Meng Huo knew that he was going to sleep with Lu Xinghuai tonight, after washing up, he returned to the tent and made their bed.

He slept on the inside, leaving the outside position to Lu Xinghuai.

Although they only lived together during the Chinese New Year, that wasn't the same bed in the true sense.

He knew that he didn't sleep well, so after thinking about it, Meng Huo decided to get into the sleeping bag, and he put his hands on his lower abdomen obediently, sleeping peacefully.

Although his head was dizzy, he still couldn't fall asleep.

Looking up at the orange tent roof, it is the same color as the top light of the off-road vehicle.

He reached out and touched his lips.

It seems to be quite soft.

He ate strawberry-flavored chocolate, if he really kissed him, it should be sweet too.

He originally wanted to wait for Lu Xinghuai to come back to sleep, but after thinking about it, he fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Meng Huo woke up from the heat of his sleeping bag and turned his head to look.

empty.

He reached out from his sleeping bag and touched it.

cold.

Meng Huo got up quickly, blinking his sleepy eyes.

Lu Xinghuai stopped sleeping with him.

Lu Xinghuai was woken up by the sound of zippers.

His sleep was extremely light, and he almost woke up when he heard footsteps when someone approached the tent.

Lu Xinghuai frowned and stood up, covering his eyes with his palms, using the moonlight leaking into the tent, he could see who it was.

He pinched the space between his brows, his voice hoarse after waking up.

"...Meng Huo?"

Meng Huo unzipped the tent, and he half-kneeled outside the tent, still hugging the pillow tightly in his arms, resting his chin on the pillow, looking at him eagerly.

Seeing Lu Xinghuai who was supposed to go back to sleep lying in Wei Qiming's tent, Meng Huo's eyes were extremely complicated.

Shocked, regretted, lost...

He got into the tent and questioned him, but his voice was not strong enough, and his voice seemed soft.

"Why don't you go back to sleep... don't you want to see me?"

Because the drunken madness he played while drunk only existed in the mouths of people who had witnessed it, so Meng Huo didn't know how crazy he could go.

He thought for a long time in the tent by himself just now, and felt that something wrong with Lu Xinghuai all started from his question.

Meng Huo thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Yes, he is angry!

He obviously didn't mean that, but Lu Xinghuai left without giving him a chance to explain.

Not only did he leave, but he also hid alone and got angry, and didn't know to go back to sleep with him at night!

Meng Huo vented all his grievances.

"...In short, I obviously didn't mean that. You took it out of context, you misunderstood me, and you just walked away."

Meng Huo looked at him with a look of "you should reflect on yourself if you did something wrong".

Normally, Meng Huo would never talk to him like this, so obviously he is still in a state of drunkenness.

He neither called him Teacher Lu nor "You".

Lu Xinghuai was very happy.

Explain that he is telling the truth, not lying to him to coax him.

Lu Xinghuai sat cross-legged, with the corners of his lips slightly upturned.

Because of his temper, his mood suddenly improved.

He propped his head up and looked at him with a chuckle, Meng Huo still looked aggrieved.

Lu Xinghuai's eyes flickered slightly, wanting to know the answer that he missed because of his impulsiveness.

He lowered his voice to coax him: "Then why do you have to play that game with me?"

Meng Huo was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, his eyes dodged.

"...I got it."

"But you also drew Wei Qiming before, why don't you want to play with him?"

Meng Huo rubbed his dizzy head, thought for a while, and answered in a low voice, "...Because you are different."

Lu Xinghuai's Adam's apple rolled down, and he asked hoarsely, "What's the difference?"

Meng Huo frowned and sighed softly, although he said no

Come up, but he still stubbornly said: "It's just different..."

Meng Huo hugged the pillow and looked down at the hem of Lu Xinghuai's pajamas.

He answered all the questions Lu Xinghuai asked.

It also looked like he had been coaxed by himself, and he was not angry at all.

He whispered helplessly, "Can you go back to sleep with me now?"

Lu Xinghuai likes him to be clingy.

But in the end, reason still prevailed. He looked down at him and said softly, "I smoked a cigarette just now, but now it still smells. Don't you hate the smell of cigarettes the most?"

Meng Huo knelt on the pillow, crawled forward, and leaned over to smell him.

Lu Xinghuai lowered his eyes, Meng Huo lowered his head, the back of his white and slender neck stretched into the collar of his empty pajamas.

From this angle, it looks like it's buried in his neck.

The wings of his nose fluttered slightly. Meng Huo was extremely sensitive to smells like a small animal.

Well, there is a little bit.

Got on the collar.

Meng Huo lowered his head and thought, as if hesitating.

After a while, he figured it out.

Meng Huo reached out and grabbed the hem of his pajamas, and gently pulled it off, still wanting him to go back with him.

Meng Huo smiled: "It's okay, just a little bit."

Meng Huo pulled the collar of his pajamas and let him smell it: "I also drank wine, and it also smelled of alcohol."

The tobacco and wine are complete, and they smell very good!

The already loose neckline was pulled casually by him, and the slender and well-proportioned collarbone, as well as the fair skin, just swayed generously in front of his eyes.

With the tip of his tongue against the palate, Lu Xinghuai restrained and slightly looked away.

Meng Huo let go of his pajamas.

Licking his lower lip and taking a peek at him, Meng Huo whispered:

"And it's your smell..."

Although he didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he liked the smell of Lu Xinghuai's body and the feeling of being in the same space with him.

"So it doesn't matter."

The bright moonlight shining in from outside the tent was not as clean and clear as his eyes at the moment.

His heart also stalled for a moment because of these words.

Lu Xinghuai looked at him with burning eyes, the temperature was so high that Meng Huo felt that even his voice was hoarse by himself.

"...do you know what you're talking about?"

Meng Huo was taken aback by his question, and recalled what he had just said with his not so clear mind.

No lie, that's what he thought.

Meng Huo nodded.

It was suddenly pitch black.

Lu Xinghuai stretched out his hand to cover the young man's clean eyes, his eyelashes blinked like a small fan, and gently scratched his palm, crispy, numb and itchy.

He smoked for the first time, in a kissing way.

Lu Xinghuai's lips were softer than expected.

In fact, both sides feel so.

Curious about the taste of the lips for a long time, Meng Huo was very courageous under the hypnosis of alcohol, so he quickly sucked it.

Then he was kissed even more fiercely.

Lu Xinghuai's mouth had a faint smell of tobacco, and the mouthwash mixed with mint was cool and stimulating, with a kind of addiction that made people sink.

And he ate a lot of sweet things all night, and the kiss was also sweet, mixed with a little wine.

Like sweet strawberries soaked in whiskey.

Alcohol, nicotine, and first kisses are all addictive things.

Wei Qiming passed second base with him.

He thinks it should not.

His hands are very gentlemanly, at first they rested on his side with restraint, and then ran to his lower back.

Meng Huo's waist was just right, perfect for being hugged by him at this time.

Meng Huo choked on the kiss and couldn't breathe. He gently grabbed Lu Xinghuai's collar.

Then his hands were wrapped in a pair of bigger, warm hands, with long, thin white fingers passing through his, interlocking.

He was inexplicably appeased.

I think can keep going!

Kissed again for a while.

Maybe more than that.

It wasn't until Meng Huo could taste strawberries and alcohol in Lu Xinghuai's mouth that Lu Xinghuai slowly let him go.

With his fingertips, he lightly pressed his lower lip, which had been kissed hard by him.

Lu Xinghuai kissed his ear, his voice was very hoarse.

"...do you want me to sleep with you?"

Then there might be no sleep.

Early the next morning, the staff went to check the cameras set up at night, and found that Meng Huo woke up once in the middle of the night and went to Wei Qiming and Lu Xinghuai's tent.

But from the angle of the camera, Meng Huo could only be seen heading in that direction, and nothing else could be seen clearly.

The staff went to Meng Huo and asked worriedly, "Did Teacher Meng feel unwell last night? Or something happened?"

Meng Huo rubbed his eyelids wearily.

He didn't even remember waking up in the middle of the night.

He shook his head and comforted the staff with great heart: "Don't worry, it should be nothing serious."

When Meng Huo woke up, the live camera was already on.

It turned out that everyone was equally lazy. Meng Huo found out that he was the second to wake up.

Lu Xinghuai was earlier than him, and the photographer was taking pictures of him making breakfast.

"Brother, aren't you sleepy? Why do you get up at six o'clock to cook?!"

"Is it rare to be so excited about camping that I can't sleep hahahaha"

"When I have money, I will definitely buy a mobile phone that can smell, woo woo woo, I'm so greedy, I also want to eat breakfast made by my brother."

"This slippery egg is not authentic at first glance. If you don't believe me, send it to my house and I will give you a proper appraisal."

"...The one in front, your abacus beads all jumped onto my face!"

Meng Huo rubbed his eyes, and ran to Lu Xinghuai to watch him cook.

Meng Huo greeted him very politely: "Mr. Lu, good morning."

Lu Xinghuai's Adam's apple rolled.

He looked at him calmly.

After a night of ups and downs, my heart calmed down a little.

At least he didn't avoid him, does that mean he didn't plan to kiss him or deny him?

But he thought of Meng Huo's usual style, and thought that maybe he didn't remember.

Lu Xinghuai rarely found an opportunity to avoid the camera.

"...Do you still remember what happened last night?" Lu Xinghuai looked at him gravely.

Meng Huo was taken aback.

Fuck!

Could it be that he's gone berserk again?!

Meng Huo blushed a little, with just the right amount of shyness.

He only remembered that they were playing games before the break.

"Remember that game?" Meng Huo said tentatively.

Lu Xinghuai breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Xinghuai did not refute him.

Meng Huo also breathed a sigh of relief.

The photographer came again.

Lu Xinghuai's gaze fell on his mouth involuntarily, and then he coughed slightly uncomfortably.

Meng Huo seemed to have bitten off Meng Huo's lower lip last night.

Lu Xinghuai rarely felt guilty.

"Go wash up, come and eat after washing up."

The eggs made by Lu Xinghuai were too fragrant, and Wei Qiming was awakened by the aroma.

He climbed out of the tent on all hands and feet, with the blindfold still on his face, like the first human ancestor who came down from the tree, and contributed the first famous scene of today's live broadcast.

The audience almost died laughing.

"Wei Yingdi, and his newly tamed limbs."

Wei Qiming put his head on Lu Xinghuai's shoulder, opened his mouth, and let out an "ah".

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!!!"

In the next second, Lu Xinghuai held the pot with one hand and turned around mercilessly, Wei Qiming's face almost fell into the plate.

He put the eggs on the plate, and his voice was very pleasant: "I didn't buy enough eggs in the supermarket yesterday. These are for Director Nie, Teacher Yu Yue, and Xiao Meng."

Wei Qiming had a look of disbelief.

"what about me?!"

Lu Xinghuai took out the last egg, because he was in a good mood today, so he was rarely patient with him: "I can fry one for you, do you want medium rare, medium rare, or medium rare?"

Wei Qiming looked at him resentfully: "...very familiar."

You should poison me to death.

"Ms. Wei: How can your 37-degree body write such cold words?!"

"Hahahaha, a new day starts with the morning star be."

When Meng Huo came back from washing, he found that there were eggs, bacon, and toast on his plate, with a cup of hot milk beside him.

The toast was a little weird though.

There were two slices, but neither had a toast side.

Wei Qiming picked up the plate feebly: "Don't look for it, it's here."

He didn't have toast, only toast sides, or two.

The barrage can't stand them anymore.

"Hey, is there any dog-loving organization in charge?!"

"Double-labeled sugar is delicious, Wang."

"Your uncle dotes on his father!!!"

"Teacher Wei: Today is also a day for limbs and limbs."