The little milk dumpling was afraid that his brother's personality would collapse, so he had no choice but to say to the camera.

"I've never lived in a tent, I wanted to live in a tent, and my brother didn't break corn in order to fulfill my wishes."

Damn, that's an excuse.

The corners of Huo Qingyi's mouth twitched, this excuse is very good.

Sure enough, their little milk dumplings are very good.

"Yes, our family wants to live in a tent."

Whoever wants to live in a tent on a horse, it's not that you don't want to move.

The little milk dumpling complained in her heart, but there was a soft smile on her face.

The comments on the phone screen exploded.

[Sure enough, it was a pampered little girl in the city, and she wanted to live in a tent. 】

[This chubby little girl is so cute. 】

[Laughing to death, they must be disgusted with the dirty cornfield, they don't want to go down, they want to live in a tent excuse. 】

There are different opinions, and the comments are good and bad, and both sides are down.

At this time, the village chief walked past them and went to look for the others.

The little milk dumplings watched boredly as they raced to break corn.

Soon, twenty minutes were up, and everyone laid out the corn on the ground.

The village chief began to count the corn.

The first place is Lu Yao and his son Lu Xiaofeng.

The second place went to Han Ying and her son Han Dabao.

The third place is Ye Sichen and Ye Zhenzhen.

The fourth place is Yang Zi and Yang Guoguo.

The fifth place is Su Qingqing and Su Wanwan.

The last place is Huo Qingyi and Huo Chichi.

The village chief placed the picture of the house on the table and let the first person pick first.

Lu Yao and Lu Xiaofeng chose a duplex villa, which looked like the best housing from the outside.

Han Ying and Han Dabao's houses are also small villas, but they are a little worse than the first place.

And so on, all of them were allocated housing.

When he arrived at Huo Qingyi, the village chief asked the staff to directly drag a large package to Huo Qingyi and Huo Chichi.

"Qingyi, Chichi, the tent needs to be built by the two of you yourself."

Damn.

So pitted than that.

The face of the little milk dumpling suddenly darkened.

"Village Chief, can you choose that place by yourself?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

The little milk dumpling looked at Huo Qingyi.

"Big brother, although we live in a tent because of your problem, we have to choose a good place to set up a tent."

"Say, go somewhere."

The little milk dumpling looked around and pointed to the mountain in the distance.

"That mountain, the maple leaves are red, it's very beautiful, or let's go to the mountain to build?"

It's late autumn now, the wind is blowing a little hard, and the temperature will plummet at night, Huo Qingyi raised his eyebrows.

"You brought a down jacket?"

Little milk dumplings Yaoyao head.

"You want to freeze to death?"

Little milk dumplings Yaoyao head.

"Then change places."

This is a bit difficult, and the little milk dumplings began to look for feng shui treasures all over the world, but after a while, the little milk dumplings have not found a favorite place to set up a tent.

Just when the little milk dumplings were at a loss, Yang Zi twisted her slender waist and walked over.

Yang Zi is very tall, with long black hair and a shawl, and her face is also very advanced, in short, the conditions are very good in all aspects, just like a royal sister.

"Qingyi, our two-story house shouldn't be able to live in, otherwise you should live with us."

At this time, the village chief turned the live broadcast camera around.

Just opposite Huo Qingyi and Yang Zi.

Listening to Yang Zi's kind invitation, the comments on the screen exploded again.

[Huo Yingdi and Yang Zi are very compatible, the cold and handsome actor pounces on the soft and cute royal sister. 】

[I said a long time ago that they were a couple, and the program team was going crazy, so I really invited both of them. 】

[Ahhhh 】

At this time, Xiao Milk Tuanzi's mobile phone rang, she looked down at the screen, it was Nan Qiaomu calling, he hid next to the place where there was no camera to answer the phone.

"Sister Qiao Mu, are you looking for me or my eldest brother?"

Nan Qiaomu's voice was a little weird.

"Little milk dumplings, you know how good my sister is to you, right?"

knew that on her first day of kindergarten, his eldest brother didn't pick her up because of her.

is for Nan Qiaomu again, her eldest brother forced her to appear in variety shows.

For the sake of Nan Qiaomu, her eldest brother forced him to make rolls.

But for the sake of Huo Qingyi's lifelong happiness, Xiao Milk Tuanzi gritted his teeth and said against his will.

"My sister is better than my own brother is to me."

Nan Qiaomu smiled with satisfaction and continued.

"I participated in the variety show this time to make Yang Zi's dead woman break her delusions, so you must take your brother seriously."

"Sister, don't worry, I must take good care of my brother, and I will not let any woman get close to him, no, I will not let any female get close to him, not even a hen."

Nan Qiaomu was amused.

"The two of you have been assigned to the tent, and now Yang Zi is a dead woman, and she actually wants to let your eldest brother live with her, wishful thinking, you should know how to do it."

The little milk dumpling blinked.

"Cut off my brother's rotten peach blossoms, hang up first, I'll go now, stop my brother from finding Yang Zi's dead woman."

Hearing the words of the little milk dumpling, Nan Qiaomu hung up the phone with satisfaction.

When the little milk dumpling returned to Huo Qingyi's side, Yang Zi was persuading Huo Qingyi to go to her small villa to live, and the little milk dumpling frowned.

"Brother, I don't want to live in a villa, I want to live in a tent."

Yang Zi patiently coaxed Huo Chichi.

"It's autumn now, the temperature outside is very low at night, and it's easy to catch a cold when you live in a tent, so it's better to live in Auntie's villa with Guoguo, and the two of you can also play games together."

If Huo Chichi is really a child, then Yang Zi's set may be useful, after all, children like to play with children, but Huo Chichi is not.

There is also Nan Qiaomu's instruction, and the wicked man of the little milk dumpling should be decided.

"I don't want it, I'm going to live in a tent, brother, why didn't you break corn? Isn't it just to live in a tent? ”

The little milk dumpling suddenly broke, which made the live broadcast screen explode again.

[I'm really knocking Huo Yang CP, but Huo Yingdi's sister is not powerful. 】

[Yes, this little bean can still beat mandarin ducks. 】

[Live together, live together, the two of them are so good-looking, and the child they give birth to will definitely look good, so look forward to it. 】

The little milk dumplings can't see the barrage, and they don't care if it's live or not, anyway, they just don't want to write on their faces.

Huo Qingyi refused with a smile.

"I'm sorry, you see, our little sister doesn't like to live with you."

Yang Zi smiled awkwardly, but she resented Huo Chichi in her heart.

The little milk dumpling really doesn't know what to do, and he lives in a tent for half a night and freezes you to death.

But she said with a smile on her lips.

"It's okay, if you don't get used to it for half a night, come to us and leave you the door."

Damn, that's a very skillful way to say that.

What do you mean by staying in the door?

No wonder the southern arbor should be strictly guarded.