The skin was cool, Chi Chen's distressed gaze and the faint mint fragrance on the tip of his nose all gave Yan Meng a strange soothing.

After spraying the flower dew, Chi Chen got up and unzipped the tent. Yan Meng grabbed his ankle in panic, "What are you going to do?"

Chi Chen broke away her hand and said, "I'll be back in a moment, don't move around. If you sit up, someone will soon see a woman in my tent from outside."

Yan Meng gritted her teeth and snorted, letting go of her hand.

Chi Chen did come back not long after, and the electric mosquito swatter in his hand came back with him.

Yan Meng never thought that one day, she and her idol would sleep in a tent in the wild. She lay on her back on the mattress, watching Chi Chen squat down and waved the electric mosquito swatter above her - helping her kill mosquitoes.

The male god is no longer the male god back then.

Addicts, sorry, I am very guilty!

Chi Chen turned off the electric mosquito slap and sat back, and sprayed a layer of flower dew on Yan Meng's thighs.

"You wear this short, mosquitoes don't want you to bite anyone." He seemed very dissatisfied with her ultra-short pajamas.

Yan Meng: "I only brought this set of pajamas up the mountain."

Chi Chen threw the flower dew water bottle aside, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Yan Meng covered her head with a quilt, "I don't understand what you are talking about. I'm going to bed." She reached out and secretly turned off the light bulb.

Chi Chen silently lay down beside her, Yan Meng's hair tips scratched his neck, itchy. He hugged her back and could hear her "thump" heartbeat.

He sighed.

This sleep is destined to be uneasy.

The sky is full of stars and the dawn moon is hazy.

When Yan Meng woke up the next day, she was the only one in the tent.

There was a sound of people walking outside, some people washing up, and some people greeting good morning. Yan Meng was upset that she had gone to bed late. She was obviously thinking about hiding back quietly before dawn before dawn before coming last night. Now, she was in a dilemma.

She was studying how to withdraw her tent so that no one could find it, and she heard someone outside say, "Hey, Chi Chen? Why did you sleep in this tent?"

"I changed a tent with Yan Meng last night. She has a lot of mosquitoes."

The man praised: "Gentleman."

Yan Meng: "..."

No, he is not a gentleman, he is far worse than you think.

Yan Meng unzipped the zipper and walked around, stretched her waist as if nothing had happened, walked back to her tent to get toiletries, and said something striking: "It seems that there are fewer mosquitoes over there." She squinted her eyes at Chi Chen, "Thank you."

Chi Chen smiled without leaving any traces, "You're welcome."

He is indeed a professional actor.

The resources in the mountains are limited, so everyone can only wash with buckets of water. Yan Meng squatted in front of the tent to wash her face. A sergeant walked over with his teeth brushed, pointed at her neck with his fingers, and said vaguely: "What's wrong with you here?"

Yan Meng felt a little "splied" and secretly said no, so she turned on her phone to take a photo, and there was a red mark the size of a thumb on her neck.

She put away her cell phone and said with a look of shame: "Yesterday...the mosquito bites it."

The drama business sighed: "The mosquitoes in the mountains are so poisonous."

Yan Meng nodded and looked at someone talking to the director.
Chapter completed!