Luo Beishu pursed his lips, his whole body exuding a slightly cold aura and a low pressure.
Ning Yan and Song Zixing didn't care whether he was happy or not. They moved closer to Pan Shu from the left and right, pushing Luo Beishu to the outside.
"Sister, today's sunrise is so beautiful." Song Zixing said.
Pan Shu: “…”
Luo Beishu walked silently to the far right, his voice as cold as ice. "Can you guys go back first? Shushu and I have something to talk about."
Even so, his words were polite.
Ning Yan curled her lips casually, "Go ahead."
Ning Yan and Song Zixing are just two scoundrels. If you try to reason with them, the only one who will be angry to death is Luo Beishu himself.
The four of them returned to the camp and everyone else got up. Gu Chen and Yan Chuan were talking about something when they caught a glimpse of Ban Shu's figure. Their eyes all fell on Ban Shu and the three men beside her.
Luo Beishu had an ugly expression on his face, Song Zixing was smiling, and Ning Yan looked relaxed.
Pan Shu turned her head and looked at them and said, "I'm going to find Sister Yuanyuan and Chu Hua."
"Well, go ahead." Luo Beishu lowered his eyes and said gently.
Ning Yan said "hmm" casually.
Song Zixing raised his hand and touched Banshu's hair, "Sister, go quickly."
Seeing Ning Yan's face darken and he was about to explode, Pan Shu immediately left.
Ning Yan's mocking voice could still be faintly heard behind him, "You don't want your hands anymore, right?"
Song Zixing refused to give in, "You still want to interfere even though I touched my sister? Who are you?"
Ning Yan: "I am your father."
Song Zixing smiled: "My father died a long time ago."
Ning Yan: “…” Six is still your six.
Yan Chuan stayed on the deserted island for a few days and didn't seem to want to leave. The director found him privately and said, "Young Master Yan, basically nothing will happen on the deserted island anymore."
"Um."
"You're very busy."
"Um."
The director coughed twice and asked, "When do you think we'll leave the island?"
Since Yan Chuan refused to leave, the director team and staff were embarrassed to leave first. The conditions on the island were so harsh that they had wanted to slip away for a long time, so they repeatedly urged Yan Chuan.
But Yan Chuan was like a weight on his chest, and he would not give in no matter how hard he tried.
Yan Chuan lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow on his lower eyelid. His voice was gentle and magnetic, "No rush."
He fiddled with his Buddhist beads. "The forest apartment can be opened to them."
The director said "Ah" and nodded quickly, "Ah, okay, okay."
The Forest Apartment was the cabin that Ning Yan, Pan Shu, and the others lived in. Although the cabin only had one bedroom, it had everything you would need.
Xu Yuanyuan and Chu Hua were the most excited to learn that the forest apartment was open.
After all, they had never lived in the cabin before, and had not taken a proper bath since they arrived on the island.
The production team brought out the barbecue grill again, preparing for a confession to boost ratings. The director had originally thought the swimsuit party proposed by Xu Yuanyuan and Chu Hua would be a good idea, but Yan Chuan and Ning Yan flatly rejected it.
The director couldn't afford to offend them, so he had to give up.
Several female guests went to tidy themselves up, while four male guests and Yan Chuan were busy barbecuing outside.
"It would be nice if we had some red wine," said Song Zixing.
There is a wine cellar in the forest apartment. Yan Chuan put down his fork, wiped his hands, and raised his dark eyes. "It's in the wine cellar. I'll get it."
The last time he came, Ning Yan had already thoroughly explored the apartment, so he naturally knew where the wine cellar was. However, since Yan Chuan volunteered to do the job, he simply didn't say anything.
In order to maintain the activity of alcohol, the temperature in the wine cellar is generally low.
After taking a shower, drying her hair, and changing into a new dress, Banshu was about to go out when she heard Yan Chuan was going to the wine cellar to get some wine, so she stopped.
She had to complete the Yanchuan strategy as soon as possible.
After all, once Yan Chuan leaves, Pan Shu will have no chance to contact him.
Yan Chuan stood in front of the wine rack, his eyes lightly passing over the vintages of the red wines. He was extremely picky about the vintage and taste of red wines. The wines in the wine cellar were all his private collection.
"ah--"
The girl's scream behind him was extremely abrupt in the quiet wine cellar.
Yan Chuan turned around and was caught off guard by a pair of wet, round, almond-shaped eyes.
My heart was pounding like a drum.
It's her.
Ban Shu raised her eyes cautiously, the corners of her eyes were crimson, and a few crystal tears hung on her long and thick eyelashes, making her look as pitiful as a little deer.
"What's wrong with you?" Yan Chuan frowned. He squatted down and slowly stroked the girl's slender ankle with his warm hand. "Did you sprain it?"
"Maybe." Pan Shu bit her lip. "It hurts a little."
"Feel sorry."
Yan Chuan suddenly let go as if he was stabbed.
In order to prevent the wine from spoiling, the oxygen content in the wine cellar is not high. If people stay in the wine cellar for too long, they will become unconscious.
Plus, the air is filled with the spicy aroma of wine.
The girl's cheeks flushed and her eyes became blurred.
The porcelain-white and delicate little face is stunningly beautiful at this moment.
Yan Chuan was in a trance for a while.
"I'll take you out." The man's voice was low and trembling, his eyes looked away, and he refused to look at her.
The girl seemed drunk.
Her soft arms wrapped around his neck, her hot cheeks pressed tightly against his, and she rubbed him coquettishly, "It feels so good... Don't move... Your heart is beating so fast."
Yan Chuan pursed his lips and pinched her arm with increasing strength.
As the girl moaned softly, the man's eyes, as dark and sticky as ink, suddenly became extremely deep and dangerous.
The slender hands with distinct joints pinched the girl's delicate pointed chin forcefully and irresistibly, and the hot thin lips fell on the girl's ear, lips, and gradually went deeper.
He thought.
She was the one who seduced him.
How could she show such an expression in front of a man who had ill intentions towards her?
The man's hot and scorching big hands pressed against the girl's soft and slender waistline, moving up and down ambiguously, his thin lips pressed against her, taking the breath from her mouth bit by bit, entangled her until she had to straighten her body and cling to him.
Yan Chuan has always been restrained and polite, and this is the only time he indulged himself.
The temperature in the wine cellar seemed to be rising steadily. The only sounds in the air were the man's low breathing and the girl's sobs that accidentally spilled from her lips.
It seems like I was bullied by him.
The emotions that had been suppressed in Yan Chuan's heart for a long time burst out at that moment.
It started when I saw her round almond-shaped eyes.
He willingly allowed himself to be seduced and to fall into depravity.
"Bang--"
Suddenly, Yan Chuan was hit by the young man's clenched fist and his head tilted slightly.
Scarlet blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.
His expression turned cold and he raised his eyes.
The young man stared at him coldly and indifferently, as if he were looking at a corpse. Ning Yan rushed forward and grabbed Yan Chuan's collar, his voice as cold as poison, "What the hell did you do to her? I ask you, what the hell did you do to her?!"
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