Fickle CEO

The clear water of the lake is sparkling, and the sun is shining slightly. She sits in the water with her shoulders shrunk, her eyes flashing a little helpless, and she dares not to get up.

Lan Xi is not stupid, of course, she knows that the small abdominal pain, on behalf of a girl what.

Ji Yao came over with flowing water: "Lan Xi, are you stung by water scorpion?"

Lan Xi couldn't cry or laugh. Her face was red and her eyes were misty with water vapor. She said in a low voice, "I dare not get up when I get stung." She raised her head and bit her lips more quietly, "Jiyao, did you bring That... "

Ji Yao immediately widened his eyes, then looked at her situation, his head was big.

"That You... " She was warily sweeping around a circle of curious boys, blushing to the roots of her ears, clutching her hair and bewildered. Grandma, bear, don't worry about getting up. What if your pants are red?

Their school uniform is light blue and white, generous and chic.

Mu Yanchen in the distance drooped his eyes, dropped the things in his hand, and gently told those boys a few words. His slender fingers picked up the coat just put on the folding tent and walked towards this side.

Lanxi first heard the sound of the water, but did not respond to it, it felt like a cold black cover down, as if to cover her up. The water was cool, and that bent over her arms and arms, but it was a little warm. The familiar breath poured over and said in a low voice, "get up."

Lan Xi was shocked.

It's not that she hasn't seen mu Yanchen at a close distance. It's just that in the sun, his thick eyelashes are half down, and the shadow is cast on Junyi's face.

"Don't be afraid. Get up. " He repeated lightly.

Half bewildered, two wet little hands raised and slowly circled his neck.

"Crash" a sound of water, she was lifted up in the air, trapped like a broad embrace, the coat covered her tightly.

The legendary princess hugs.

Ji Yao borrows ABC from an affectable girl. He looks at mu Yanchen, who is cold and indifferent. He puts his hands behind his back and blushes. He can't go forward and give things to Mulanxi.

"Do me a favor."

The soul son has not turned around, that iceberg like quiet man walked two steps, has opened the mouth.

"Ah?" Ji Yao was startled and aroused.

Mu Yan Chen Mou color is clear and indifferent, slow voice way: "tent prop up a bit."

***

Lanxi felt that he was in bad luck.

Finally, I went out for a camping trip, and my aunt patronized me in advance.

What's more, because she had been climbing the mountain before and soaking in the cold and cold river water before, she was now suffering from extreme colic, covered with sweat and interwoven with the cool night air at the top of the mountain. She felt cold and hot for a while.

Ji Yao and their instant porridge, as well as instant noodles snacks, spread all over the floor.

Lan Xi, however, shrinks in the tent and lies on his side. Listening to the noise outside, he feels aggrieved and crumples his sleeping bag.

She knows. God is going to play with her today.

Mu Yanchen is sitting against the tree behind the tent, with one knee bent up and frowning. He can't take the weak wireless signal from the top of the mountain at night. He simply takes off the computer and puts down his official business temporarily. He can look up and see the painful appearance of the man two feet away, and his eyebrows are even tighter.

He eyes color gradually cold, went to touch her forehead, suddenly asked: "you wet clothes change down."