The girl didn't seem to take it to heart.
Ning hates a sour face.
She's really stupid. So stupid.
How could I be bullied like this?
Would you rather lower your eyes and enjoy the grand entertainment?
It seems there is no need for it to exist anymore.
Xu Yuanyuan tried to smooth things over. She looked left and right, her sight fixed on the most well-behaved and harmless Song Zixing, and asked half-jokingly, "Brother Zixing, are you a werewolf or Cupid?"
The originally silent atmosphere eased a little.
Everyone looked at Song Zixing curiously.
The boy smiled sweetly and winked playfully, "I think this needs to be kept secret."
Live broadcast barrage:
[It was hilarious. The only person in the whole place was Cupid, and the god of love was surrounded by a group of predatory werewolves. The show was a complete success.]
[Ning Yan is a werewolf! ! ! !]
[But Ning Yan didn't expect that he would fall in love with Shushu at that time, right?]
[There's still one chance to change your identity card at the end of the show, Ning Yan, go for it!]
After dinner, they were all tired after a busy day, so they all went back to the cabin to rest. Gu Chen had minored in architecture during college, so the cabin had a solid foundation, good ventilation from north to south, and was large enough to accommodate all of them.
Considering that Ning Yan was still sick, the tent was left to him.
Ning Yan squatted down and washed Banshu's pink pig-shaped bowl.
Her eyebrows and eyes were serious, her slender fingers were wiping the edge of the bowl carefully, and her thick long eyelashes were drooping, which gave people an inexplicable sense of contrast.
Panshu was not sleepy yet and did not go to bed. She sat next to Ning Yan and watched him wash the dishes for her.
She blinked, "Ning Yan, look at how many stars there are tonight."
Ning Yan drained the water from the bowl with a paper towel. He wiped his hands and sat down beside Ban Shu with his legs bent.
With his wrists resting on his knees, he sat in a lazy and casual posture.
He raised his head, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, "Yeah."
"Ning Yan."
The boy glanced sideways, "Hmm?"
"Can you sing for me?" The girl's voice was sweet and soft, with a hint of coquettishness.
Ning Yan was stunned.
He pressed his fingertips uncomfortably, his cheeks burning, "What do you want to hear?"
Pan Shu smiled and supported her chin, "It's all right."
"Too long, too long, has it been too long?"
"I forgot, I forgot, how it all started."
"I got drunk and sang by the river."
"I said I'll always love you."
“…”
The young man's low and seductive voice, tinged with tenderness, was carried softly to Banshu's ears by the evening breeze.
He enunciated the words very slowly, lazily and in a low voice, a voice that was unique to a teenager. In the evening breeze of this summer night, it sounded like the burning weeds in the wilderness, or like the gentle bright moon hanging high in the sky.
Once you are moved, you can't control yourself.
Panshu's ears felt a little numb.
Ning Yan's ink-black eyes looked at her intently.
Look at her rosy cheeks.
Look at her evasive eyes.
Ning Yan suddenly smiled slowly, "Ban Shu."
"Hmm?" The girl was a little confused.
Ning Yan's low sigh disappeared in the wind, "Am I really a little harsh to you?"
He still couldn't forget her aggrieved expression during the day.
At that time.
It felt like someone was stabbing him in the heart again and again with a knife, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't breathe.
Is it true that he is not as gentle as Luo Beishu, not as steady as Gu Chen, and not as frank as Song Zixing?
Ning Yan's love.
Not straightforward, not gentle, even awkward and reckless.
But the boy’s preference—
How could it not be unique?
"Yeah, so fierce." The girl blinked slowly. "At that time, I thought, I'm never going to talk to you again. I was so wronged. I couldn't bear to eat it, and I carried it all the way back for Ning Yan to eat, and yet you were still fierce to me."
Ning Yan laughed sullenly, "So well behaved."
There was silence for a few more seconds.
The stars were very bright tonight. The young man glanced to the side and saw that Banshu was drowsy. He gently put the girl's head on his shoulder and carried her into the tent gently.
He murmured, "Why don't you ask me why I sing this song?"
"How stupid."
Panshu was a light sleeper. She vaguely heard someone talking in her ear, but after a while, everything became quiet again.
Ning Yan leaned beside her and looked at her quietly.
The next day.
Luo Beishu came out of the cabin and saw Ning Yan lazily fiddling with the dying fire. He was stunned and asked, "You didn't rest in the tent?"
Ning Yan raised her eyelids and said lightly, "Hmm," "She's inside."
Luo Beishu lowered his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, his gentle and elegant eyebrows and eyes were cold, even when he was handling the ingredients, he was as rigorous as if he was conducting some research.
He has a very classical look.
It gives people a light feeling, but has a strong presence.
It's not overly colorful, but it's just stunning.
Ning Yan stared at the boiling boiler for a few seconds, his eyelids half drooping in annoyance. "What on earth are you doing?"
Luo Beishu said slowly, "Cream of mushroom soup, Shushu likes it."
“…”
Ning Yan is really annoying.
The kitchen killer was depressed.
Pan Shu was awakened by the fragrance. She opened the tent and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "What a nice smell."
Luo Beishu's cold expression softened, and he said "hmm", "It's almost done. You can eat after you wash up."
Ban Shu: "You are so amazing, Luo Beishu."
Ning Yan paused, narrowing her eyes. "How many people have you said this to?"
Pan Shu: “…”
Oops.
It just comes out of my mouth.
Ning Yan sneered and gritted his teeth, "Go wash up quickly, you flower-stealing thief."
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