Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 218 Take You Camping (Part [-])
Lan Song's eyes lit up when he heard the word camping.Squatting next to the pile of things, watching Song Yichen inspect the things that he will bring tomorrow, Lan Song picked up a telescope and clamped it on the bridge of his nose and started playing, "Where do you need to bring these when you go camping?"

"Go to the mountains." Song Yichen replied briefly without raising his head.

"Just the two of us?" Lan Song felt strange looking at these things, put down the binoculars, picked up another bag, opened the zipper and found that it was a pot.He lifted the lid of the pot casually, and unexpectedly there was Qian Kun inside, a large pot surrounded by a small pot, and there were two or three white porcelain bowls and wooden spoons in the small pot.

"At a campsite, someone would take us inside."

Lan Song didn't listen to Song Yichen's explanation, and just took the pots and pans and imitated how he would cook when he went camping tomorrow.

"I just bought these, boil some water in a while, and scald them again." Song Yichen said when he saw her playing.

"I'm going to boil the water now." Lan Song ran to the kitchen with his slippers on.

Seeing her anxious look, Song Yichen smiled and shook his head.

"By the way, what are you going to wear tomorrow? Is sportswear okay?" Taking advantage of the time to boil water, Lan Song ran over and grabbed the door frame and asked.

"I bought you a jacket and shoes, try it yourself."

Unexpectedly, Song Yichen was so thoughtful, Lan Song opened the packaging bag Song Yichen pointed to without saying a word.

"By the way, tent! Tent!" For Lan Song, camping is not only full of mysterious and unknown excitement, but also fun and interesting like playing house.

"Yes, this is it." Seeing her excitement, Song Yichen replied helplessly.

Following the direction of Song Yichen's finger, Lan Song was relieved when he saw the bag with "Shepherd Dog" printed on it, "I'll go change my clothes first."

After speaking, there was another sound of snapping slippers.

If I knew she liked it so much, I should have taken her there earlier.

After packing up, Lan Song was sent to bed by Song Yichen, "Go to bed early, I have to get up early tomorrow."

"I'm a little excited and can't sleep, what should I do?" Lying on the bed, Lan Song asked worriedly.

"It's been a long time since I've had a married life..." Song Yichen seemed to realize something.

Before he finished speaking, Lan Song wrapped the quilt around his head and pretended to be dead.

"Don't move you, come out, it's not good to sleep like this."

With Song Yichen's guarantee, Lan Song got out of the quilt like a gopher.

Seeing her hopeless appearance, Song Yichen pinched her face, "What's the use of raising a wife like you? You can only watch but not eat."

Lan Song raised his head and looked at Song Yichen sadly with his mouth curled up.

Song Yichen couldn't help but show a gentle smile, hugged him into his arms and murmured, "It's useful, it's useful."

The next day, Lan Song woke up early, had breakfast, put on the jacket and hiking shoes that Song Yichen bought for her, and was as happy as a child wearing new clothes for the New Year.

The camping equipment was moved into the trunk of the car again. After Song Yichen gave Lan Song an address, the car drove to the campsite.

The camping place is not close, in Yushan City, more than 100 kilometers away.Song Yichen was worried about Lan Song driving at high speed, but Lan Song insisted and gave up.

On the highway, Lan Song's car drove fairly smoothly.Song Yichen remembered that time Lan Song drove to pick up the three of them when they were trapped by heavy rain in Qingyuan Mountain.She was also driving this Audi A4 at the time.

Judging from her driving posture, she looks like an old driver, calm and not flustered.Song Yichen felt that girls had a different taste in driving.

"You used to drive a lot?"

"Why, are you afraid of riding in my car?" Song Yichen had ridden in Lan Song's car a few times, but it was all in the city, and it was the first time he was on the expressway.

"Not afraid. What are you afraid of? These are the people on the same boat." Song Yichen joked without restraint.

"Bah." Lan Song didn't like him saying such bad words, "I'll drive slowly, your life is more precious than my own."

Lan Song was in a hurry, and he didn't know what he said, but Song Yichen was quite useful, "When you're tired, go to the service station in front and rest for a while."

Excited like chicken blood, Lan Song couldn't be tired, he concentrated on driving the car, "No, I just got on the highway."

When they arrived at the campsite, a sightseeing car came to help them pack their things and take them to the camping place.

It's early summer now, and the wind blowing towards us has a bit of heat, but it's not compelling, making people feel safe and comfortable.In order to look at the luggage, the two sat with their backs facing the direction of travel.

Song Yichen was wearing a camouflage-colored jacket with the collar turned up, adding a bit of masculinity.

The camping place is on a flat land in the middle of the mountain road.Along the way, Lan Song found that there were several places where tents were set up for tourists, and the one Song Yichen chose was halfway up the mountain.The driver helped them unload their equipment, gave some precautions, and drove away.

This mountain is not particularly high, but it is also quiet.The sun shines through the dense leaves, dark and bright, sparkling.Summer is the season when vegetation grows vigorously, full of strong vitality everywhere, exuding the most primitive taste of nature.Unlike the warm wind below the mountain, the wind in the mountain is cool and refreshing.

Lan Song loves this feeling very much, it can wash away the turbidity on her body.

"Do you like it?" Song Yichen hugged her from behind, his voice soft and sexy.

Lan Song stroked Song Yichen's chin and neck with his cheeks, closed his eyes, felt the gentleness of nature, and his tenderness, "I like it."

Standing quietly like this, it seems that there is no need for any human language here. If you speak, it will disturb the sacred tranquility of this side.

"I'll set up a tent and get you something to eat." After a long time, Song Yichen whispered in her ear.

"I'm here too, and I haven't even pitched a tent before." Lan Song's eyes sparkled, showing that she was in a happy mood.

Seeing that she was happy, Song Yichen followed her and started working on his own.The ground was a thin layer of grass, Song Yichen took out a piece of gray ground cloth and spread it out.

"Why is there still this?"

"Waterproof and warm."

"I know how to do this, just put the pole inside, right?"

"Ah."

……

Amidst Lan Song's curious questions and Song Yichen's patient answers, the construction of their base was considered complete.

Song Yichen didn't stop, took out the cooking utensils, lit a fire, and poured drinking water.

"If you're hungry, eat some chocolate first, it's inside."

Lan Song squatted next to Song Yichen, watching him skillfully light the fire and cook.Song Yichen was taciturn, usually she would ask him to talk, but he was very familiar with these things.Such him inexplicably gave her a sense of security.

"Don't squat down, find a chair to sit inside, and bring one out for me."

Only then did Lan Song realize that it was two outdoor folding chairs.Seeing Song Yichen throwing the branches into the fire, Lan Song thought it was fresh and fun, so he also picked up a few branches and stuffed them under the pot.

"I'm cooking." Someone greeted, Lan Song turned around and saw a few tourists, both men and women, all young, walking up the mountain.

Even though he didn't know each other, Lan Song waved his hand in a friendly manner.

"I'll take you to the camp below to play in the afternoon."

"What are you playing?" After Lan Song added two branches, he had nothing to do, watching Song Yichen busy.

"There are guns, archery, etc., go and see for yourself."

"Have you been here before?"

"Come here once."

"He also said he didn't play."

"Ok?"

"Before I said that you majored in fine arts, you traveled around in the name of sketching, and you still argued with me." Lan Song finally got the evidence to turn over the old score with him.

Song Yichen paused for a while before remembering what Lan Song was talking about, "In your eyes, those scenery are scenery, but in the eyes of our art students, they are homework."

"Come on less." Lan Song disdained Song Yichen's explanation, reached out to lift the lid of the pot, but was burned by the steam.The next moment, Song Yichen pulled his hand back, and said anxiously, "Be careful."

(End of this chapter)