Shen Jinghe now even felt that Wen Yan had some kind of precognitive ability.
Thinking this, he couldn't help but glance at Wen Yan a few more times.
Wen Yan felt uncomfortable under his unusually deep gaze.
To avoid being filmed, Wen Yan immediately pulled Shen Jinghe around.
"Come with me and check the traps."
After the two squatted down one after the other, Wen Yan silently mouthed a question to Shen Jinghe.
Why are you looking at me like that?
'Let's talk about it when we get back.'
Shen Jinghe glanced at Wen Yan again, then suddenly took off his gloves and extended his hand to her.
Wen Yan's eyes widened in shock, stunned by his sudden, long, slender hand. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should dodge or not.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Yan saw that Shen Jinghe had taken off her microphone and turned it off.
At the same time, Shen Jinghe also turned off his own microphone.
Relieved, Wen Yan asked Shen Jinghe in confusion, "What are you doing? Didn't we say we'd talk about it after it was over? We're recording right now."
Shen Jinghe frowned slightly as he looked at Wen Yan. He couldn't resist taking her wheat.
"I think you're very strange."
"Me, strange?" Wen Yan felt a little guilty, but she didn't show it. "What's strange about me? You're the strange one. When you suddenly reached out, I thought you were going to strangle me."
Shen Jinghe was speechless: "Why would I strangle you?"
Wen Yan tried to argue, "Who would know?"
Shen Jinghe snorted softly: "Anyway, you're the strange one. You seem overly afraid that I'll fall for Jiang Wanwan. What if the consequences of falling for her are serious?"
"Of course!" Wen Yan said seriously. "Love is such a precious thing these days! If you love the wrong person, the consequences can be very serious, right?"
"You could end up heartbroken, devastated, wiped out, and alone for the rest of your life. I'm good friends with her now, and I know better than you that you're not her type!"
"Given our relationship, how could I possibly just stand by and watch you jump into a fire pit? You agree, right?"
"…………" Still heartbroken and reduced to ashes? Shen Jinghe suspected that Wen Yan was in his CPU.
However, when Wen Yan said these things, he actually felt a chill run down his spine. It felt as if what she said was true.
He retorted stubbornly, "You're not jealous because you thought I might like her, are you?"
"Jealous?" Wen Yan glanced at Shen Jinghe. "Not really. But we've known each other for so long. If you've only known someone for a few days and haven't even said a few words to them, yet you're already acting like you're going to die for them and pluck the stars and the moon from the sky, then I'll definitely feel unbalanced."
"Hmph!" Shen Jinghe snorted, thus ending the conversation.
Since she meant well, I won't press her further; we'll talk about it after the recording is over.
He then reached out again and put the microphone back on Wen Yan.
"Unfortunately, there was nothing in this trap, but judging from the marks, a small animal must have wandered in by mistake but managed to escape. Are there any others?"
"Yes, I'll take you there, it's just ahead."
As she spoke, Wen Yan was about to go ahead and clear the way.
But Shen Jinghe grabbed him and pulled him back: "Go to the back, I'll go to the front. With your short legs, you should save your breath."
Wen Yan: "So what if you have long legs? I'm 1.7 meters tall with shoes on, okay?"
"They're still not as tall as me."
Comments: 'Haha, the whole world knows you're 183cm, no need to emphasize it.'
"It's great to be around people I know; he doesn't seem so aloof when he's with familiar faces, and he comes across as more vibrant."
'Huh? Wen Yan is 1.7 meters tall? I can't tell. Her face looks very innocent, not like the face of a tall girl.'
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