Sizzle, sizzle.

The view from the observation deck is unobstructed. The drone leisurely found a wide tree branch with an ideal location and set itself up.

At close distance, the sounds of sawing wood seem particularly harsh.

After only a few minutes of watching, the confused audience couldn't stand it any longer.

They all clicked into several other windows to clean their ears.

The first to be affected was window No. 1 where Wen Yiru and Fu Huaizhi were.

Two people are folding the tent.

If before yesterday, Fu Huaizhi did everything himself, Wen Yiru was like a young lady traveling incognito.

Well, today's Missy is a little more down to earth.

Although the two of us still didn't talk much, we were folding up the tent one at a time, you carrying the heavy things and I carrying the light things, as if we understood each other's meaning just by looking at each other.

"Really? I said there was definitely something wrong with these two!"

“I have to say, my goddess Ruyi has really met her match this time. There’s drama in both of their eyes. Ahhhh, one of them wrote a letter in blood begging this amateur handsome guy to enter the entertainment industry!”

"I suddenly feel that the tent seems to be a bit of a hindrance! I understand Ye Wan's train of thought! Sure enough, not carrying a tent saves a lot of trouble!"

"Are you kidding me? Apart from Ye Wan, which other guest do you think can make a bed by themselves? Which one do you think can make a bed with mortise and tenon joints?"

"…I'm sorry, I was wrong! It was Ye Wan's bed that gave me blind confidence. I got a little carried away!"

"Ah, even their backs look so good together, they're definitely a perfect match!"

After a short stretch of flat road, there is another long slope that seems to have no end.

Fu Huaizhi turned around and took the bag off Wen Yiru.

"I'm fine, I can..."

"Don't be so mad. Your shoulder hurts when you look back. Don't cry like you did last night."

With just one sentence, Wen Yiru blushed, and Fu Huaizhi smoothly took over the backpack and put it on his chest.

She hadn't walked so much in many years, but yesterday and the day before yesterday, she walked for two days in a row.

It was okay when she got up early, but almost from the moment the sun was overhead, she felt like her legs were no longer her legs.

I lay down in the tent in the evening, too tired to talk.

She didn't know when the man held her legs in his arms, but she knew that the massage with moderate strength relieved most of her pain.

Later she woke up and Fu Huaizhi pressed her even harder.

He also said that it had to be heavier, otherwise I would still feel pain today.

Fortunately, the tent was set up in the dense forest and the drone did not get too close. Otherwise, her crying voice would have been recorded, and who knows what netizens watching the live broadcast would think.

By then, the image of an elegant female star that she had worked so hard to build up over the years would probably be ruined.

"Fu Huaizhi..."

The forest was getting denser, and the drone tried several times. Fearing that they would not be able to get out once they got in, they simply hung it high above the two men's heads.

Wen Yiru glanced at him and chased after him bravely, "What do you want in exchange for breaking off the engagement?"

Bang! I didn't expect Fu Huaizhi to stop.

Wen Yiru threw herself into the man's arms.

But the man was carrying her mountaineering bag in front of him.

Her nose was hit so hard that Wen Yiru's tears almost burst out at once.

When he looked up again, he saw that Fu Huaizhi's face was ashen.

"break off an engagement?"

Fu Huaizhi sneered and stretched out his hand to clamp Wen Yiru's chin, "Wen Yiru, do you have a heart?"

(End of this chapter)