The husband of the richest man who is beautiful and miserable is a love brain

Xu Xiang's words are very reasonable, and Qi Zheng agrees.

Just

"Let's get up tomorrow and see what's going on!"

Although he is the captain, these are not the soldiers under his command, so it doesn't count if he says so.

"What are you talking about?"

Su's slow voice suddenly sounded from behind.

The two turned around subconsciously, and saw that Su slowly faded off her delicate makeup. Although her facial features were a little lighter, she was still a pretty beauty.

Just as Xu Xiang wanted to reply, Xu Shi recalled what he had just said to talk less, pursed his lips, and closed his mouth again.

Qi Zheng didn't even give the hypocritical courtesy, and got up directly:
"I didn't say anything, go to bed early, I need to get up early tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned and got into the tent.

The scene suddenly became extremely embarrassing.

Xu Xiang didn't know what to say, but he was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

She could only look to the director's team for help. With such small eyes, the audience was dying of laughter.

Fortunately, Jiang Chuan came out and took the initiative to talk to Su slowly. Xu wanted to take advantage of this moment and quickly shrugged his shoulders and fled——

the next day.

After everyone got up, the director announced that a girl from another group had quit.

For Qi Zheng and the others, there is no less or less competition.

The only good thing is that they weren't the first to quit.

So even if you follow closely, it won't be too embarrassing.

Especially when Qi Zheng spoke and said that he would try to advance 27 kilometers at noon, except for Xu Xiang, the rest of the faces were not very good.

None of them slept well last night. Given the weight and fatigue, and the premise of whether they had eaten or not, who would want to walk nearly [-] kilometers with him!
Zhao Deyue: "Well, let's not say that we have to walk more than 20 kilometers. Let's just walk. If we can't walk, let's stop."

Qi Zheng could only respond.

On the one hand, Xu Xiang had already lit the fire and set up the pot, and went to find some small wild vegetables nearby, cooked a pot of porridge with compressed biscuits and yesterday's leftover rice, and invited everyone to eat.
Although the appearance did not whet the appetite in an instant, but after doing everything, they naturally wanted to go through the motions.

Zhao Deyue took a sip first.

How can biscuits and porridge be delicious in one pot?

But Zhao Deyue smacked his mouth pretending to be sweet, and said 'um', and then asked: "Xiao Gu, did you get this rice from the program team?"

Xu wanted to deny it: "No, it was the boxed lunch given out last night. I ate the vegetables and left the rice untouched. I thought I would deal with it today, but seeing that everyone had nothing to eat, I made porridge."

In Xu Xiang's series of answers, everyone only heard that this pot of porridge was left over from the night, or she left it after eating!

It's a bit irritating.

A few people just took a few sips on purpose, expressing that they were not too hungry, and left a lot in the bowl.

Xu wanted to see the situation, and was a little disappointed.

But Qi Zheng on the opposite side didn't mind at all. After drinking to the bottom, he poured a little water from his own mineral water bottle, dangled it in the bowl, and drank it——

There is no need to wash the dishes.

At this time, Xu wanted to see a little more genuine appreciation in Qi Zheng's eyes.

But soon, she turned her face away, looked at the porridge in Su Slowly's bowl beside her, and pursed her lips:
"Sister slowly, are you not too hungry?"

Su slowly hesitated for two seconds: "I'm not too hungry, I don't have the habit of eating breakfast."

She really wanted to cheer like Qi Zheng, to get some praise in front of Qi Zheng and the audience.

But it's really hard to say.

Xu Xiang took the initiative to slowly move the steps for Su: "Then why don't you give it to me? Don't waste it."

Su slowly: "Ah? I've eaten a little bit, don't you think it's disgusting?"

Xu Xiang shook his head like a rattle, "Of course not!"

Su Ranran didn't know how to solve it, so he poured all the rice porridge into Xu Xiang's bowl——