In Jinba County, He Guaner found many stores, and finally bought the pear paste he urgently needed for Mo Chunshan in a specialty store.

It is said that it is out of stock because it is so easy to use, so it can be seen that this is already a famous specialty of Jinba County.

Mo Chunshan took more than ten milliliters of pear paste with water and touched his throat. It was cool and cool, and finally there was no burning feeling of getting up in the morning.

He lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at He Wan'er who was sitting in the passenger seat.

She also hung her head, seemingly quiet and obedient, but even if the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, she could see a hint of a smile that she couldn't help but smile.

I knew on my knees that this woman might have laughed at him in her heart.

Let her be happy for the time being, there will always be a time to find the field.

After eating a simple meal of clear soup noodles, He Guaner cautiously suggested to Mo Chunshan: "The fork in front of you faces north, and after driving for more than three hours, you will be out of the provincial boundary of Xichuan to be Bai'ang Mountain." There are very few clouds and fog, and the starry sky is the most beautiful. In addition, this season is also the best time to see the forest, why don't we stay tonight?"

Mo Chunshan nodded slightly and agreed.

Pa Aung Hill is not a famous attraction, and the town below is not very large, and one of the hotels that seems to be the largest in the town is not even checked by the ID card, so they let them stay.

He Wan'er was a little apprehensive.

She only occasionally discovered this place when she was doing a guide, and at that time, she was fascinated by the colorful fallen leaves and pristine scenery in the photos, so this time she included it as a destination.

But what if what she sees is a deception?

Would Mo Chunshan think that she wanted to make money and kill him to deceive him into such a remote place?

What if he gets angry?

He Wan'er was in a nervous mood, but he didn't fall asleep next to the quilt like a few days ago, tossing and turning all night, and got up before seven o'clock.

found that Mo Chunshan had also gotten up, had already packed up, and was sitting in the hotel lobby.

He Wan'er was stunned and became even more uneasy.

Boss Mo got up so early, but he didn't see the scenery she promised yesterday, would he have thrown her here in anger and went back alone?

Fortunately, the seemingly ordinary Pak Ang Mountain, the scenery inside is unexpectedly beautiful.

They came at the right time, the mountains overlapped, continuous, at a glance like a sea of red, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the red leaves, the color is also gradual, from crimson, vermilion to pink, the wind blows the red leaves on the ground, thick and soft, like a red carpet.

He Wan'er was fascinated.

She can be regarded as fulfilling her first promise and taking Mo Chunshan to find a stunning spot that is unknown in the depths, but compared to Mo Chunshan's indifference, she seems to be a little more excited.

The blue sky is like a wash, the clouds are like soft marshmallows, and the red waves seem to be rolling into the sky.

On the side of the path, she took a step back in order to find the best view of the opposite mountain.

Then I felt like something a little soft was coming out of my feet.

She came back to her senses and immediately realized that she had stepped on someone.

As for who stepped on, it goes without saying.

She almost jumped up and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

As a result, he hit the branch on his head again.

And so the red leaves of the tree fell in a flutter, and she was covered all over her head.

Mo Chunshan quietly took two steps back, calmly brushed the dead leaves off his shoulders, looked down at the obvious footprints on his shoes, and said the first sentence of more than ten words on this day: "Reporter He is really as quiet as cerebral palsy and as mobile as epilepsy." ”

I don't know if it was her pear cream that worked, his words were no longer hoarse yesterday, and his voice was a lot clearer.

But the content of the words almost made He Guaner angry.

Well, just a little bit, can't wait to sarcastically mock her.

"Mr. Mo is really quiet as a chicken and well-behaved as a goose. She replied, thinking that Mo Chunshan shouldn't understand these Internet buzzwords, and let her pick up a bargain.

"Really?" he replied, "I understand that you praise me for being quiet, but you should move more, after all, you have Slavic genes." ”

The most famous gene of the Slavs is that they are easy to gain weight - so many Russian beauties in the characters are so fat that they can grow to the width of two girls when they reach middle age.

Because of this, He Guaner pays special attention to his weight and the calories he takes in every day, for fear of gaining uncontrollable weight as he gets older.

Mo Chunshan didn't need to understand the metaphors in and out of her words at all, and he could perfectly step on her pain points.

He Wan'er looked at his back as he descended the mountain, silently clenched his fists, and silently let go, and took a dog skin plaster and put it on his thin lips, and then a burlap bag covered his head.

A few more smacks would have been perfect.

Well, it's good, I can't quarrel with others, and now I finally got a new skill and learned the method of spiritual victory.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when he went down the mountain, and after walking down the mountain road for most of the day, Mo Chunshan was also hungry, and he was picky for a while and chose a local dish. After eating a meal, He Wan'er found that he had inadvertently eaten more than twice the amount of his meal.

Although Mo Chunshan didn't speak, and the table etiquette was as perfect as ever, He Wan'er always felt that the eyes he occasionally glanced at were full of picky "Slavic genes".

What, the man who eats like a cat is the most annoying.

He Wan'er was embarrassed, but he was still reluctant to put down the dishes and chopsticks. It's easy to eat a serious meal again, and if it's not delicious, the next meal may be directed to instant noodles by the hateful capitalists.

Before getting into the car after eating, He Waner climbed into the co-pilot, but was knocked on the window by Mo Chunshan.

"What?" she was a little confused.

"Ate and was a little sleepy. He said, with a hint of tiredness in his voice.

"Oh, then rest for a while. He Waner suggested.

"Then you sit as firmly as Mount Tai?" Mo Chunshan frowned and pointed to the driver's seat next door, "That's where you sit." ”

He Wan'er opened his mouth wide: "No, I'll open it?"

Mo Chunshan's voice was extremely slow, his hand was inserted into the pocket of his coat, and he didn't look very happy: "I remember that one of the conditions that day you said that you would let me take you with you, that is, you can change hands when I am tired?"

He Wan'er was dumbfounded for a while. He...... Earnest?

After a long while, she pointed to the tip of her nose and sneered: "Do you really want to open it?"

Mo Chunshan nodded: "Naturally." ”

He Guan'er, who hadn't touched the steering wheel for at least three or four years, climbed down from the co-pilot with a rolling belt, and climbed into the driver's seat with his hands and feet, feeling a little square.

Don't look at the fact that she has to buy car magazines every month, she is a car enthusiast who knows all the big brands and new cars.

However, that was all on paper - from the time she got her driver's license to now, the actual driving time is definitely no more than five hours. It's still saved up from time to time by people in a piecemeal way. Now you can get your hands on a completely undriven tome off-road, as well as winding mountain roads.

What if she falls? She hasn't lived long enough......

However, she was stunned in her heart, and she insisted on starting the engine and going on the road - it was a big deal to drive slower, it was better than Mo Chunshan throwing her at the junction of the three provinces in a fit of anger.

Fortunately, the road was remote enough, and there were almost no cars, so she drove it, and it gradually calmed down.

However, the road conditions are not very good, there are large and small potholes on the asphalt road, He Wan'er has no ability to avoid them perfectly, especially the kind of crossing the road, she can only run over hard, and the car is bumpy.

Under such circumstances, Mo Chunshan actually fell asleep, and he slept for two hours.

Mo Chunshan, who fell asleep, lost his coldness and unkindness, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were coated with a layer of warm light by the setting sun, and the usually unsmiling coldness disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, it seemed that he was not aggressive.

Some thin, the skin is too white, and all of a sudden, there is a bit of a fragile teenager.

He Wan'er glanced at it secretly several times, until the wheels ran into a large pit more than ten centimeters deep, and the body tilted violently, and it shook fiercely.

Mo Chunshan's head hit the glass on the side, and he woke up in an instant.

"Will you drive it?"

As soon as he woke up, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was not in a good mood, and his emotions were unabashedly exposed.

He Wan'er hurriedly gathered his mind and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry." ”

Mo Chunshan glanced at her twice, got out of the car without saying a word, and went around the front of the car without saying a word, bent down, and knocked on the driver's window politely.

When she lowered the window, she heard a few simple words: "Heh, female driver." ”

He Wan'er: "......"

Well, she did disgrace the female driver group, I'm really sorry.

Six hours later.

At night on the plateau, there is no soft and beautiful neon, the sky is black, the stars are looming among the clouds, and the cold starlight is a little dim.

Occasionally, there are herdsmen's huts or tents lit with lights, which are also lonely, and in the dark night, a lamp is like a bean, which is even more lonely.

On the winding mountain road, a black off-road vehicle slowly moved forward, carefully dodging a large pothole in the ground, and the speed was less than twenty kilometers per hour.

In the afternoon, He Wan'er drove for two hours, and Mo Chunshan changed back, driving until the sun sank in the west, and the night was so thick that it couldn't be opened.

He Wan'er held his breath and kept looking at the cliff less than a meter away from him, extremely nervous - the road conditions are not good, there are no street lights and no guardrails, what if Mo Chunshan accidentally drives off the road?

"I seem to have said that you don't drive at night. ”

Mo Chunshan's cold voice sounded, and there was a trace of unhappiness that could not be concealed. Ever since it got dark, he had been wearing a pair of glasses while driving, and he had been particularly slow to withdraw the complaint.

He Wan'er noticed that his eyesight seemed to be affected at night, and he regretted it a little. She insisted on going down the mountain and continued on the road, but now it was completely dark, and they had not yet reached their destination.

He Wan'er lowered his head in shame - she was the one who planned the route, and she was the one who insisted on going on the road at four o'clock in the afternoon. I wanted to rush to a scenic spot in Yadan landform to watch the sunset, but I didn't see the sunset, and I took a detour of more than 100 kilometers, and the road condition was extremely bad.

Can't blame her, she doesn't have a mobile phone, where can I find out that the county road will be closed for construction from today?