Xia Jinyuan, who was facing away from her, really didn't realize her predicament, and was thinking about which one to wear first and which one to wear next.

The little Tibetan girl is holding the "Legui" that Tibetans usually wear, which is commonly known as labor clothes.

"Little fox, I was stumped by the clothes of my Tibetan compatriots, but I wore a short white shirt, with a big left placket and a small right placket...... Come, can you help me see if I'm wearing it like this? Xia Jinyuan turned around and tugged at his short white shirt, "I can't imagine how much time Tibetan compatriots spend on getting dressed every day, you have to point me out, otherwise, I don't dare to guarantee how long I have to wear clothes in the tent." ”

Just now, he took a snow bath on the side of the river with those few people who were afraid of not messing up, and at this time he was changing clothes in the tent alone and hadn't gone out yet, and he didn't know what those guys would think about under Han Zheng's intention.

When Ye Jian heard this, she had to open her eyes when she was closed,...... When the "scenery" in front of her came into view, Ye Jian was heartbroken, and Rao was already calming down, but she still shook her eyes.

Xia Jinyuan, who was wearing a waist-length short shirt with white cocoon silk and brocade, was several times sexier than just now.

The wide placket is opened, so that the beautiful chest muscles are looming, and the white is transparent, hazy outlining the strong narrow waist,...... As he breathed, his chest heaved slightly, and even his sexy abs rose and fell.

Every movement, every stillness, Ye Jian felt that his breathing rate was rising and falling with his abdominal muscles.

"You put Chuba on, it's this round-necked, wide-sleeved robe made of cotton and wool." Ye Jian gently raised his finger and pointed, his slender arm as smooth as jade had a fine velvet light in the sunlight that penetrated the tent, like a layer of smooth pearl color.

Xia Jinyuan's gaze slid lightly over her bare arm, and it was a normal choice to block her last night.

I was too prescient, little girl's skin...... Under the ultraviolet rays of the plateau, it is still as tender as a shelled egg, and the tender and tender ones are really good-looking.

Retracted his gaze, and then began to wear it under her guidance.

"And then tie that colorful big flower belt, yes, that's it, Chuba around the waist......"

Xia Jinyuan picked up the red, green, blue, purple, and seven-colored wool belts, and said with a smile: "This is good-looking, I used to think that after I went down the mountain, I would bring this back." ”

"Artwork, hurry up!" Ye Jian still had the heart to talk to him, and urged: "Chuba is tied around the waist, the two sleeves are crossed through the front abdomen and tied behind the waist, and the edge of the sagging part of the long-distance running is at the knee......"

In the tent, Ye Jian instructed Xia Jinyuan on how to put on the Tibetan clothes, from the inside to the outside, he was teaching which one to wear first, and then which one to wear.

Outside, Han Zheng, who had already been dressed, gritted their teeth one by one, grinding their fists and waiting for the Q King who couldn't even wear clothes inside to come out.

"I don't believe it, he doesn't even know how to wear a single shirt!" J5 was talking with a smile, but no matter how he looked at that smile, it looked eerie, "The four of us are all dressed, and he needs a student to guide him!" Shame on you! ”

The four of them had come to say goodbye to Xia Jinyuan, the matter in the village had been dealt with, and the herdsman who had been killed had now been taken to a forbidden area where only Tibetans could enter for a sky burial.

And they will immediately set off to rush back to the station, and at the same time, report all the information they have one by one.