Chapter 32 A Bunny Slacking Off in a Battlefield
The summer night breeze was cool and gentle, and the campfire swayed gracefully in the wind, its warm orange light illuminating the courtyard and the faces of the people sitting around it.
Wen Yanyu peeled open the freshly roasted sweet potato and handed it to Lu Mingxu.
"Thank you, Little Fish." Lu Mingxu's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take the sweet potato and immediately started eating it.
"hiss----"
The man's tongue was burned by the scalding hot sweet potato flesh, and he couldn't help but hiss and hiss a few times, fanning himself with his hand.
Wen Yanyu said, "Eat slowly."
Would you like a spoon?
Wen Yanyu picked up the spoon and gestured to him.
Lu Mingxu smiled sheepishly and reached out to take the spoon.
Duan Mufeng glanced at the roasted sweet potato that Lu Mingxu had carefully peeled in his hand, and then looked at his own sweet potato that hadn't even been broken open.
…………
After what happened during the day, Jiang Keyan still hung her head, glancing at Wen Yanyu beside her from time to time. She wanted to talk to him, but she was too dejected to say a word.
This is the first time in my more than 20 years of smooth sailing that I have encountered a situation that I absolutely dare not face.
The sweet potato, still steaming hot after being peeled, was handed to me.
"The sweet potatoes here are very sweet." Wen Yanyu rubbed the corners of her eyes, which were red from the firelight.
The summer night was neither too hot nor too cold, and Wen Yanyu, sitting by the campfire, couldn't help but wrap her coat around herself.
His thin, almost sickly body looked even more frail in the firelight, and his wrists, holding the sweet potato, were so slender they seemed about to snap.
The voice was very soft, "Freshly baked, would you like a piece?"
Wen Yanyu looked at her, her eyes were misty from the smoke, and the redness at the corners of her eyes seemed impossible to fade. She exuded a sickly aura from the inside out, fragile yet warm.
It's like some kind of weak and pitiful little animal whose wounds haven't fully healed yet, but it finds you something delicious to eat outside.
They eagerly hand it to you, carefully attending to your feelings.
Jiang Keyan stood there stunned, unable to come to her senses for a long time.
A feeling of bitterness inexplicably welled up in my heart.
It's a kind of sour and astringent, tingling and itchy sensation that makes you feel uncomfortable yet irresistibly addicted.
Having grown up pampered by her family, the greatest hardship she has ever endured is probably drinking an iced Americano. At this moment, she is unable to describe in words what she feels.
She seemed to understand the feeling her sister had once described to her.
Wen Yanyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she pursed her lips, and was about to put her hand back.
The girl grabbed his wrist and took the half-eaten roasted sweet potato from his hand.
I took a big bite of the sweet potato, and the soft, sweet flavor of the roasted sweet potato instantly filled my mouth, making my heart soften.
She quickly finished the small half of the sweet potato.
Jiang Keyan looked up and gave Wen Yanyu her usual sweet smile again, "It's so delicious! Can I have another piece?"
Jiang Keyan returned to normal upon seeing him.
Wen Yanyu nodded hurriedly and continued her busy work of roasting sweet potatoes and feeding the animals.
Several people gathered around the campfire eating roasted sweet potatoes.
Duan Mufeng looked at Lu Mingxu, who was still chatting happily even though the other party didn't respond much, took a bite of his cola straw, and suddenly cleared his throat, "I'll sing a song for everyone."
Jiang Wanrou immediately agreed.
Wen Yanyu didn't react much; she was too hungry and lowered her head to eat a sweet potato.
"Baby, what song do you want to listen to?" Duan Mufeng took out his phone and handed it to Wen Yanyu.
"Should I choose?" Wen Yanyu looked up in confusion, her cheeks puffing out as she ate the roasted sweet potato she hadn't swallowed yet.
Duan Mufeng leaned back in his chair, smiled at him, and said, "Of course, it's your choice."
Wen Yanyu hesitated for a moment, then took the phone and started searching.
Lu Mingxu frowned and looked at Duan Mufeng.
Having known each other for many years, I instantly understood the other person's thoughts, and then I recalled all the things the other person did in the first few days.
The moment their eyes met, a smile appeared in Duan Mufeng's eyes, carrying a hint of shiftiness and silent smugness.
Can you sing along if you can just mouth the words silently?
Duan Mufeng laughed maliciously.
Knowing about the other person's messy romantic history, and also knowing that Xiaoyu's appearance is the other person's dream girl.
Lu Mingxu's expression darkened slightly, and he gave him a cold, warning look.
Duan Mufeng's smile remained cheerful as he intimately approached Wen Yanyu, seemingly observing her choice of music, his narrowed eyes revealing an ambiguous provocation.
Lu Mingxu gritted his teeth, his eyes turning cold.
[I'm dying of laughter, I never thought I'd see these two creating such a mess.]
[Even Brother Duan is feeling the pressure, haha.]
[I feel like I could laugh for a year straight at the scene where Duan Mufeng glanced at the roasted sweet potatoes in everyone else's hands, then looked down at his own.]
[I was treated differently, haha.]
[Stop messing around. Is it possible that Brother Lu just thinks Duan Mufeng's romantic history is too messy, and Wen Yanyu is his friend, so he doesn't want the two of them to date? Also, please, don't Lu Yu's fans' lives matter? Stop shipping them randomly, it's really making me dizzy.]
Is it possible that the comments section was also joking, and when you guys were forcibly creating a mainland-Chinese CP and engaging in comparisons, did you ever consider that the lives of solo fans also matter?
[Just kidding, haha, why is anyone getting so worked up? Hehe.]
[Lu Ge's solo fans are thrilled! For the first time, they're not opposed to other fan-made pairings!]
"Baby, have you made your choice?" Duan Mufeng whispered in Wen Yanyu's ear.
Wen Yanyu casually clicked on the random song selection.
Duan Mufeng took the phone, raised an eyebrow after seeing the track, and smiled, "Body shots? Bao, you and I are on the same wavelength, it just happens to be my style."
After glancing at the lyrics, Wen Yanyu took a bite of the sweet potato, remaining noncommittal about the man's words.
Lu Mingxu gritted his teeth, "Stop talking nonsense."
Duan Mufeng clicked his tongue lightly, cleared his throat, and the prelude began.
“Walk up to the club.”
“My girls cut the line.”
"cause we're a step above."
“Walk up to the bar.”
“buying drinks like a star.”
With a languid, slightly upturned voice, the man cast a suggestive glance at the boy beside him.
But after realizing that the other person was just staring blankly at the campfire, Duan Mufeng propped his chin up and continued singing the last melody while keeping an eye on the other person.
"my girls they wanna try it'."
So we had to buy it...
“uh huh’ whip it up’.”
"lick it up' suck it down."
“Uh huh’ drink it up.”
The song ended.
Duan Mufeng looked at Wen Yanyu, who was still in a daze, with a resentful expression.
"Baby, you're so hurtful."
Wen Yanyu regained her senses and turned to ask him, "What's wrong?"
Duan Mufeng turned his head and complained, "This was sung especially for you, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
“You sing very well,” Wen Yanyu added. “It really suits you.”
Duan Mufeng: "..."
[My random crawling around, hahaha, Duan Ge is doing a live stream, and my wife is staring blankly at the fire while eating sweet potatoes.]
[The little bunny was so worried everyone would go hungry, haha! She roasted sweet potatoes and fed them one by one, just like a little bunny who had stored up food for winter, carrying roasted sweet potatoes around to feed the neighbors. So cute!]
[Wen Yanyu: My roasted sweet potatoes were especially delicious (so you all gave them to me).]
[Baby didn't eat lunch, so what's wrong with having a couple more bites of roasted sweet potato? *hugs baby and gives him a big kiss*]
[Haha, I'm impressed by Wen Yanyu's incredibly naive and clueless nature; he clearly has never been in a relationship before.]
Didn't he pursue Fu Hanchuan?
[Pursuing someone doesn't mean you've dated them. His methods for pursuing her were pretty ridiculous; it's obvious he's never dated before. Who says such outrageous things in public while pursuing someone?]
The feeling of being possessed.
"Then... I'll sing you a song too?"
Still not understanding what was going on, Wen Yanyu tentatively asked.
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