"I didn't cry."

Yu Xian pulled the quilt, covered his face, and turned his back to him.

"You are not allowed to come over again."

Obviously a fierce tone, listening to the eyes of men, but inexplicably a coquettish taste.

Shen Mang hooked the corner of his mouth, surrounded his waist from behind, and put his cheeks on his back.

"I don't rely on, what should you do if you are cold later? Teacher Yu, there is a good habit of mouth and wrong."

"Don't call me Teacher Yu."

Thinking of Shen Mang just pressing his wrist and gently and strongly kissed his face, Yu Xian felt the heartbeat.

Mr. Yu's three words fell in his ear, and even brought a layer of back morality.

"Don't call you Teacher Yu, what's my name? You should have a nickname? Huh?"

Of course, Yu Xian had a nickname. At home, his mother would call his father, Lao Yu, and called him a small fish. Some fortune teller had given him a hexagram, saying that if his little name was brought with gold, he would go smoothly in his life, and his mother called him a small goldfish.

Since then, the little goldfish has become his nickname.

"Small goldfish."

Recalling the past, Yu Xian murmured these three words.

His voice was too small, Shen Mang didn't hear much, and subconsciously leaned towards him.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, sleeping." Yu Xian was upset, holding his pillow with his fingers, unwilling to face the man behind him.

After a while, there was no movement behind him. Yu Xian thought the other party should let him go. Suddenly, the low voice of the cello sounded in his ear.

"I heard it, your little name is, the little goldfish."

He smiled lowly, with joy and satisfaction in his tone, "My ... little goldfish."

Yu Xian didn't know how he slept in the past. After the man knew his little name, he kissed him for a while. In the end, Yu Xian had broken the jar, and he was lying there very well, how could he toss.

Fortunately, with another person's warm embrace, he slept deeply in the middle of the night.

When he slept positively, the two tents next door were experiencing completely different scenes.

Kong Mingyu, who was also frozen in the middle of the night, sat up, watched the two beds around his body, and even grabbed his quilt Lan Qi in the past, crying without tears.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep anyway. He put on a coat and planned to go back to the RV to sleep.

Unexpectedly, saw He Fengqiao, who came out of another tent.

"Mr. He, are you here?"

Kong Mingyu was a little surprised.

He Fengqiao had a handsome face, and his expression was a little irritable. He didn't have the habit of sleeping with people. Besides, the guy was particularly not sleeping well. He always rolled to him and put his hands and feet on him. How could he stand it and simply got out of the tent.

"Are you used to sleeping tents?" Kong Mingyu seemed to see something.

He Fengqiao frowned and hummed, then raised his eyes to look at Kong Mingyu, "This is you?"

"I don't like sleeping with people, so I came out."

Kong Mingyu looked at the grassland in the distance, his eyes fell on the tent where Cosine and Shen Mang lived, and his tone was melancholy.

"Cosine he...should sleep well tonight."

Looking at his sad and lost look, He Fengqiao shook his head in disapproval.

"The show isn't over yet, and Cosine isn't officially with Shen Mang. You don't have to get discouraged so soon."

"I know, I won't give up, Mr. He, thank you for comforting me."

"You can watch the scenery slowly here, I'll get in the car first."

Sky light penetrated through the gap in the tent, Cosine's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

To his surprise, the cushion beside him was empty, and Shen Mang was no longer in the tent.

Thinking of what happened last night, Cosine's face was a little unnatural. It was just right that Shen Mang wasn't here, so as not to be embarrassed when he got up early in the morning and looked at each other.

Cosine changed his clothes, put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, and went out of the tent.

He plans to go to the RV to see what ingredients can be used for breakfast.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the RV, he found that Shen Mang was also there. The other party set up a small table next to the RV with a portable gas stove on it, and was frying eggs with a frying pan.

Seeing him come over, Shen Mang's eyes were slightly curved, and he asked knowingly, "How did you sleep last night?"

"not so good."

As soon as he saw his face, Cosine remembered the scenes in the tent. If there were no cameras outside, this guy wouldn't know what crazy things he would do.

Obviously he should be angry, but he couldn't say anything excessive to this smiling face.

He got into the RV and found that Kong Mingyu actually slept in it, so he couldn't help but wonder.

Shouldn't he have slept in the same tent as Lankey last night? Why are you back in the car?

Afraid of disturbing him, Cosine took things carefully without making a sound.

After he hastily washed up, he packed up his things. As soon as he got out of the RV, he saw Lan Qi walking over stretched.

He should have slept well last night, his face refreshed.

"Mr. Yu, good morning, have you seen Dr. Kong?"

"He's sleeping in the RV."

"Ah, it's not because I swept away the quilt last night, right?"

Lan Qi also knew what kind of sleeper he was. When he woke up this morning, he found that all the quilts were wrapped in him. It is estimated that Kong Mingyu woke up in the middle of the night and went to sleep in the RV.

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

"Mr. He, why are you sleeping in the RV too?"

Seeing a tall figure in the red RV next door, Cosine was a little surprised.

He Fengqiao didn't seem to be sleeping well in the RV, and the circle of black and blue under his eyes was particularly obvious.He rubbed his black hair a little irritably and yawned.