Feng Yin was preparing dinner, and Lan Tian leaned over with a bag of shrimp and opened his pocket.

"Live shrimp, but fresh, I bought it from a fishing boat outside."

Feng Yin glanced down and said approvingly, "How do you want to eat?" ”

"Braised prawns? I only know how to eat, I don't know how to do it. ”

The blue sky, which speaks the truth, waits for the command of the wind chant.

"It's quite fresh, so tender, just burn, you can urinate first, right?"

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he continued to deal with the dishes in his hand, cutting what should be cut, and chopping what should be chopped.

"Pee? Can you eat urine? ”

"You need to urinate, and it's not delicious if you don't urinate."

Feng Yin didn't feel any ambiguity in her words, and she continued to concentrate on the dishes, but she didn't see Lan Tian's tangled expression.

Lan Tian stared at a bag of shrimp and felt his lower abdomen.

"Will it be okay to wait? Not yet. ”

"What's not?"

Feng Yin finally tilted his head and saw Lan Tian's twisted and embarrassed expression and body language.

"Blue sky, I'm talking about urinating on the shrimp, not your urine in the shrimp."

Lan Tian's expression froze, and he pulled an embarrassed smile.

"I know, I know!"

After brushing it, Lan Tian ran away with the shrimp.

Feng Yin couldn't hold back the laughter at all.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Cheng Yanqiu ended today's shooting.

Feeling exhausted, the first thing he did when he came back was to lean on Feng Yin's body.

Feng Yin, who was sitting on the sofa in the RV, took the opportunity to let Cheng Yanqiu lie on her lap.

"Close your eyes."

"Hmm."

Cheng Yanqiu obediently closed his eyes and felt the fingers of the wind pressing on his head.

He hummed in comfort, and his body began to relax.

Sleepiness hit, and Cheng Yanqiu fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still dark.

He was still lying on Windmoan's lap.

"Your legs are numb, aren't you?"

Cheng Yanqiu immediately got up and subconsciously kneaded Feng Yin's legs.

"It's okay, you've only slept for half an hour."

"Half an hour? How I feel like I've slept for so long. ”

Cheng Yanqiu stretched his arms and moved his legs and feet, and his fatigue decreased a lot.

"I'm hungry, I've cooked porridge for you, and I'll eat less at night."

"Okay."

Feng Yin accompanied Cheng Yanqiu to have supper and dinner in the RV, and after the meal, they walked out of the crew hand in hand and walked towards the hotel along the path.

"You're leaving tomorrow, right?"

Feng Yin's hand was held by Cheng Yanqiu, and she turned her head sideways and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"Because you have something to do."

Feng Yin smiled and said praisefully: "You are right, I have a reason to work hard for it, and I am willing to do it." ”

Her gaze fell on Cheng Yanqiu's body, and Cheng Yanqiu asked with a slight perception: "What is it to do with me?" ”

"It's a shame."

Feng Yin gestured a little with his fingers, but Cheng Yanqiu said happily with surprise: "I have a loss so important!" ”

"Who's to say it's not, keep working hard, maybe you can make more than a loss."

"Yes!"

The two of them made jokes that others didn't understand, and walked into the dark alley.

"Cheng Yanqiu, are you sure this path is right?"

"That's what navigation says."

Feng Yin glanced at her phone and had no choice but to continue walking, but she thought of something: "Should I say it or not, this is really an excellent place for heroes to save beauty." ”

"Then ask the hero to protect me."

As soon as Cheng Yanqiu's words fell, four prophetic drunken men walked out of the corner in front of him.

Feng Yin glanced at it and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure it wasn't you who arranged it?" ”

Cheng Yanqiu shook his head and said, "It's really not me, I have self-knowledge." ”