Survive in the Wilderness! The Actor King Sits in My Arms and Weeps

Chapter 130: cool, relax

The moment the words fell, she leaned over and embraced Bo Silin's waist.

Then he tightened his hand and pulled in his direction.

——This action is learned.

She always learns fast.

The second they got closer, the bushes and the barrage exploded into fireworks.

"Fuck you!!!!!!!"

Qiu Ye jumped in place.

what's the situation? !

What's the situation now! ! ! !

Others are stupid, really stupid.

It wasn't the old dog Bo Silin who took the initiative, it was Yang Yang! !

[Help, can you breathe? ? ? 】

【Ahhhhhh my bed has been smashed for me! 】

【When did you watch it? ? ? Ask for an answer! 】

【Look at your waist! Look at the waist! 】

[Let's just say, the cold legs can't be done, but the waist looks very good! 】

[Mother, take the clothes away and tear them off! I'm not wearing it today! 】

[Sister Yang's hand ah ah ah ah ah I'm crazy! 】

"What should I do, can I continue watching?"

Xiao He covered his eyes with his good hands, opened two slits with his fingers, and peeked wildly.

"Don't look at children! Long needles!"

Qiu Ye is also in the same posture, and slaps Xiao He with his elbow.

seaside.

Su Yangyang's clothes are very light and thin, and she can directly feel the warmth from Bo Silin.

Her eyes are firm and her movements are steady.

The atmosphere of the picture is both ambiguous and bizarre.

Bo Silin took a closer look, as if he could still see the words enlarged in Su Yangyang's eyes - Create a harmonious society together.

That is called a stern righteousness.

Bo Silin was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly.

"This is taking a bath, not going to die." He also slowly wrapped his arms around Su Yangyang's waist, with a smile in his eyes swaying in front of her, "Yangyang, relax."

【Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah】

【What are you talking about! ! ! 】

[Not much to say, I'm going to cut the audio, goodbye! 】

[This sentence will be my alarm next month! 】

【Lin Shen woo woo woo you are someone else’s after all】

[Don't worry, I suggest you listen to what Sister Yang has to say first]

Sister Yang didn't say anything.

Sister Yang is a hard worker. If she can do it, she will never force her.

She didn't take Bo Silin's words into her heart at all, she only thought about one thing - plan three.

There is no implementation now.

It was not practical to drag the tent and apply medicine, so she went straight to the last one.

On Bo Sirin's side, before he even started performing, he suddenly felt an extra hand on his leg.

【Fuck! ! ! ! ! ! 】

【Touch it! touch it! Is this something I can watch? ! 】

[Feeling a little inappropriate for me to appear here? 】

【Sister Yang, do you want to be so iron? It's a bit over the top]

In front of the screen, Bo Xi and Mr. Bo looked at each other.

They didn't expect that this scale would suddenly fly to the edge of the Eighteen Bans.

At the same time, the speakers around him suddenly began to sing.

"Go, go to the edge of the city..."

The old man Bo blushed and turned his head away embarrassedly.

Bo Xi also turned around, looking from the corner of his eye.

It's outrageous.

The last time I was so embarrassed, I saw a kiss scene on TV with my parents at the same time.

And the party, Bo Silin, was not feeling so well at the moment.

"...Yangyang."

"Huh?" Su Yangyang is working hard, "what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

【Ah ah ah he is comfortable! He is comfortable! 】

Bo Silin moved his lips, looked at the face she was expecting, and finally spit out that word.

"pain."

pain?

Su Yangyang immediately let go.

Bo Sirin suspected that his legs were about to be pinched and swollen.

However, the drone was not near or far, and did not capture the live broadcast, only the sound was recorded.

【Mom? pain? ? Where does it hurt? Can you be specific? I have a friend who wants to hear! 】

[Sister Yang, are you not, where did you touch? 】

[Passing, Sister Wu hurt Brother Xun]

[I watched this barrage today and I was really afraid of having corns]

[The live broadcast room will not be blocked, right? 】

[When you touch it, it is not sealed now? 】

Su Yangyang frowned, thinking in his heart.

This trick taught by Bo Xi doesn't seem to work, doesn't it?

It seems that he can only come up with the next killer.

"Clap" sound.

Su Yangyang dropped the basin.

Crowd: ? ? ? ? ?

"You wash it first, I'll prepare."

Abandoning this sentence, Su Yangyang left.

"What? What did she say?" Qiu Ye was anxious.

"I don't know! I didn't hear it!" Xiao He was also anxious, "Why did you just leave! Didn't you have a good time?!"

【What are you going to prepare, Sister Yang? ? ? ? 】

[Descendants hiccup? It's really time to prepare, I feel that the days when Rin Rin is pressed on the bed are not far away]

[I bet a pack of spicy sticks, Linlin can't be the one who was pressed! 】

[I have two packs, I bet I will be pressed]

[I have three guarantees, I bet other postures, what can't be pressed, your thinking is too limited]

【? ? ? ? ? ? Can't everyone wear clothes and chat]

Bo Silin stopped where he was, and his turbulent heart was already in endless waves because of the last sentence.

After a while, he looked down at his legs.

Although it hurts, but ... it is still endless.

A few minutes later, Xiao He came over and shouted, "Sister Yang told everyone to go to the long table for supper!"

eat supper?

Everyone looked at each other.

At this point, there is still supper to eat.

Walking there, sure enough, the strong man has prepared a pot of seafood noodles.

The seafood they used to keep in the wooden carts has come in handy now.

Soon, scents wafted from a radius of several hundred meters.

The tent was gone, and several people stood bitterly, smelling the fragrance in the air from time to time.

The Luo Feifei team was about to die of anger.

Her bald head was directly exposed to the firelight.

Everyone bowed their heads, wanted to laugh, but dared not laugh.

"What do we do now! How do we sleep at night!"

"Don't worry about the place to sleep." Huang Ling came over with the rattan. "Build a hammock. I'll pick something to exchange for the tent tomorrow. I'll make do with it tonight."

"Can you sleep in this bed?" Luo Feifei squinted.

Huang Ling frowned.

Seeing this, Su Ling immediately said: "Let's deal with Feifei, at least it's better than having no place to sleep, isn't it?"

Luo Feifei snorted ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and walked to the side.

Huang Ling's face was also not good-looking, and he made a hammock for himself.

The atmosphere here is in stark contrast to the atmosphere of Su Yangyang's camp.

When the seafood noodles were served, the crowd cheered.

"Wow!!! Sister Yang is so nice!"

"Lobster! Lobster!"

"It's so fragrant! Thank you, Sister Yang!"

[Suck, suck, I want to eat it too! 】

[The food show has started again? ? ? ? 】