Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

"how?"

Seeing that An Wen's expression was not right, Wu Queque was a little strange.

An Wen shook her head and subconsciously smiled.

"It's okay, you're right."

"I'm still too timid."

Wu Queque nodded solemnly, then turned around and walked over to chat with Dong Baijing.

"You knew An Wen before?"

Wu Queque blinked, as if she didn't quite understand why he asked.

"do not know."

Dong Baijing hissed and smiled.

"Is there anyone you like?"

Wu Queque nodded, hesitated for a second, and approached Dong Baijing.

"I'm married."

He lowered his voice.

Dong Baijing smiled, his pupils dilated, he blurted out a surprised word, but he quickly pressed it back.

"Knot—huh?"

Wu Queque nodded.

Dong Baijing lowered his head, raised his eyes to look at him again, and lowered his head again, apparently unable to accept this fact.

Married?

Is this married?

Wu Queque looked at Dong Baijing's dazed look, and thoughtfully said nothing, leaving him time to react.

Shangguan Che came over at the right time, saw the two silent people, and asked doubtfully, "In a daze?"

Dong Baijing shook his head quickly and raised a smiling face.

"Yes, in a daze."

Shangguan Che paused, looked at Wu Queque, "Is he suffering from heat stroke?"

Wu Queque shook her hand, affirming: "It's nothing, he just needs time to slow down."

Dong Baijing didn't accept the news until Shangguan Che left and returned to the tent to rest.

He glanced left and right, and said in silence for a few seconds, "Is the other party an insider?"

Wu Queque shook his head hesitantly, "Not really."

Dong Baijing let out an "Oh", lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then lowered his voice again.

"Then you will have less contact with An Wen in the future. The age difference between you two is not too big. If you meet more, it will be easier for you to germinate CP fans."

"It's a big mess, and it will affect you, especially the relationship between husband and wife."

"so serious?"

Wu Queque stared round her eyes in astonishment.

Dong Baijing looked at him with the eyes of a scumbag, and asked him: "If the Internet is full of news about your lover and another person, and those fans think that your lover and that person are a couple, and even attack you, what do you think? ?”

Wu Queque paused and shook her head violently.

Lu Xinghan and the others... I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it...

"That's it."

Dong Baijing stood up and said, "The other party definitely doesn't want to see your CP news."

Wu Queque thought deeply, then nodded seriously, obviously listening to Dong Baijing's words seriously.

Dong Baijing glanced at the direction of An Wen's tent, and swallowed the follow-up words again.

Now, I'm afraid there are already CP fans.

On the other side, after Lu Xinghan finished his work, he just opened Weibo, and countless messages popped up.

[Don't knock on CP, okay?]

【The enclosure is cute】

[CP fans please leave the group consciously]

["But asked" CP is obviously very fragrant and delicious]

[I bet a bag of spicy strips, the two must have a crush on each other]

【Hula, it's the season of love again】

[Are you retarded in front? 】

……

Lu Xinghan frowned, and roughly finished reading the news in the group, his brows were almost knotted.

The reason for the quarrel in the group was that someone posted a photo in the group, but Amway "asked" CP, the CP of Que Que and An Wen.

[System prompt: The group owner has enabled the ban on all members]

[The group owner withdrew a message from member "Painting Baby"]

[The group owner withdrew a message from members that "seriously and diligently"]

……

【The group owner deletes the group photo】

……

After Lu Xinghan deleted all the news and pictures about Quewen CP, he didn't send a message in the group.

——This group does not welcome CP fans, CP fans please take the initiative to leave the group.

Perhaps his series of operations were too surprising. After lifting the ban on all members, the group was quiet for a while before anyone sent a message.

Lu Xinghan put down his phone, and ten seconds later, he found the photo on Weibo that attracted a large number of CP fans.

Under the shade of the tree, the long-haired boy stared straight ahead, hugging the arm of the girl who was a head shorter than him in his arms, and the girl in his arms happened to look up at him, the sun was just right, and the atmosphere was beautiful.

Lu Xinghan turned off his phone, turned it on after a while, searched for keywords, searched for a while, and found the intercepted live video.

After reading it a dozen times, Lu Xinghan clicked on the chat interface with Wu Queque.

After thinking about Dong Baijing's words carefully, Wu Queque was thinking about how to tell Lu Xinghan about this matter when she suddenly received a photo from the opposite party.

No need to open it.

Wu Queque's spine felt a chill, and a bad premonition sprouted in her heart.

Is Lu Xinghan angry?That's right, if it were him, he would definitely lose his temper.

Then how should he coax Lu Xinghan?

After hesitating for a while, Wu Queque tentatively sent an emoji of a cat poking its head.

Will Lu Xinghan ignore him?

Wu Queque began typing seriously, telling him what happened in detail.

I don't know who is so powerful, but in just a few seconds, they can take such a specious photo.

But Lu Xinghan returned quickly.

Almost a few seconds after he finished posting the emoji, he sent a message.

--When are you coming back?

Ok?

Wu Queque deleted the words just typed in the chat box and replied to him.

—Tomorrow night will do.

——An Wen bumped into her suddenly, I subconsciously reached out to help her, I quickly let go, and kept away from her. [Grievance Baba jpg.]

Lu Xinghan looked at the cute real-life emoji, couldn't help but curl his lips, and quickly put away his smile.

——I will pick you up when the time comes.

Wu Queque let out a long sigh of relief after replying to the emoji.

Lu Xinghan didn't mention this matter later, so he should not be angry anymore.

Before putting away the phone, Wu Queque called Wu Yue again, asking her to pay attention to her CP fans and not to make too much noise.

During the recording of the later variety shows, Wu Queque paid attention to it, and did not have any time alone with An Wen.

The nighttime temperature in Dendrobium Park is a little lower than in other areas.

A group of six people gathered in front of the fire, warming the fire while... grilling fish.

In the afternoon, Dong Baijing was so lucky that he managed to find related tools and a pile of dry wood.So a few people collected materials on the spot, and then watched Shangguan Che make grilled fish helplessly.

Wu Queque watched Shangguan Che's skillful movements, flipping the grilled fish, and in an instant, he also had the feeling that he could cook grilled fish himself.

"Grilled fish, it seems quite simple..."

Wu Queque said in a low voice, and after foreshadowing a sentence, she got to the point.

"I think I will."

Shangguan Che didn't speak, and directly handed a fish over.

"If it's burnt, it's yours."

Wu Queque excitedly pinched the simple grilled fish holder, and put the fish into the fire.

ten minutes later.

Wu Queque carefully raised the bracket and asked Shangguan Che.

"I seem to smell the fragrance, is it ripe?"

Shangguan Che glanced casually, then his eyes froze.

"Have you... turned the grilled fish over?"

Flip!

Wu Queque's pupils narrowed slightly, and she stared dumbfounded at the grilled fish in her hand, which was completely different from Shangguan Che's phone, her small mouth opened slightly, speechless in surprise.

"I didn't see you turn over..."

Wu Queque said in a low voice.

Shangguan Che took the stand from his hand and put it aside, "I'll bake it for you later."

"Oh……"

"what about me?"

Shangguan Che glanced at him, pointed to the stone beside him, "I have a headache, can you sing me a song?"

"Hahahahaha..."

Dong Baijing laughed wildly, even Lin Mei and Meng Ran, who were relatively silent, laughed out loud.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is even more hahahahaha.

【Turn over, see overturn】

[Brain: I will.Hand: You won't. 】

[Queque is the anchor of the vocal music area!Hahahahaha]

[Cooking is a good thing, but unfortunately you don't have it]

……

When Wu Queque sang, the live broadcast room became a little quieter again.

Wu Queque looked at the jumping flames, hummed a tune, suddenly her eyes narrowed, and she almost sang the wrong song.

He subconsciously looked at Shangguan Che.

Shangguan Che winked at him, signaling him not to move.

Wu Queque looked away again, humming seriously.

The other five people listened carefully, completely oblivious to the shadowy figure of a fox emerging from behind the shadow of a person under the light of the fire.

After eating the grilled fish, Wu Queque took the initiative to stay to deal with the mess. Shangguan Che also stayed because he couldn't sleep and because he had experience.

Dong Baijing originally wanted to stay, but Shangguan Che glanced at him and turned back to the tent.

Shangguan Che's aura was too strong, he couldn't help but listen to her.

For a while, only Shangguan Che and Wu Queque were left in the open space.

The remaining four tents were lit.

An Wen and Meng Ran each had a small tent.

Wu Queque and Dong Baijing, Lin Mei and Shangguan Che lived together in big tents respectively.

"I'm going back."

As Shangguan Che said, he turned and walked back to the tent.

Wu Queque deliberately slowed down and stayed there for a while. After a while, she turned around and saw a person standing not far behind her.

It's Meng Ran.

"Meng Ran? What's the matter?"

Wu Queque greeted with a smile.

Meng Ran didn't speak, and slowly approached Wu Que Que.

"I can't sleep a little bit."

"Can't sleep?"

Meng Ran nodded, "Yes, I can't sleep..."

The closer he got to Wu Que Que, the softer his voice became, and finally became shrill.

"Will you help me?"

Wu Queque took a big step back and distanced herself from him.

"I don't want to."

Meng Ran's (fallen demon) complexion changed, and he rushed towards Wu Queque with resentment, Wu Queque stood there dumbfounded as if frightened.

The fallen demon stretched out its claws, and was suddenly locked by the golden light half a meter away from Wu Queque, unable to move forward half a point.

Shangguan Che slowly walked out of the tent.

"A member of the Demon Control Bureau?"

The fallen demon's face was livid, and she was too familiar with the golden aura.

"good--"

Before Shangguan Che finished speaking, the Fallen Demon suddenly stopped struggling, and slowly pursed his lips, revealing a secret smile.

"You think that's what got me?"

Shangguan Che's complexion changed, and the spirit power rope he threw hit the opponent, as if melting in water, without any reaction.

Fallen Demon didn't look at her anymore, but turned to look at Wu Que Que.

"Wait for me to see you next time."

She smiled and said that the madness and hatred in her eyes could not be concealed.

After speaking, a white light flashed, Meng Ran suddenly lowered his head, and the golden light that bound him gradually disappeared.

Shangguan Che looked ugly, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call the director of the Bureau of Demon Control.

"The fallen demon's spiritual power has skyrocketed, and it can differentiate into a body with the same strength as before."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Ran slowly raised his head, seeing Wu Queque, his eyes were confused.

"How did I get here? God, am I not in the tent?"

"Do I still sleepwalk?"

As Meng Ran spoke, his expression gradually became frightened.

"Could it be possessed by some dirty thing?"

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