The next four days were, as at the beginning, on the road as usual, only resting when evening came.

Nan Ji sat in the jeep and fell asleep for four days.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the fifth day that she regained some of her spirits.

moved from Zhu Bing's arms and raised his head.

The white satin on her eyes was a little loose, and she still moved.

Zhu Bing had already raised his hand and tied it for her.

After tying it up, Zhu Bing glanced at his hand and his brows moved.

She is not a nosy person, but after these six days of getting along, she is becoming more and more in the direction of a 24-hour nanny.

Zhu Bing put down her hand and thought silently in her heart, for the sake of her saving herself, doing these things is nothing.

As a result, as soon as she calmed herself, she heard Nanji's disgusted and resentful voice

"Why are you so hot?"

Zhu Bing clenched his hands.

She rarely quarreled, and in her memory, it seemed that she had never quarreled with anyone else.

However, this Concubine Han Ling really succeeded in picking up her string.

It's been five days, and this woman has complained about dislike for I don't know how many times.

The clay figurines also have three points of fire.

But it's really ······ to quarrel with someone who is so badly injured.

Eventually, she was forced to get out of the car and go see dinner tonight.

As soon as Zhu Bing got out of the way, Nan Ji happened to want to lean on her and sleep for a while.

As a result, it snapped and plunged headlong into the seat.

As soon as Zhu Bing stepped out of the jeep, he heard the conversation outside

"Hey, that Mr. Shubai must like Nan Xiaojiao."

"Huh? How can this be seen? ”

"Oh, that Mr. Shubai has a painting in his hand, and the person on the painting is exactly the same as Nan Xiaojiao."

"Really?"

Some people don't believe it.

The man said immediately

"Am I going to lie to you? A lot of people have seen it. ”

As soon as the gossip woman's words fell, she saw many people nodding their heads there, indicating that they had seen it too.

Then, I heard a lot of people talking about the painting

Mr. Subai sat on his chair by himself, and several times saw him gazing at the painting. That's definitely what it means to like it. ”

"It's the first time I've seen such expressive painting with a brush."

"Yes, yes, I also remember it deeply, the girl in the painting, dressed in white, is very beautiful, just like a fairy.

It's exactly the same as Nan Xiaojiao. ”

The crowd talked and worked around the campfire.

These words were all listened to by Nan Xiaojiao and Huo Qing not far away.

Huo Qing squeezed her eyebrows at Nan Xiaoxiao

"Look, I just said he likes you, hey, I really didn't expect him to like it and secretly draw a picture for you.

It's really hard. ”

Nan Xiaojiao's face turned red and whispered

"Don't say it, maybe, maybe the person in his painting is not me."

"How is that possible??"

Nan Xiaojiao's fingers kept clasping the vegetables, her cheeks were red, and she seemed to hesitate

"I, I'm not that good-looking, and there's nothing he likes."

Huo Qing was puzzled when she heard this

"You're too unconfident in yourself, aren't you?

Don't you see that since you took off your mask, all the men in our car have seen you differently?

A stunning beauty doesn't have a place to be liked? ”

When Nan Xiaojiao heard this, her eyes finally showed a touch of joy and asked in a low voice

"Really? Does he really like me? ”

"Of course!"

Huo Qing replied in the affirmative.

Nan Xiaojiao put aside a large plate of vegetable salad she had prepared.

I couldn't help but look at the bus.

(End of chapter)