I, Qinghuan

After setting up the equipment, VJ signaled to Qinghuan and Nanyang that they could go in and sit down first, and they wanted to find another angle.So Qing Huan pulled Nan Yang to sit down on the side bed, and asked Nan Yang: "Did you bring the things the program team gave you just now?"

With a pale face, Nan Yang took out a deck of playing cards from the windbreaker pocket and handed it to Qing Huan.

The first task they received was to find another pair of guests to play Doudizhu. The loser had to hold the poster of the program group and find [-] passers-by to scan the QR code on it, and enter the support channel to canvass votes for themselves.They originally wanted to find Qi Yi and Ming Wancheng, but they were at the rear of the car, and Qi Yi and Ah Cheng were at the front, so they would have to go through ten cars to get there.Moreover, there was a mix of people in the hard seats, so there might not be room for playing cards, so they chose Bai Jinqiu and Cen Ziyan. Selfishly speaking, the private room environment is better.

Qing Huan shook the task card, "Can you fight landlords?"

"No." Nan Yang shook his head as expected.

"Then I will be the host for a while, and you will watch from the side."

"Ah."

The train arrived at a new station, and when it was slowing down, it didn't know what was placed on it, the car body suddenly rumbled, Qing Huan couldn't sit still, and almost fell on the corner of the table.Nan Yang stretched out his arms very quickly, wrapped her shoulders and let her fall into his arms. The stack of playing cards on the table was also scattered on the ground due to inertia, and the dark floor was flooded by small white squares. .

Qing Huan slammed into Nan Yang's chest fiercely, the delicate fabric of the white shirt wrapped her nose and chin, a small button pressed against her eyelid, and she fell into endless warmth with her face.

Nan Yang supported her head, and hurriedly looked down: "Are you okay?"

Qing Huan raised her head and blinked, as if she was losing her mind.After a while, she sighed leisurely:

"So soft."

Nan Yang immediately glanced at VJ who had adjusted the equipment halfway and grasped the railing of the upper bunk to stabilize his figure. In fact, VJ was only concerned with protecting the camera under the bumps, and did not pay attention to what they were talking about. Seeing Nan Yang looking at him, He also looked back blankly, and the two began to look at each other inexplicably.

Qing Huan was very close to Nan Yang, so she saw with her own eyes that Nan Yang's ears were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Knowing that she is not used to doing intimate things and talking ambiguously in front of outsiders, Qing Huan didn't stay in that soft place for too long, and immediately got up, and when she left, she even tidied up Nan Yang's crooked collar.

"cough."

Nan Yang withdrew his gaze, covered his neckline with his fingers, and tidied it up again, so that the overlapping part of the skirts was centered on his chest.

Sitting inside, Qing Huan noticed the playing cards scattered all over the floor, but she had no room to bend down to pick them up, so she quietly bumped Nan Yang's waist with her elbow: "Pick up the cards."

"Ah."

Nan Yang sat a little outside, bent down to pick up the playing cards on the ground one by one.Her black hair was too long, it flowed down like a curtain of water, and the ends of her hair almost touched the ground.After bending over, I felt as if I entered another world in front of my eyes, a world completely different from the bright compartment just now. The table blocked most of the light on it, and the environment was blurry. The blue bed cover with lace was overlaid with white Sheets, like Alice in Wonderland in a little dress.

Qinghuan was wearing a black velvet dress under her burgundy windbreaker. In order not to lose her clothes, she sat with her right leg on top of her left.A smooth calf was connected to the white ankle, and a pair of Stuart Weitzn's NEARLYNUDE black high-heeled sandals with thin edges swayed from side to side as she casually swayed.The bare instep has clearly defined muscles and bones, and the blue blood vessels are pressed by a thin layer of soft skin, like the veins of dead leaves hidden under the fresh snow, delicate and pitiful.

Nan Yang's eyes were glued to it, and she couldn't turn her eyes away. When she picked up half of it, she stopped. Under the cover of her drooping black hair, she couldn't help reaching out and touching the jade-like ankle bone.

Qing Huan trembled, she suddenly felt Nan Yang touching her, and was also shocked by the cold temperature of her fingertips.She immediately glanced at the VJ who was still adjusting the equipment, and lightly kicked Nan Yang's forearm with the back of her foot as a warning.

Nan Yang put away his hands as if nothing had happened, and continued to pick up the playing cards on the ground.

After a while, the right foot hanging in mid-air seemed to have a new idea, and it secretly stretched a little to the left, and deliberately rubbed the back of the foot against Nan Yang's wrist back and forth like a fire.

Nan Yang's touched hand tightened, he quickly picked up the last playing card, and straightened up with red ears.

Qing Huan looked at her with a smothered smile, this person was real, obviously she was the one who took the initiative to touch herself, her mind was not serious, and she was so careless.

Nan Yang gathered the messy playing cards together, chopped them back and forth on the table, and shuffled them unfamiliarly.While washing, Cen Ziyan and Bai Jinqiu came back, Cen Ziyan came in first, and Bai Jinqiu followed her, keeping his eyes on the woman in front, like a shepherd walking with a lamb.

"Ziyan, this is our task." Qing Huan handed the task card to Cen Ziyan, explaining the purpose of their visit.

Cen Ziyan and Bai Jinqiu sat down on the other side and read the task card.Cen Ziyan smiled: "Okay, Dou Dizhu? Let's start playing now." As she said that, she thoughtfully asked the VJ next to her: "Brother, can you start recording?"

VJ made an OK gesture.

When Bai Jinqiu heard Cen Ziyan calling his brother, his expression darkened for a moment, but he was concerned about the camera, and quickly covered up his gaffe.

"I'm a landlord, you and Teacher Bai beat me together," Qing Huan took the poker cards from Nan Yang's hand, skillfully cut and shuffled them several times, and placed them in the middle of the table, "Remember to keep the cards for me, You are not allowed to look at each other."

"No, don't worry."

Nan Yang sat on the side silently, looking at the cards that Qing Huan drew up one by one, he could only understand that she arranged them in order of points, and couldn't understand anything else.

After watching for a while, she felt bored, so she turned her gaze out of the car window.The train started again at some point, driving between the mountains and forests, next to the slope protective wall made of concrete, a puppy licking the accumulated water beside the sleepers flashed past.After a while, the mountains and forests gradually thinned out, and the train got on a large bridge. Under the bridge was a wide river, which was cloudy yellow due to the continuous heavy rain in the past few days.The river should have risen for a certain distance, and it can be seen that most of the corn fields planted by farmers on both sides have been submerged, and the poor corn stalks are struggling to stick out a little beard on the water.

"Hey, I lost." The voice of Qing Huan sighed suddenly.

Although he sighed, there was no sadness in his tone, instead it was peaceful and quiet.

Cen Ziyan helped sort out the playing cards, "Then you are going to ask passers-by to vote?"

"It's okay, just let's go to the locomotive to see Ah Cheng and Xiao Yi, and ask for a vote on the way." Qing Huan pulled Nan Yang up and said goodbye to them politely, "Teacher Bai, Ziyan, see you later. "

"It's two o'clock at noon," Cen Ziyan glanced at her phone, "Everyone should go to the dining car for dinner in three hours, right? We'll see each other again in a while."

"You can only eat after completing the task." Qing Huan shook the playing cards in her hand at her, "We have already finished, please come on, the dining car is waiting for you at five o'clock."

She quietly took out two meat muffins from the pocket of the windbreaker, and stuffed them to Cen Ziyan, "Here, if you're hungry, just fill it up."

Cen Ziyan held the wrapping paper of the meat muffins, bent her lips and looked at Qing Huan, her eyes were full of gratitude.

Qing Huan glanced at VJ, and smiled shyly, "Brother, please tell the PD to cut this short paragraph. After all, this is breaking the rules of the game, and I'm afraid that the black fans will turn around and scold me."

Uncle VJ nodded, indicating his understanding.

But Bai Jinqiu suddenly said: "Since you are afraid of being scolded, why do you have to give it? We don't need such hypocritical kindness, Yanyan, give it back to Xiaozhu."

Qing Huan looked at Bai Jinqiu in astonishment.

If Bai Jinqiu's unfriendliness in the van was a coincidence, then the unfriendliness she showed again now made Qing Huan sure that she was hostile to him.

why?

Is it because she has a better relationship with Cen Ziyan?

But...they're just friends.

With an awkward smile on her face, Cen Ziyan raised her hand, wanting to return the meat floss to Qinghuan.

Qing Huan was also full of embarrassment, and was about to pick it up, when suddenly another slender, white hand stretched out from her side, and pressed her half-protruded hand down.

It's Nanyang.

Nan Yang held Qing Huan's hand, without any expression on his face, looked at Bai Jinqiu lightly, and said:

"She's for Cen Ziyan, not for you."

Bai Jinqiu frowned: "What do you mean?"

"What does it have to do with you to send things between the two of them? You are quite affectionate."

Nan Yang usually doesn't like to meddle in this kind of nosy matter, and she doesn't like to interrupt. She didn't expect that she either didn't say a word, or she didn't show any sympathy at all. In her words, she mocked Bai Jinqiu's meaning of "surrogate the boss" It's about to overflow.

Bai Jinqiu's face became gloomy again, and he sneered: "Boss Nan, Yanyan is my wife, just like Xiao Zhu is your wife, you probably don't want to see your wife getting too close to other women, right? Give sweets for a while, snacks for a while, care about this, care about that, I don’t know, I’m afraid I think Yanyan and Xiaozhu are just a couple.”

When Qing Huan and Cen Ziyan heard Bai Jinqiu's words, their expressions changed in surprise. Bai Jinqiu said this, as if there was really some shady ambiguous relationship between them.

Nan Yang didn't make any waves because of these words, and his expression was as usual:

"She has friends she wants to get close to. I don't think there's anything wrong with it. If I need to intervene even in making friends, then maybe I didn't marry a wife, but raised a dog in captivity."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Jinqiu's face darkened instantly, and Cen Ziyan also took a small step back with a pale complexion, and his figure swayed.

Qing Huan realized the harm that Nan Yang's words might have caused to Cen Ziyan, so she hurriedly held Nan Yang's hand, and said in a low voice, "Okay, don't talk, let's go."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the VJ stopped recording a long time ago, and took advantage of the gap to smooth things over: "Okay, Mr. Bai, Boss Nan, you all calm down, what's the matter? Our program team knows it well, and we won't cut randomly. Why bother?" What about the quarrel?"

Another VJ who followed Nan Huan's group also echoed: "That's right, harmony makes money, harmony makes money!"

Nan Yang glanced at VJ, didn't say anything more, and pulled Qing Huan straight out.

Neither Bai Jinqiu nor Cen Ziyan spoke again in the private room, leaving a terrifying silence.

Walking in the aisle, Qing Huan squeezed Nan Yang's fingers, leaned closer and whispered: "I know you said that just because of me, but... next time, pay attention to the way you speak, you say that, Zi Yan listens What do you think?"

"What does she think has anything to do with me?" Nan Yang replied indifferently.

"What did you say?" Qing Huan froze for a moment.

Nan Yang frowned and stopped.

She turned to face Qing Huan, pursed the corners of her lips, leaned against the window, and Qing Huan stood opposite her.For a long time, she lowered her head and held Qing Huan's hand, sighed, rubbing her thumb lightly at Qing Huan's tiger's mouth, as if clumsily flattering her:

"Sorry, my words were indeed inappropriate."

Qing Huan smiled, and the mood that was depressed just now turned around a lot, "It's okay, Ziyan won't blame you."

Nan Yang was silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "Qing Huan, I don't care about Cen Ziyan, I don't care if she blames me, I don't even want to care about the matter between her and Bai Jinqiu."

She raised her head and looked at Qing Huan steadily.

"What I care about, from the beginning to the end, is only you."