How could a woman like Ren Wanlian Ma Jingjing succumb to a second generation, especially Ma Jingjing, who couldn't get into her eyes, let alone let her kneel, just want her to look at each other, it was a difficult thing to climb to the sky.

She is the kind of woman who really looks down on the powerful, money and power, in her eyes, vulgar and even dirty.

Only those real talents can make her look at each other, and then smile at each other.

At this point, Yang Dingtian's vision is right, she is really very similar to Ling Ziyi.

Ma Jingjing has been refining for many years, not only maintaining an excellent shape, but also has good foot strength, as she expected, before dark, around six o'clock, they walked for more than twenty miles, to a mountain col, Ma Jingjing said: "There is really a stream here, we camp by the stream." ”

"But the horse is looking. Yang Dingtian said again.

"Don't make me laugh anymore, I can't laugh anymore, and I'll want you to camp alone. ”

said that she didn't laugh, but Ma Jingjing giggled with laughter, and gently slapped Yang Dingtian on the shoulder with a small pink fist.

The charm of a young woman is intoxicating.

Yang Dingtian set up a tent, and there was only one meter between the two tents, and he didn't ask Ma Jingjing's opinion, and Ma Jingjing didn't have an opinion.

Then Yang Dingtian went to drag a tree that was killed by thunder, he didn't need to look for it, he knew where it was by the eagle's eye in the sky.

This tree is big enough, and it is also dried, and there are small axes and knives in the mountaineering equipment.

Ma Jingjing has never practiced kung fu, but she has an eye, she picked up a piece of firewood and tried it, spit out her little pink tongue, and reached out to touch Yang Dingtian's hand: "Is your hand a mechanical arm?" ”

Yang Dingtian bent his arm: "I am a new generation of iron man, Yang Dingtian." ”

Ma Jingjing smiled and bent over.

Yang Dingtian found that she actually loves to laugh, and she looks very good when she laughs.

Some women don't know how to smile, they look good, but when they laugh, their eyes are squinting, their brows are wrinkled, and their mouths are grinning, and they are ugly to death.

But Ma Jingjing looks very good when she laughs, she is a flower if she doesn't smile, and when she gets up, it is a flower.

Get the firewood and set up the stove, Yang Dingtian took a look at the creek, and unexpectedly found that there were fish in the stream.

"There seem to be fish in this stream, shall we cook fresh fish soup at night?"

Donkeys are good, they generally chew dry food, and they can be dealt with by boiling some water and soaking some noodles, but if there is fish to eat, it will definitely be more refreshing.

"Is there really a fish?" Ma Jingjing was a little skeptical: "Even if there is, we don't have fishing rods." ”

"If you want a fishing rod, catch it directly. ”

Yang Dingtian said, took off his trousers, put on a trouser, and went down to the stream.

Ma Jingjing saw his strong thighs, her face quietly flushed, and said, "You can't catch it like this, can you?"

"Then it depends on whether your face is big enough?"

"What?" Ma Jingjing didn't understand, and asked with a smile.

Yang Dingtian pointed to the stream and said, "Miss Ma Jingjing, the No. 1 beauty anchor in Dongcheng, wants to eat fish, the big fish and small fish in the stream, you can do it yourself." ”

It turned out to be this meaning, and his appearance was very interesting, just like a god stick, Ma Jingjing bent down with a smile and said, "My face is not enough." ”

The words didn't fall, but I saw Yang Dingtian bend down, stretched out his hand into the stream, and then shot again, and caught a carp the size of a palm.

"Ah, there are really fish, so big. ”

Ma Jingjing screamed all of a sudden: "I'll go get the pot, don't let it run away." ”

She quickly took a basin, and Yang Dingtian put the fish in the basin, and the fish jumped in the basin.

"You need some water. Ma Jingjing jumped like a little girl, went to the stream, took the basin to catch the water, didn't want the fish to jump suddenly, jumped into the water at once, and disappeared.

"Ah, it fled. Ma Jingjing screamed, wanting to catch it, where to catch it.

"I'm sorry. She looked at Yang Dingtian with an embarrassed expression.

Her appearance made Yang Dingtian feel very interesting, and he smiled: "It's okay, you make half a basin of water first, and then I'll catch it back." ”

"Good. Ma Jingjing was happy again, hit a small half basin of water, and Yang Dingtian stretched out his hand into the stream, and it was a fish out of the water.

"Wow, you're amazing. Ma Jingjing exclaimed.

"Generally average, third in the world. ”

This mantra hasn't been used for a long time, but when it is used now, it really makes Ma Jingjing giggle.

Yang Dingtian caught a few more fish, they are not big, the largest is only about half a catty, it can grow so big in the mountain stream, it's okay.

Every time she catches a fish, Ma Jingjing will scream out with joy, she is twenty-eight or nine, in the city, at work, she is a mature, elegant, capable and confident female white-collar worker, but at this moment, she seems to be only eleven or twelve years old, or even a little girl who is only seven or eight years old.

Yang Dingtian caught seven fish, Ma Jingjing said: "Tonight's dinner is enough, don't catch any more, I'll take a knife and cut them, and the fresh fish will be made in soup at night, and you can fry a few." ”

She has excellent cooking skills, and she is also very skilled in killing fish, she can't cook on Yang Dingtian, but she is good at burning the fire, burning the stove, putting the pot on the shelf, and Ma Jingjing to stew the soup.

Unexpectedly, Ma Jingjing actually brought wine and finished the dishes, she took out a bottle of red wine and said to Yang Dingtian: "Let's have a little drink." ”

Her bent head posture, with a little playful taste, is very seductive.

After dinner, it was completely dark.

Yang Dingtian also gave Ma Jingjing an accident, he brought a harmonica, of course it was newly bought, but he used to be able to play, as a state-owned enterprise, the entertainment training of the children of the Red Star Factory is still good, Yang Dingtian can't sing, he learned the harmonica, and at this time he played a song on the outskirts of Moscow at night, so that Ma Jingjing's eyes were shining.

What a woman like Ma Jingjing likes is this petty bourgeois taste, red wine, music, and free heart.

Such a night makes her heart fly.

Then Yang Dingtian played a song, she danced on the grass, and later pulled Yang Dingtian up, and the two danced together, Ma Jingjing's head slowly leaned on Yang Dingtian's shoulder.

Yang Dingtian gently hugged her slender waist, smelling her faint fragrance, and there was a drunkenness in his heart.

Ma Jingjing began to talk about some of her things, when she was a child, when she was a student, and after entering the TV station, those joys and sorrows.

Yang Dingtian listened to her quietly, and he knew that what she needed at this time was an audience.

At about ten o'clock, Ma Jingjing was a little tired, and said, "Let's sleep, get up early tomorrow, and be sure to rush to the hot spring canyon before dark." ”

So the two of them washed separately and went into their tents.

Yang Dingtian disposed of the fire and surrounded it with stones, so that it would not be extinguished quickly and would not catch fire.