"I have nothing else to say. I just feel that your boyfriend is very fond of playing, but you two have been able to have a stable relationship for so long, and I am envious." Kong Si shrugged, "Now young people are in love, the pace is very fast, they are together quickly, and they break up quickly."

Zhimian raised his eyes and looked at Duan Zhuo, who was on fire and talking to others.

The man was dressed in black and was wearing military boots. The scars on his face were neat, but the raised eyes were filled with a cold smile.

It looks particularly rebellious and looks like a love prodigal son.

It is indeed strange to be with her for so long.

After a while, Kong Si walked to the side with the skewers. Zhimian was serious about sprinkling the baked wings, and then he heard a male voice coming from in front of him:

"Like playing this?"

She saw Duan Zhuo coming.

Zhimian took a string of wings and gave it to him, "Try it?"

He took it, took a bite, "Make it."

“…”

What happened to this person with disgust?

At this time, two gyb team members came over and asked Zhimian: "Sister-in-law, we will go to other places for training in two weeks. Do you want to accompany the boss?"

"Yes, boss, you can bring your family with you then."

Zhimian was slightly stunned.

He is going to train again?

Duan Zhuo raised his eyelashes and said coldly: "Don't think I don't know what you are holding back. It's going to train. Do you think it's going to travel?"

"We just asked Coach Zhuge that there will be no arrangements for the evening by then."

"Yes, I heard that the environment there is quite good, with mountains and rivers. Sister-in-law, did you have a holiday at that time?"

Zhimian: "It should be..."

The boy still wanted to talk, Duan Zhuo picked up a handful of wings and said, "Take it over and share it with everyone."

It blocked their mouths directly.

After the others left embarrassedly, Zhimian looked at the man: "How long do you need to train?"

"Just a few days."

"Then I...will I go with you?"

Duan Zhuo directly dispelled her expectations: "You can't stand in that kind of place, you stay at home."

Usually, Zhimian is busy with his studies, but he can't follow him even if he competes.

But when she has time, just like now, she wants to be with him more, but he won't let her stay with her.

He wouldn't ask her if she wanted to go.

Zhimian lowered his eyes and said nothing more.

"Come and eat first."

Zhimian was pulled by him to the fire and sat down, and took a skewer of baked gluten from Kong Si's hand.

When others asked Zhimian if he wanted to drink, Duan Zhuo looked up at the person who handed the wine: "Didn't he buy a drink?"

This is to stop her from drinking.

Zhuge Yu joked: "Hey, Xiaoduan, why do you care about your girlfriend and your children?"

Duan Zhuo looked at him.

The title of Xiao Duan is called so because Zhuge Yu and Sima Cheng are called so because Uncle Duan Zhuo usually calls it like Duan Zhuo, and they also playfully followed him.

Zhimian finally drank juice.

She was in no mood and ate quietly, just listening to Duan Zhuo making jokes with others throughout the whole process.

After the barbecue, everyone finished packing up. Kong Si put out professional equipment to watch the meteor shower. Several men went to play cards. Zhimian watched with Kong Si for a while, and the last person returned to the car.

Because there was a car, Duan Zhuo did not set up a tent, so he could sleep by placing the back seat flat.

Zhimian sat in the back seat of the driving car, covered her legs with a blanket, looked up at the dark starry sky, as if she wrapped her tiny self between heaven and earth.

The excitement next to her is in sharp contrast with the quietness on her side.

She thought about her thoughts and suddenly glanced at Duan Zhuo who stood up from several men, turned his eyes and finally fell on her, and walked towards her.

He walked up to her.

"Why sit here alone?"

She casually said: "It's a little cold, so I came over."

The man walked to the passenger seat without saying a word, opened the door, and when he returned to her, he held the coat he had just taken off before getting off the car.

"Need not……"

His eyes sank, "Want to catch a cold?"

He wrapped his coat strongly around her, then leaned back and half lying in the car, pulling her into his arms.

Zhimian was slightly stunned, "Don't you go and play cards with them?"

The man didn't know what he thought of, his eyes fell on her fair and slim neck, and his voice was filled with a smile, "What's fun about with a group of men?"

Zhimian met his meaningful sight and his heart thumped.

Before she could react, her chin was raised and he kissed warmly.

There was a sound of insects in the wild in my ears, and a few men were laughing at playing cards not far away. They were no one noticed here.

The man's fingertips slid down to the hem of his clothes, lifted away in an extremely obstructive manner, touching his waist, with a slightly cool touch, but it spreads like sparks.

His right hand, uninjured, brought her to himself, and the coat wrapped around the girl fell aside. A cold wind poured into the hem of the clothes. She subconsciously raised her hand to wrap around his neck, as if she threw herself into her arms.

Duan Zhuo's eyes became deeper, and his Adam's apple rolled significantly. His movements stopped. His breath twisted through her thin red earlobe and he laughed softly:
Chapter completed!