National Male God's Favorite: Kiss Goodbye, Sweetheart

Chapter 117 Chasing Nuan Nuan (2)

The two men looked at each other, with a meaningful light flowing in their eyes, with a bit of sharpness, like two hunters who were about to hunt, looking at their prey with a bit of excitement.

Sitting on the grass, Liang Nuannuan felt a coolness on his back for no reason, and a gust of mountain wind blew through the coolness, making him shiver unconsciously.

Liang Nuannuan took a slight breath, and suddenly said, "Where's Mo Xun?"

Bei Xingchen looked away, and pointed to Mo Xun who was still in a coma next to him, "I tried it, and I can still breathe."

Just when Liang Nuannuan was in a daze, suddenly the shouts over there became louder and louder, calling their names, and the flashlight used to search for people shook in the night sky, lighting up a bright white light.

It dazzled the warm eyes.

Holding the flashlight, Shui Chuqing immediately saw Liang Nuan Nuan over there, and hurried over, "Nuan Nuan? Are you okay?"

Shui Chuqing looked up and down at Liang Nuan Nuan, who was drenched all over her body, "You are..."

"I accidentally fell into the water." Bei Xingchen wiped the water off his chin, pointed behind him, "and your brother."

Shui Chuqing followed Bei Xingchen's fingers and saw the unconscious Mo Xun. Shui Chuqing's eyes paused for a moment, and the expression on her face was a bit incredulous, "You... go swimming in a group???"

Liang Nuannuan's forehead twitched, and she told Shui Chuqing with her eyes: "...do we seem to be in such a good mood?"

Shui Chuqing took off her military training jacket and said, "If you want to swim, you have to go back to swim. I remember that your dog's swimming skills are much better than yours. At least he will take you with him."

Liang Nuannuan: "..."

Seemingly seeing Shui Chuqing stop, the students behind also ran up and surrounded Bei Xingchen and Mo Xun.

"Squad leader! Are you okay!" A boy pulled Bei Xingchen to look left and right, and Bei Xingchen pointed at Mo Xun, "Go and see him, I'm fine."

"How did this happen?" Several boys and girls came up to meet him, "Qiu Mofeng hasn't been found yet, why did these things happen?"

A few of them spotted Liang Nuannuan who was also drenched standing next to him with sharp eyes, and doubts could not help but slip through their eyes.

Several versions of conjectures have already sprouted in my heart.

Before he could open his mouth to ask what happened, several instructors rushed over from the camp and asked sharply, "What's going on?"

"Slipped and fell into the water."

A male instructor inside frowned, "Why did you suddenly fall into the water, such a big piece of water, you can't even see it when you walk?"

Mu Shuang said lightly, "Be careful next time, go back to the camp first, it's not easy to catch a cold in the mountains."

Shui Chuqing nodded, and left the scene with Liang Nuannuan, who was still tightly wrapped.

The wind blew across the ground, and the water grass man put down the binoculars slowly and cautiously, raised his eyebrows, "Sir, do you want to do it tonight?"

"Yes." The eyes of the man called the third child became sharper.

As the night grew darker, the bonfire above the camp gradually burned out, leaving only ashes jumping with sparks.

Liang Nuan Nuan finally dried herself and her soaked clothes, and when they got into the tent, everyone was already asleep.

Sitting outside the tent, Liang Nuannuan stretched out his hands to shake the clothes he had just dried. Suddenly a round bottle rolled out of his pocket and rolled onto the grass covered with late frost, flashing slightly under the night sky.

(End of this chapter)