Chapter 207

"Thank you."

Huang Yi shook her hand and didn't hold the spoon. She was afraid of Su Zhuxin.

With fear and guilty conscience, he staggered a few steps to his side and replied: "it doesn't matter. You're also for Xi Xi. After all, that kind of person is very selfish." it's right that Xi Xi doesn't like him.

She can't say the following words. It seems that saying one more word behind someone's back is vicious enough. She didn't know whether this kind of comfort was for Su Zhu or for herself to act as the foundation for doing bad things.

But Su Zhu took it all down: "you're right. He has been selfish and controlling since childhood. He only bullies Xi Xi to do what she doesn't like, and never considers what Xi Xi really likes."

Perhaps because Su Zhu entered the kitchen tent and didn't pull the door, the crisp and gentle male voice brought a slight chill, making Huang Yiru mang on his back.

The rest of the words met Su Zhu and couldn't help stirring the spoon of Lao Geng's cook, hoping that the porridge would be ready soon.

When the porridge was thick and filled with fragrance, Huang Yi put on her gloves and moved the pot down from the shelf. Pour it into the special porcelain bowl she carried for Nanxi, take out dried blueberries and strawberries from the bag and sprinkle them into the porridge.

Her family's little ancestor was so crafty that he didn't drink porridge at all.

When everything was done, he reached for the bowl and just touched it for another pair of slender hands.

Su Zhu went to the tent door, smiled back at her and said softly, "it's hard."

At that time, Huang Yi beat her heart for several times. As Nanxi said, the beautiful young man who came out of the cartoon smiled at you. It was really brainwashing and irresistible.

There is a voice that doesn't live in my heart: the face is born from the heart. It looks so clear and meaningful. How can it be a bad person.

Look at Zhang Yichen again. Well, in fact, she didn't dare to look at Zhang Yichen. Occasionally peeking at his side face, he felt lonely and cold and handsome, refusing people thousands of miles away. Where is her idol male god gentle, considerate and lovely~

Su Zhu brought the porridge to Nanxi and planned to feed it. Nanxi shook her head and said she was feeding. She had to stretch her neck all the time. There was something to lean on. There was nothing to back in the tent.

Su Zhu insisted. Without changing his mind, the right person handed over the bowl.

Nanxi blew hot air and drank half a bowl in ten minutes. Put the bowl at hand and say, "thank you. I'll drink the rest later."

As soon as I looked up and saw Huang Yi come in, I handed over the bowl, smiled and said, "Huang Ma, you drink. I left a lot of dried fruits for you."

Huang Yi's eyes brightened: "really?" she carried a total of four cans of dried fruits. She was not willing to eat one. She left it all to her little ancestors.

After taking the bowl, the round face collapsed: "there are five in total. You tell me a lot. Xi Xi doesn't pet powder at all, bang!"

Nanxi blinked her tears like a puppy, but the tears only revolved around her eyes and didn't flow out.

"Look what rice congee is, I drank the white porridge. The essence of dried fruit is left to you."

Huang Yi ate up the rest of the porridge in her bowl, and her mouth seemed to be really fruity.

"Little bamboo, what did you draw these two days?" Nanxi's mobile phone was charging. She was so bored that she glanced at the sketch book that Su Zhu held in her hand.

"You."

Su Zhu handed it over, Nan Xi took it and opened it. There were 12 sketches in it, two of which were painted last year, and the rest were painted on the location this time.

A few days ago, when people had nothing to do, they either watched the film or found a place to rest. Su Zhu is always painting. Each painting records all kinds of busy Nanxi in recent days.

Nanxi stared at the lifelike sketch and frowned.

Su Zhu was worried and asked softly, "isn't the painting good?"

"Don't draw bad details next time. It's ugly."

Nanxi pointed to herself in one of the paintings. There were several fallen leaves on her head. Maybe she was busy communicating with Feng Xiao about the plot and didn't pay attention to it. This scene made Su Zhu stay in the paper.

Su Zhu immediately took out a special rubber from his pocket and wiped off the fallen leaves, but he said, "I know, but in my eyes, Xi Xi is very beautiful. A few fallen leaves make Xi Xi closer to nature, like an elf in the forest."

For the good words like wiping honey, Nanxi was not useful at all. She turned her eyes and shook her head and said, "now many mobile phones and original cameras have beauty functions. We should keep pace with the times."

"OK, no problem." Su Zhu happily agreed.

Nanxi turned back a few pages and found that the painting was full of mud spots. She pricked and asked for trouble: "these re paintings, this dirty face, how ugly!"

"Well," said Su Zhu, bending his peach blossom eyes, and agreeing, "paint Xixi beautifully again."

Other people went to take pictures of crossing the river below the river. Yang Panpan was worried about Nanxi and stayed in his tent all the time.

Stunned, he asked Zhou Jie: "uncle, I heard wrong? Sister Xi used to annoy others most about her beauty. When I first met her, I thought she was because beauty in the entertainment industry is equal to a vase, so I annoyed others to mention it."

Zhou Jie coughed softly, pressed his hand and said, "women don't like having a good-looking face."

Nanxi agreed: "yes, that's right."

Yang Panpan isolated his remarks and was speechless about Nanxi's double label and Zhou Jie's dogleg.

Looking around to find a companion, seeing Huang Yi, he asked, "yellow duck, one year, but you told me to be careful. Don't mention sister Xi's appearance, especially don't praise her beauty. Right?"

Huang Yi stared at the sketch book. Nanxi's bright smile panicked, and a picture flashed through her mind. Zhang Yichen holds Nanxi to enter the tent and is stopped by Su Zhu.

He looked at Zhang Yichen coldly and said, "just give it to me."

Gao Qiufeng pushed Su Zhu away with one hand, and the sketch book sandwiched in his arm fell to the ground, just unfolding on the picture of Nanxi canxiao.

The man who was going to walk straight in paused and glanced at the drawing paper. Ruifeng's eyes overflowed with dangerous cold murderous gas.

Su Zhu picked up the quick copy with a smile and turned page by page in front of Zhang Yichen.

"Haven't you seen it? Xi Xi lets you cruelly deprive you of the right to choose life. Of course, she won't show her heartfelt smile in front of you."

The smile on the corner of his mouth was very warm, but the questioning voice was as cold as ice.

"Oh." Zhang Yichen raised his hand and pushed away the sketch book.

Su Zhu didn't hold it hard enough and let Zhang Yichen push it. The book slipped from his hand and fell into the mire.

Sewage soaked the beautiful woman in the painting, Zhang Yichen raised his feet, Silvano Lattanzi customized leather shoes and stepped on the sketch book into the tent.

"Draw more, because you can only make up for your spiritual shortcomings through painting. Real people can never belong to you."

Cruel and ruthless words, let Huang Yi lying in the sleeping bag quickly close her peeping eyes and pretend to sleep.

"What else can you bring to Xi besides destroying possession?" Su Zhu's angry voice approached and should enter the tent with Zhang Yichen.

Suddenly, he thought of something funny and said sarcastically, "Oh, yes, I forgot that the biggest piece of broken goods you brought to Xi Xi is a nominal marriage. Now I regret it and want to play a good husband. Later, your impression in Xi Xi's heart has long been set, and this generation can't change."

Huang Yi, who was in the Shura field, was sweating on her forehead. She was afraid that two men would quarrel and find her redundant. If she hears something terrible, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But she thought Su Zhu was usually gentle. She didn't expect to speak so badly for the sake of her beloved. Even if she can be heard by an outsider, the deep meaning in her words means that Nanxi will never fall in love with Zhang Yichen.

"Wrong word." Zhang Yichen only used four words to fight back Su Zhu's anger.

Su Zhu was surprised and heard that Zhang Yichen said, "Xi'er and I are famous and real."

Famous and real! Huang Yi was angry at Nanxi and didn't tell her such Confidential things! At the next moment, I couldn't help but quietly open a seam to see Su Zhu's expression.

Zhang Ruyu's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled and whispered, "it's impossible. You're talking nonsense."

"You can ask Xi'er yourself." Zhang Yichen's determined radian at the corner of his mouth is extremely crazy. "Also, keep your hypocrisy. Since you stole the paper for the first time in your childhood and sold Xi'er and me, you are doomed to live in the dark smelly water forever."

"Little Lord, the representative sent by Canada is waiting. We must go back before lunch." Gao Qiufeng turned the flat itinerary in his hand and reminded him.

"OK, let's go." Zhang Yichen tried the temperature on Nanxi's forehead with the back of his hand to confirm that it recovered as usual.

Bend over to help her tidy up the broken hair she doesn't like in her ear, and leave a kiss on her forehead.

"I know you're awake. I'll ask someone to help move her sleeping bag to the tent with a campfire. It's too cold here. When your guide comes back, let him deal with the situation encountered by Xia Xier. Make her some light food at noon and don't put heavy spices."

Leng Sheng's order made Huang Yi immediately open her eyes and sit up straight. She blurted out her promise: "OK, president Zhang."

"Don't pretend to be a good man. Do you think Xi'er will believe the way you deliberately came here?"

Zhang Yichen looked at Su Zhu quietly and left him with a smile. "You made a mistake. I didn't come here deliberately for Xi'er. I invested money for you. I just came to see if my money is increasing in efficiency."

Listen to this, don't talk about Su Zhu's anger. Huang Yi is dying of anger. Nanxi also taught her all day to find men and not to find people who pay too much attention to reality. Feelings are persuading her out of her own blood and tears history. No wonder her resistance to Ren Feixia is strong. Alas, her little ancestors are so poor.

Su Zhu, facing the tall background of the leaving man, said: "Do you think I care about Nanxi's innocence? No, you're wrong. You're the only one who cares. For you, from childhood to childhood, Xixi is just a perfect object. She must remain perfect before she deserves to stay with you. You won't last long, because no one will be perfect forever. For me, anything about Xixi is precious enough, including imperfection. I'll tell you your original words Convey it to Xi Xi intact, so that she can see your nature thoroughly. "

"No, you won't say I've been here. Just like the time you wiped my name from the paper, anything that can show my good to Xi'er, you wish it never happened."

Zhang Yichen left this sentence that Huang Yi didn't understand and left, and she saw an incomprehensible look on Su Zhu's face at the same time.

She thought Su Zhu would be like her, with a look of low anger, but her clean face was full of helpless look.

When he noticed her sight, he dodged first, then pulled her out of the tent, looked for a deserted corner, and asked, "can you not tell Xi Xi what happened just now?"

Looking at Su Zhu's cautious look, Huang Yi seemed to see herself and was afraid to leave a trace of bad in front of Jin Bing.

Nodding painfully, she found another problem: "let's not say, will Zhang Yichen say?"

Su Zhu calmly rejected: "his arrogance and arrogance make him not take the initiative to say. If Xi Xi determines something, he is more lazy to defend."

Huang Yi's "Er" voice was silent. Originally, she was very angry that Zhang Yichen spoke too arrogantly and called them all as donkeys. But after su Zhu explained, she felt like a liar and accomplice who did bad things.

Because he promised, he sympathized with Su Zhu more than Zhang Yichen, so he had to carry out the promise to the end.

Huang Yi's thoughts made Yang Panpan push two and call her back. Yang Panpan pulled her ear and shouted, "come back! Did the dirty things that tossed sister Xi run on you this morning?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yang Panpan patted her head impatiently: "the yellow duck returns to the soul, the yellow duck returns to the soul."

Huang Yi showed a silly smile to Nanxi to hide his running God. Somehow, she felt that Su Zhu seemed to be aware of the contradiction in her thought, and her eyes with a gentle smile were terrible.

Later, Su Zhu deliberately prohibited her from being alone with Nanxi and stayed next to Nanxi all the time. Huang Yi had no choice but to leave the tent and find an open place to catch her breath. It was too depressing.

"Huang Yi."

The call behind Huang Yi was so frightened that she slowly turned her stiff neck: "what's the matter?"

"If you want to tell Xi Xi the truth, tell me. It doesn't matter to me. Don't be difficult for yourself because of me."

Looking at her peach blossom eyes fragile, but saying such intimate words, Huang Yi felt that her previous contradiction was inexplicable. It must be the servility squeezed by Zhang Yichen. Nanxi has already shown that she hates Zhang Yichen. She should stand on Su Zhu's side without hesitation. As for the words they said that they didn't understand, what papers, she didn't experience it. Zhang Yichen must be confusing the public.

Yes, she should protect her little ancestor and her happiness.

Determined, clenched his fist and encouraged: "Su Zhu, I won't tell Xi Xi, you have to work hard."

Su Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely promised: "well, thank you. I used to be alone. Now with your support, I will try to pull Xi Xi out of his claws and take good care of Xi Xi."

"Well, I'll help you achieve your goal."

The two reached a consensus. Huang Yi returned to the tent. She sat next to Nanxi and looked back several times to make sure that Su Zhu didn't follow this time.

Huang Yi picked up the fruit knife and peeled the apple for Nanxi. She seemed to inadvertently ask, "Xixi, have you had a relationship with President Zhang?"

"Yes." Nanxi answered softly, very naturally.

"What's the reason for that?" Huang Yi peeled his Kwai.

"We are husband and wife. It's normal to have a relationship, and the old man wants grandchildren." Nanxi wondered, "what's the matter?"

"But you used to hate being close to him."