Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

"Did you go to the toilet?" She breathed a sigh of relief, and asked subconsciously, he kept her still, was it because he was afraid that she would peek at him?Then he can tell her directly?Why did you leave without saying a word?

Hearing this, Meng Beichen's face turned even darker, this damn girl can really think about it.

"I'm going to gather firewood to make a fire. In the car, my mother has prepared raw meat that can be roasted to eat. Otherwise, you will really be hungry until tomorrow?" He glanced at her legs. It was too dark here, and he couldn't see anything, so he asked again. road.

"Can you still go?"

"It's just a fall, and it's okay. Meng Beichen, let's go down the mountain. I always feel that it's not very good here." It's gloomy, gloomy, and occasionally there is a cold wind. She wears denim shorts, and both legs trembling. [

"You don't look like such a timid person. Why is it not so good here? What are you afraid of? Go back to the car first, and I'll be right over." Some looked at her faintly, and didn't see her when they quarreled with him Too timid.

"No, there is something wrong with your car. I was somehow blocked from breathing by something unclean just now. It can't be in your car."

"It can't be what? Your imagination can be richer, so you dare to sit back now?" He felt a little speechless asking the sky, hesitating whether to tell her, in fact, he was pinching her nose just now?

However, if she said it, she would definitely despise her, and it would be too embarrassing.

"Then I'll wait for you here." Han Yixing said dully, he really didn't want to go back to the dark car alone.

Meng Beichen saw that she showed such weakness for a rare time, so he didn't say anything else. He picked up the firewood and went back to the car. She followed him slowly, her feet still a little crooked.

He lit a fire, spread a piece of cloth on the grass, and took out a white fresh box from the car. After finishing everything, he pulled a person who looked like wood to his side.

"Let me see your legs." He took out a flashlight from the car and was about to look at hers.

Han Yixing stared at the white fresh box, swallowed and said, "Let's bake something first, my leg is fine."

"Sure enough, she's an idiot." He gave her a blank look, and noticed that her knee was bruised and purple, with a little blood oozing out. He frowned, and took a bunch of meat skewers and stuffed them into her hands.