At this moment, An Ziyan felt like someone had smashed a fist on her chest, which was very uncomfortable.

But she remained calm and looked at Song Yurong indifferently.

"Okay, I'd like to see it."

Song Yurong was stunned, thinking that she would choose to escape, who knew that she would face it so bravely.

You brought it on yourself.

She hooked her lips, took out a photo from her phone, and handed it to An Ziyan.

"See for yourself! Don't be sad, I know that Han Shao is not close to any girlfriend, maybe for him, I am the most special one. ”

An Ziyan felt a little stuffy in his chest, and only then did he realize that he was holding his breath.

She bravely faced that picture.

It is indeed a picture of the bed.

As you can see from the white pillows, it should be in the hotel.

Han Yinxi was lying on his side, unable to see his face, but familiar people could recognize him at a glance.

And Song Yurong's face was very clear and obvious.

Her shoulders were still exposed, and she wondered if she was wearing clothes underneath.

Perhaps.

Perhaps, no.

An Ziyan only felt that his chest was tight, as if he couldn't breathe.

No matter how good her acting skills are, it is difficult to hide her true emotions at this time.

Song Yurong saw her gloomy expression, and smiled happily, "Aren't you very envious?" Oh no, it's jealousy, right? ”

Suddenly, a hand popped out of nowhere and snatched her phone.

"Who!"

Song Yurong wanted to snatch back the phone, but found that the other party was a handsome guy.

Nan Siyao glanced at the photo, snorted disapprovingly, and threw the phone back to her.

He said to An Ziyan, "This photo is P's." ”

Song Yurong hurriedly shouted, "It's not P's!" ”

An Ziyan looked at Nan Siyao and asked, "Is it really P's?" ”

Song Yurong emphasized again, "It's not P's!" If you don't believe it, you can ask Han Shao to know, what about Han Shao? I want to see him! ”

"They all said that he was gone, are you deaf and can't hear?"

An Ziyan unconsciously became grumpy.

Nan Siyao saw that she was unhappy, so he helped her drive people away and blasted Song Yurong out of the campsite.

After returning to the tent, he saw An Ziyan's sullen appearance.

"Don't be unhappy, that picture is definitely P's."

He reached out to touch her and comfort her.

An Ziyan pushed his hand away and showed a reluctant smile, "I'm fine." ”

When Han Yinxi came back, she asked him to know if this photo was P's.

It's just that.

An Ziyan didn't expect that the person who said 'come back soon' would not be seen at night.

Until late.

Everyone was tired of playing, and they all went into the tents to sleep.

Nan Siyao waited with her, but didn't see Han Yinxi come back, afraid that she would be scared if she slept alone, and suggested whether to stay with her.

He pointed to the two-seater sofa and said, "I'll sleep on the couch and promise not to do anything to you." ”

An Ziyan pointed out the door and didn't say a word, but the expression on his face was cold.

Nan Siyao left helplessly.

It was late at night.

An Ziyan lay on the bed, listening to the whirring wind outside.

It was the first time she had slept in a tent.

Actually, she was a little scared.

I don't know if Han Yinxi will come back, she didn't feel sleepy, opened her eyes, and waited.

In the sound of rustling, there seems to be a faint sound of footsteps.

An Ziyan looked at the door, and a wave of anticipation surged in his heart, was he back?

She quickly got out of bed.

Just as I walked to the door, the curtain was opened.

A dark figure walked in, holding something in his hand.