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As soon as Yu Xian heard this rule, his head was big, and only Shen Mang and Kong Mingyu were in the same RV as him. Wouldn't he only live in the same tent with one of these two?
"First of all, the representative of the red RV, I don't know which guest came up to draw?"
Shang Day laughed and raised his hand, "Donβt I come."
Seeing that Lan Qi and He Fengqiao had no opinion, he lifted his sleeves, walked to the red lottery box, and extended his hand in.
Before he got up, the director team removed the note that wrote his name. Now there are only two notes left in it, which reads the names of Lan Qi and He Fengqiao.
Shang Day closed his eyes and groped in it, and he pulled out the note.
The note was folded, and the director group needed to start the results.
He handed the note out.
"I announced that the same tent who slept with Mr. Shang Day tonight ... Mr. He Fengqiao!"
Hearing the director's words, He Fengqiao's face was green. don't know if the green wine he had drinking before was effective. His cheeks were a little hot, and his chest was even more dry.
Why did he sleep the same tent with that smile?
"Mr. He, can't blame me, God decided." Shang Tian spread his hand and walked in front of him, his face was innocent.
He Fengqiao grinded his teeth and barely showed a smile.
Next, went to the Blue RV team to draw.
After the night, the temperature in the mountains continued to decline, and Yu Xian wrapped his own plush jacket. He had a headache, and two sounds sounded in his ears.
"Teacher Yu, don't you go to pump?"
"Yes, Yu Xian, just go to pump."
When he looked sideways, Shen Mang and Kong Mingyu looked at him with a smile.
Lan Qi even watched the excitement, and took the lead to get up. "Next, I entered the most exciting moment. Together a beautiful night- ""
He didn't say that night's word, and his head was suddenly photographed.
"Shut up." He Fengqiao calmed his face.
Lan Qi asked for a boring, shrinking back to the chair, and poorly wrapped his small blanket.
Under the eager eyes, Yu Xian reluctantly walked in front of the blue lottery box.
Anyway, he is now in dilemma, and he simply goes out.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he put his hand into the box and touched Zhang Li's closest note.
On the other side, Shen Mang and Kong Mingyu's eyes stared at the note firmly and looked at it to the director's hands.
Staring by two burning eyes, the director only felt the pressure of the mountain. He coughed twice and deliberately wanted to make some suspense.
"Chen Dao, if your throat is uncomfortable, shouldn't you drink saliva first?" Shen Mang sounded a little unpleasant.
The director was stunned by the chilling sight. This big Buddha couldn't mess with it. He quickly spread out the note in his hand.
Seeing the name above, he was relieved.
"I live with Teacher Yu tonight ... Mr. Shen Mang!"
Lan Qi exclaimed.
Since Mr. Yu was drawn by idols, wouldn't he have to sleep with Dr. Kong?
The moment when the director announced the results, Kong Mingyu's face was visible to the gray eyes.
Why is it not him?
Does God even care about Shen Mang?
It's over, this is the first feeling of Yu Xian.
Why did he draw Shen Mang?
In order to carry it convenient, the director group gave them a two -person tent that was not very spacious. The space was limited. Two adult men had to lie together to avoid physical contact.
Thinking of sleeping with Shen Mang later, Yu Xian only felt the pain of the temples.
"Teacher Yu, I haven't put the quilt in the tent, should we clean up?"
Shen Mang came over with a smile. The pride and pleasure in his eyes are completely nonsense.
Yu Xian was a little dull, and when saw that everyone else started to get up and packed, she had to follow Shen Mang and walked out.
As soon as he walked to the RV, he saw Kong Mingyu standing there.
His expression was defeated, but when he saw Yu Xian, he had a touch of glory in his black eyes.
"Yu Xian, it's cold on the grassland at night. I bought a small moxibustion bag. You put it in the bed, don't catch a cold."
Yu Xian froze for a moment, watching Kong Mingyu's round small wooden box. There are several small holes on the surface of the wooden box, which should be the heat of moxibustion.
"It may be a bit hot on the skin, and I also bought a layer of cover. You can wrap it, and it will not be hot."
Kong Mingyu put the floral fabric on the small wooden box and handed it to Yu Xian.
Yu Xian looked at the man standing in front of him, his eyebrows and serious expression, only felt warm in his chest.
"Ming Yu, thank you. Actually ... I'm not worth you so well at all."
The more Kong Mingyu was good to him, the more he felt guilty in his heart.
"Actually, I bought two, and there was one who was going to give it to Mr. He. Isn't he had an old injury to the knee? It would be much better to apply moxibustion often. You are just sent to it, there is no need to have any pressure."
Kong Mingyu smiled easily, reaching out and pressed on Yu Xian's shoulder.
"Then I passed first."
Yu Xianmu sent him away.
He sighed in the night, turned to get on the RV, and saw Shen Mang holding the quilt, standing on the ladder of the entrance of the RV.
There was no light outside, only the dim light in the RV fell on his face, his half face was in the shadow, and his temperament looked particularly strange and deep.
"Teacher Yu, I can't move so many quilts alone, shouldn't you come to the handle?"