things, including tents, because we learned from the front that basically 60 coconuts have been picked.

Jian Qiao ordered something new, and he gave up after confirming that it was as much as he had promised. He looked down at the time on his watch. It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and he could already feel hungry.

Jian Jian next to him tore down the tent and said to him, "Where are you pitching?"

Jian Qiaoxin was questioned. He glanced at the surging sea and was still worried about safety: "Let's go a little further inside the island. I don't know where the high tide will flood here at night. Although the coconut forest is not as good as the big trees for shelter from the wind, but It would be better if there were some trees to block the sea wind."

Jian Jian agrees with his words: "Then we have to find a place."

The two made up their minds, and just as they were about to leave, a group of people came along the forest trail. Yan Gan was chatting with Fu Lougui, followed by several photographers.

It has to be said that these two psychological qualities are really very strong. They turned a blind eye to the photographers behind and talked about themselves when they should, without being affected at all.

When he got closer, Yan Gan glanced at the things on the ground and asked, "Have you brought all the things?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little surprised: "Aren't you surprised at all?"

"What's so unexpected." Yan Gan sneered, and he walked over and picked up the things he was going to carry naturally: "With your stubborn temper, how could you be willing to eat alone."

"..."

This is true.

If Jian Qiaoxin was really asked to eat alone, instead of simply making this phone call, he would try to discuss with the director team whether the meal could be given to Yan Gan.

It is impossible for him to ask Yan Gan what he should do if he is hungry for two days after eating alone. Sometimes a tacit understanding is formed in this way.

Yan Gan took the big things like the tent, and left some light things for Jian Qiaoxin: "Are you just thinking about finding a place to pitch a tent?"

Fu Lougui also picked up his things, he said: "When I visited this island before, I have already chosen a place, just follow along."

Jian Qiaoxin followed obediently.

He walked by Yan Gan's side, holding the firewood stand in his hand, because he went to the woods to find dry firewood before, and his face was a little dirty, but now the black marks on his handsome profile face are obvious, just like a Just like a little cat.

Yan Gan looked at him sideways: "How did you light the fire just now?"

"Huh?" Jian Qiaoxin wanted to laugh when he thought of that stupid half-hour, and he said honestly, "It didn't happen."

Yan Gan was not surprised at all, and asked him, "How long have you been doing this?"

Jian Qiaoxin thought about it, but couldn't laugh or cry: "Half an hour."

"Are you a fool?" Yan Gan raised the tent in his hand: "I told you to play for a while, but did you really go to make a fire?"

Jian Qiaoxin was a little aggrieved, he curled his lips: "I'm afraid you didn't have anything to eat tonight."

The words were so natural, Yan Gan paused his steps, his eyes fell on Jian Qiaoxin's gaudy face, the sea breeze was blowing, and there were seagulls flying in the sky, for a moment, Yan Gan was serious and noticed Feeling a strange feeling in his heart, at this moment, he inexplicably remembered what Zhao Tao had asked him:

"Is Jian Qiaoxin suitable?"

"What do you like about him?"

what do you like……

Maybe it was because he was very interested in the fireworks on Jian Qiaoxin's body. It was because this kid was not smart, outstanding, or brilliant. He was just the most common spark in the world. He could be seen everywhere. Will return to the vast sea of ​​people, no trace to follow.

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth curled into a smile, he was always a mortal, he didn't ask for the clouds in the sky, he didn't ask for the moon under the sea, he only liked a small wisp of fireworks in the streets of the small town, his fireworks.

Walking on the pirate's path, the shadows are long and long under the sunlight, the two people chatting one after the other, they walked very fast, and they reached the center of the island in a short while

Jian Qiaoxin stopped, looked around, and was a little surprised: "It's really suitable for camping here."

There is a small empty lawn in the middle, surrounded by coconut trees. Most importantly, there is a natural spring not far from here. This environment is very suitable for living.

Yan Gan put down the materials for building the tent, and he squatted down to prepare to build the tent.

Jian Qiaoxin quickly said, "Let me help."

Yan Gan raised his eyelids to look at him: "Have you dated him?"

"No." Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed, and he tentatively said, "Then you come to take a ride, but have you done it before?"

"how?"

Jian Qiaoxin quickly shook his head. He removed the bag from the tent, and said honestly, "I just think you are very good, you can do everything."

Yan Gan looked at him leisurely and smirked: "Those are not the most powerful."

Now that Jian Qiaoxin has been molested by him, he can tell from this expression that this guy is going to talk nonsense next time, so he quickly tried to change the subject: "This tent... how to set up this one?"

Yan Gan squatted down next to him, the two breathed very close at once, his voice was close to his ears, forcing Jian Qiaoxin's ears to turn red: "Uncle, there are more powerful ones, let's talk tonight?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin almost jumped three feet high. He clutched the bag in his hand and wanted to say something, but his mind went blank: "You...you are serious, the big cameraman is still there, and everyone will see it by then."

Yan Gan stretched out his hand to wipe off the plaster on his face. The rough fingertips made Jian Qiaoxin's face feel a little numb. The man said confidently, "What are you afraid of? Let them see, anyway, my wife is pretty."

Jian Qiaoxin blushed blood, and almost wanted to find a hole to slip in.

However, Mr. Yan, the old rascal, was as thick-skinned as a wall. After molesting people, he slowly looked away, stretched out his hand to open the surface of the tent, and propped up the poles one by one in an orderly manner.

Jian Qiaoxin, who was behind, bit the bullet and leaned forward: "I'll help."

"I don't need you." Yan Gan pointed to the fire frame next to him: "Go study that one, and uncle will take you to catch the sea later."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the fire, and simply agreed: "Okay."

This shelf is actually not difficult to understand, it’s just very simple to set up. The most difficult thing is that you need firewood to make a fire, but fortunately, it’s summer, and it’s the seaside, and the sun doesn’t set until seven or eight o’clock. It's only five o'clock, but I can still get some firewood.

Yan Gan saw him go into the toolbox and tried to pull the axe, and was almost amused by the child: "I picked a lot more coconuts today, go ask the director for 20 yuan of firewood."

???

Not 60, you made [-]?

Jian Qiaoxin looked at Yan Gan in disbelief.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and looked at him meaningfully: "What are you looking at, you really want to chop firewood by yourself, wouldn't it be good to save that bit of strength and use it on the right path?"

"..."

I went to change firewood.

In the past, Jian Qiaoxin exchanged the number of coconuts with the director for firewood, and the director also became an individual this time, and the firewood he gave was ample, not only for cooking, but also for heating at night.

He piled up all the firewood and put the pot stand given by the program group. Jian Qiaoxin went to the spring to wash the pots, dishes and chopsticks before taking them back.

Yan Gan has also set up the tent.

The man came back and took the toolbox, and said to Jian Qiaoxin: "Carry the bucket, uncle will take you out to play."

Jian Qiaoxin knew that he was going to catch the sea and go to pick up some fresh food, so he hurriedly followed, "Okay."

The two of them didn't take a few steps, and Jian Jian came over with his things. He carried a big bag, and gave them boots and a helmet: "I just went to blackmail the program group. I'm going to catch the sea and put on my gear."

Jian Qiaoxin laughed and caught it gratefully: "Thank you."

"Thank you." Fu Lougui stood not far away. He had already put on his equipment, long boots, a small bucket in his hand, and a small helmet that could illuminate his head. Dressed up, but still relying on his good looks to stand up. Although Fu Yingdi is thirty, he still can't hide his elegance, and he has a sense of elegance all over his body.

Of course, Fu Yingdi's reputation in the entertainment industry is in full swing, and his connections are very high. From the king and queen, to entertainment hosts, actors, directors, and screenwriters, they can all speak for themselves.

But these achievements are not based on face and money. The main thing is that Fu Yingdi is indeed capable. The scenes he shoots are very good-looking, so even a young man like Jian Qiaoxin is also a fan of Fu Yingdi. Brother, I am very impressed when I see you like this today.

Just as he was thinking, Yan Gan's eccentric voice came from beside him: "What are you looking at?"

Jian Qiao regained consciousness, he said softly: "Look at Brother Fu, before I entered the entertainment industry, I was his fan."

"..."

Yan Gan's smile gradually became dangerous: "Really?"

"...Yes, yes."

"Do you need uncle to ask for an autograph for you?" Yan Gan walked slowly towards the beach, his tone was laziness: "It can be regarded as fulfillment, are you admiration?"

No matter how stupid Jian Qiaoxin was, he could still feel it. He carefully glanced at Yan Gan, but he couldn't detect any clues from the other's face.

Keeping up with him like a little daughter-in-law: "I have no admiration, I just like his plays, besides, Brother Fu has already married and established a business, how could I have such thoughts."

"Oh?" Yan Gan took a cool look at him: "So, if you don't get married and start a business, you can have ideas?"

"..."

God, it's so hard for me.