What? Playing games can also save your husband

As the setting sun slowly sinks into the sky, a gorgeous picture gradually unfolds on the horizon, with orange, light pink, and smoky purple intertwined together like the gentlest brushstrokes on a palette.

At this moment, the snow-capped mountains in the distance are gradually waking up in the afterglow of the sunset. They are no longer cold and aloof as they were during the day, but are covered with a layer of warm and soft golden gauze.

The golden sunlight is like a palette knife in the hands of a painter, gently outlining the delicate contours on the top of the snow-capped mountains. Every ray of light seems to be telling a thousand-year-old story.

The snow-capped mountains were dyed a light golden color, which contrasted with the sunset glow in the sky, creating a breathtaking beauty.

As the sun gradually sets, the golden color on the snow-capped mountains slowly becomes softer and deeper, eventually blending into the night.

The whole sunset time passed very quickly, and while everyone was still immersed in it, before they knew it, the sky had already become mostly dark.

Mo Chen turned her head to look at the person next to her, and that person happened to be looking at her as well.

Her lips moved slightly, and she silently said three words to him: I want to kiss you.

"What did you say?"

Luo Junche tilted his head in confusion. The night blurred the lines of his face, but his eyes were still bright and extraordinary. He looked at her so intently that Mo Chen could taste a bit of his obedience.

Mo Chen smiled and shook his head, "Nothing."

Although he was still confused, Luo Junche couldn't help but smile when he saw that Mo Chen was obviously much happier.

"Drip!"

The master had gotten back into the car without anyone noticing. He honked the horn twice to attract everyone's attention, then shouted to them,

"Let's go! I'll take you guys to eat beef soup!"

There are many beef soup hotpot restaurants in western Shu, and you can see them basically everywhere you go. In such a competitive environment, it is inevitable that people will be looking forward to hearing the chef say "this is the best restaurant".

The night was extremely cold, and it would be great to have a bowl of hot soup.

They had not eaten at other restaurants before, so it was hard to say whether the food was the best, but it tasted great to them. They had not eaten properly all day and finally waited for a big meal. They were too lazy to worry about body management and ate happily. In the end, they all walked out holding on to the wall.

The next day's schedule was not rushed, so the master allowed everyone to sleep in, have brunch and then set off. Mo Chen and Yi Man shared a room, and when they returned to the hotel, Yi Man went to wash up first.

Originally everyone wanted to take a shower, but the master repeatedly warned them not to do so, so for the sake of their own health, they had no choice but to give up.

Although they could sleep in, many people slept too well that night, especially several male compatriots, who all suffered from altitude sickness to varying degrees.

When they came out of the room, it was obvious that they were not in a good mental state.

It was rare to see Luo Junche looking so listless, listless, with messy hair, which made Mo Chen's heart soften.

The breakfast time at this hotel had passed, so they planned to go out and find food on their own. Mo Chen quietly walked to Luo Junche's side and followed him to the end of the team.

She gently tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you taking oxygen?"

Luo Yunche supported his forehead with one hand and rubbed his temple with his thumb. "The pillows in the hotel are too high. I had a severe headache when I lay down on them. So I didn't use pillows all night, but I didn't sleep that comfortably. I got up this morning and took some oxygen. I feel much better now."

"Alas, we have to go to a higher altitude later, what are you going to do..." Mo Chen pouted in distress, feeling worried and distressed, "It's all your fault for insisting on coming along, you're going to suffer now!"

"Although I feel a little uncomfortable, I feel very good. I feel very good as long as I am with you."

Mo Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard that, and felt a little happy to be coaxed.

But after a short while, he suddenly realized that he was too easy to coax, so Mo Chen suppressed the corners of his mouth, deliberately put on a stern face, like a proud little cat, and said fiercely,

"You've become a bad person, you only know how to use sweet words. Anyway, your body is your own, I don't care about you."

The conversation between the two was transmitted to the ears of the director team through the microphone, which made the director feel upset.

Yesterday, the agents of both parties stated that no footage that could expose their relationship could be left. As a result, these two were together every day, making it difficult for him to edit the footage in post-production.

The director scratched his hair in pain, and then looked at the hair that was being pulled out of his hands. He felt like his head was about to pop out.

Yan Li also specifically told Mo Chen about this matter last night. She knew that the production team would cut it out anyway, so she came to care about him without any scruples.