Luan Jing'er's afternoon itinerary was camping.

A newly opened campsite on the outskirts of Anseong is designed for campers who love wild camping but can't go far away.

The itinerary is here, and there are some Luan Jinger's own little selfishness.

She likes camping in the suburbs, but she will be afraid of the night in the suburbs alone, she only likes to enjoy the small wind and trees in the mountains during the day, and it is difficult for Luanjinger to survive at night.

So in order to satisfy her own interests and increase the fun of tourists, Luan Jinger wrote camping in her itinerary.

On the weekends of March and spring, there are many people who come to camp, either to check in or to go on a trip, in short, to see the tents piled up.

Qiu Yu didn't like to be so lively, and seeing that there were people all around, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Luan Jing'er quickly noticed Qiu Yu's safety, received the camping supplies booked in advance, and she led the way to the east of the camp.

The four of them walked farther and farther away from the camp, and finally until they couldn't hear the noise of the camp, Luan Jing'er stopped, pointed to the open space in front of him, and said, "Oh, let's set up camp here." ”

Luan Jing'er chose a very good place, backed by green trees, in front of an open flat land for tents, surrounded by scattered boulders to sit and rest, the most important thing is that there are only birds and the sound of the wind, no noisy conversation and frolic, it is really in the embrace of nature.

This time, Qiu Weixue, Luan Jing'er's first little fan sister, didn't echo it, so she heard Qiu Yuxian hum, then raised the corners of her mouth, and said, "It's good here." ”

Qiu Yu, who has always been picky, can actually say a "very good" evaluation.

Qiu Weixue and Shang Huan looked at each other knowingly, secretly wondering whether Qiu Yu was really saying that the place was good, or whether he was saying that the people who chose this place were good.

After choosing a place, several people began to set up tents under Luan Jing'er's command.

Luan Jing'er rented two tents, so the four of them split into groups of two.

The grouping was proposed by Qiu Weixue, she said that Shang Huan would set up a tent, so she was with Shang Huan, and said that Qiu Yu would not set up a tent, so let Luan Jing'er take him in, and finally said that men and women would not be tired of working together, and would not give others a chance to refuse and say no.

Shang Huan would not be able to set up a tent, but in order to be with Qiu Weixue and to promote the plan, he had to be a qualified mute and take out his mobile phone to search for tent building skills.

On the other side, Qiu Yu, who was forcibly said to be a waste by Qiu Weixue, struggled for a long time and finally followed Qiu Weixue's words and really made a waste.

Luan Jing'er gave him the knuckle pole to support the tent and asked him to pull it away. So Qiu Yu sat on the stone on one side and pulled the knot pole, and his eyes circled around Luan Jing'er, who was laying the foundation.

The more he looked, the more he found that Luan Jing'er seemed to be unusual.

He knew that there were many girls who were self-reliant and self-reliant, who could resist buckets and repair light bulbs, and who could repair water pipes and floor tiles. But like Luan Jing'er, a girl who can not only go up and down, but also has full marks in survival skills in the wild, Qiu Yu only saw this one.

Luan Jing'er looked like a veteran, but he could call the tent perfect in about ten minutes. Qiu Yu saw that although Luan Jing'er was a girl with insufficient strength, she used her skill to nail the ground very firmly.

How many surprises are there waiting for him to dig out of this Luan Jing'er? This was Qiu Yu's first thought when he saw the ground nail.

After thinking about this, Qiu Yu watched Luan Jing'er set up the barbecue grill again, and after finishing the barbecue grill, she walked over to the tree and tied a rocking chair between the two trees.

"Who do you want to try this?" Luan Jing'er was very satisfied with her hanging chair, and stood next to her and called if anyone wanted to try it.

Qiu Weixue was closest to Luan Jing'er, and she was about to echo when she heard Qiu Yu come to cut off her beard again: "I'll try." ”

Qiu Weixue pursed her lips and looked at Qiu Yu with a stinky face, walked to the middle of the grass, walked to the chairlift, and lay down under the guidance of Luan Jing'er.

"How?" Luan Jing'er bent her eyes and asked Qiu Yu.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the spring sun leaked through the gaps in the leaves, and the little spots of light were reflected on Luan Jing'er's face, when Qiu Yu looked up, his eyes were lit up by Luan Jing'er, and he didn't know if it was the light that amazed him, or the person who wore the light amazed him.

Qiu Yu's heart trembled, and there was a beat of heartbeat that carried him and did not fall on the original trajectory.

"Huh? Isn't it a little low? After not getting Qiu Yu's answer for a long time, Luan Jing'er simply leaned over by herself, and sat directly next to Qiu Yu without caring at all, feeling the height of the hanging chair.

Qiu Yu sat in the middle, and Luan Jing'er couldn't help but sit down from the side, and naturally slid to his side along the arc, and put his arm against his arm.

Luan Jinger was unimpressed by this, and concentrated on evaluating the comfort of the hanging chair.

It was Qiu Yu, who straightened his body and did not dare to move, his pupils flickered again, and he was amazed by Luan Jing'er's arrogance.

He knew that every second in the same space with Luan Jing'er was a surprise and an amazement.

"It feels a little low for you." Luan Jing'er stretched her legs and swung lightly twice, not noticing how ambiguous her and Qiu Yu's posture was at the moment.

Shoulders against shoulders, knees against knees, and air stirred by talking and breathing, as if your lips could touch the flying strands of hair when you twisted your face.

"Okay, you can only be a little aggrieved with Shang Huan, if it's too high, Xue'er may not be able to sit down." After Luan Jing'er finished speaking, she stood up from the hanging chair, clapped her hands and tilted her head to look at her masterpiece, how satisfied she looked.

The moment Luan Jing'er got up, Qiu Yu subconsciously exhaled, but the next second after exhaling, he inexplicably began to miss the feeling of Luan Jing'er sitting next to him.

Is it because I have been devoting myself to work all the year round, and I have a strange girl who is close to me?

Qiu Yu couldn't help frowning and began to think about this question.

But he was disgusted by Luan Xin's touch, and he didn't feel anything strange about the approach of other members of the opposite sex, how can this be explained?

Is it because Qiu Weixue frequently deliberately made herself close to Luan Jing'er? But the matter of sitting on the hanging chair seems to have come on his own initiative......

Seeing that Qiu Yu seemed to be thinking about something, Luan Jing'er didn't say anything more, and walked out of the grass with light steps to help Qiu Weixue and Shang Huan set up a tent.

Luan Jing'er went over to help, Qiu Weixue went to Qiu Yu's side in a spare time, and called him meaningfully: "Brother......"

Qiu Yu was called back to his senses by a brother with a deep meaning, looked at Qiu Weixue and sighed suspiciously.

"Get up, let me sit down for a while!" Qiu Weixue pretended to have something big on her mind, but in the end, she just wanted to sit in the hanging chair.

Qiu Yu gave her the place, and his eyes mistakenly saw Luan Jing'er who was nailing the ground again, and Shang Huan was assigned to do the same job as him just now-pulling the knuckle rod.

Quickly set up the tent on Shang Huan's side, and Luan Jing'er began to prepare a barbecue dinner.

Although she did it alone, Luan Jing'er didn't feel hard at all and enjoyed it very much.

Put carbon, ignite, brush oil, barbecue. Luan Jing'er made a set of smooth water, skillful and not complicated, in the eyes of the three people sitting on the stone, it is really a visual enjoyment.

"My wife is amazing, not only can write books, but also lead groups. Not only will she lead the group, but she will also set up tents, make barbecues, oh, she will also set up hanging chairs! Almighty ACE! It's hard not to love! Qiu Weixue stared at Luan Jing'er's every move with her eyes on her cheeks, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, she opened her mouth and called Luan Jing'er his wife.

In the past, Qiu Yu heard Qiu Weixue open her mouth and close her mouth as her "Yimu wife", but after knowing that Yimu was Luan Jing'er, Qiu Weixue suddenly stopped calling her wife, and now that she heard it again, Qiu Yu unconsciously glanced at her.

Qiu Weixue couldn't see it, put her hand around her mouth and shouted to Luan Jing'er: "Jing'er's wife!" You're the best! ”

After she finished shouting, Qiu Yu immediately darkened her face and blurted out: "What are you shouting?" …… Pay attention to the image! ”

In Luan Jing'er's gaze, Qiu Yu simply changed Qiu Weixue's words to a light sentence "pay attention to the image".

Looking at Qiu Yu's reaction, Qiu Weixue touched Shang Huan with her elbow and motioned for him to take the next step.

Shang Huan received the instruction, got up from the stone and walked to Luan Jing'er, and naturally helped her turn the skewers and sprinkle cumin together.

"Brother, what do you think Shang Huan is doing there?" Seeing that Shang Huan was already in place, Qiu Weixue began the arch fire operation in the afternoon session.

Sure enough, Qiu Weixue did not disappoint her, Qiu Yu followed her words and looked over to Luan Jing'er, and saw that as if she didn't understand the sense of distance around her, Luan Jing'er didn't care about Shang Huan circling around her, and even when she sprinkled seasoning a few times, the fingers of the two would touch inadvertently.

After watching it for less than a minute, Qiu Weixue saw Qiu Yu, who was covered with dark clouds again, and her face was as black as ink and walked towards Luan Jing'er and Shang Huan, who were talking and laughing at the skewers.

"Qiu Weixue called you." This was the only sentence Qiu Yu had ever said, and after saying this, he took the cruet bottle in Shang Huan's hand with a slight force, and looked at Shang Huan coldly.

Shang Huan was not angry at all, held back the laughter that was about to burst out in his heart, answered the "yes", and left the barbecue grill and returned to the stone bench.

"Be careful, don't get burned." Luan Jing'er didn't pay attention to the small episode between the two people, and casually told Qiu Yu to be careful.

Qiu Yu's mind moved suddenly after hearing this, and he deliberately took his hand forward a little when turning over the skewers, and then hissed.

"What's wrong?! Is it hot!? Luan Jing'er heard the hissing sound and immediately subconsciously grabbed Qiu Yu's wrist and brought his hand to his eyes for inspection.

was sincerely cared for by Luan Jing'er, and Qiu's depressed heart finally became smoother.

"It's okay, it's just a bit of a scald." Qiu Yu responded to Luan Jing'er in a good mood.

Luan Jing'er looked at Qiu Yu's fingertips carefully, and found that the second joint of his index finger was a little red, without the slightest hesitation, Luan Jing'er dragged Qiu Yu to the nearby stream, and soaked his fingers in the water without saying a word.

"Don't move, it's better to rinse with cold water." Luan Jing'er was worried that Qiu Yu would resist, so she pressed the back of Qiu Yu's hand with her whole palm and forcibly dipped his fingers in the flowing babbling stream.

The cold stream water and the warm palm hit Qiu Yu together, and the broken hair that Luan Jing'er scattered in the breeze inadvertently brushed Qiu Yu's chin, and Qiu Yu suddenly felt that his throat was very dry.

Luan Jing'er pressed Qiu Yu to soak in the water for almost five minutes, until she smelled a mushy smell, and she remembered that there was a barbecue on the shelf.

"You soak it for a while, and I'll take care of the barbecue." After that, Luan Jing'er let go of Qiu Yu, turned around and ran to the barbecue grill.

When Luan Jing'er left, the residual temperature on the back of his hand was gradually covered by cold water, and Qiu Yu found that his throat was even drier.