Chapter 209

In the face of Huang Yi, who doesn't eat hard and soft, Yang Panpan silently turns over her eyes and throws her hand at Nanxi, saying that she has no intention to die.

Nanxi took down her gift bag from Yang Panpan's shoulder. Her arm was so heavy that she frowned and asked, "what are you pretending to be?"

Yang Panpan laughed forthrightly and half zipped open to reveal the strange stones inside.

"Lao Yang likes to collect stones. There are a lot of yellow river stones and Yuhua stones at home. I think these stones are unique. It's difficult to go back empty handed during the festival. I want to give Lao Yang some happiness."

Nanxi put her arm sour and put it on the table with an exclamation: "etiquette is important and friendship is important. Lao Yang doesn't lose a girl like you."

Yang Panpan learned Zhou Jie's standard action, raised his bangs and threw a flying eye: "yes."

Nanxi pointed to the bag on the table and said to Huang Yi, "lift it together. My legs are soft and the little panda will help me go."

Yang Panpan tightened his sneering mouth and secretly gave Nanxi a thumbs up.

Huang Yi carried Gao Nanxi's luggage in her left hand and tried to carry the heavy bag on the table in her right hand. She mentioned that half of it was put back in place.

When Nanxi and Yang Panpan thought she was going to give up, they saw that she emptied her backpack and transferred all the stones in Yang Panpan's bag into the backpack.

Then he put his shoulder on his back and didn't even find an excuse for the bodyguard to help share some. He looked at them proudly and asked, "can you go?"

Yang Panpan and Nan Xi looked at each other and nodded one after another.

Yang Panpan followed Huang Yi step by step and finally added tentatively, "Huang Ya, we have to hurry. Can you keep up?"

Huang Yi took the lower strap up smoothly and raised her head. "Don't worry, Xi Xi knows that I won the 2000 meter long-distance race in primary school."

Yang Panpan pretends to help Nan Xi. I have to say that he underestimates endurance players. Fat is still useful at the critical moment.

The three men went out of the tent. Zhou Jie came up and handed Nanxi a piece of paper: "Mr. Nan, you go back to the devil and find him. When you come, take him with you."

Nanxi attached herself to Yang Panpan's arms, weakly took the note and took it to his eyes.

There are two lines on the note, name: Lu Qing, Tel: 178987xxxxxx 1.

Nanxi turned her confused eyes to Zhou Jie, who explained, "he is a Guoman illustrator."

Hearing this, Nanxi was more puzzled: "if you want special effects or scene modeling, let Hou Duming or Xu Kun come here. You don't have to find foreign aid."

Zhou Jie narrowed his little mung bean's eyes and said with a smile: "it's strange that I didn't make it clear. We didn't want him to come over to draw scenes or original words. He likes to study Chinese Taoist culture very much and is very familiar with some magic fingerprints such as the nine character mantra. I think he just raised weapons and played a few moves without special effects and martial arts films. He can barely see them with special effects, but he always seems to lack details."

Nanxi glanced at the note again thoughtfully and collected it in the depths of her pocket.

He looked up at Zhou Jie and asked, "did Shifu arrange for you to find someone?"

Zhou Jie said, "Mr. Nan, you shouldn't take me as an assistant director as a dish. Lu Qing is my friend. I suggest you find him to guide the casting gestures and fingerprints."

Then, in Nanxi's calm eyes, he showed some timidity and added: "don't worry, old Chen and I have applied, and he agrees."

Nanxi also gasped in displeasure, patted Zhou Jie on the shoulder and said in earnest: "just a little director Fan, it would be perfect without adding the following words."

Zhou Jie was stunned, then he hooked his small eyes, showed his thief Xi's small eyes, and sang knowingly: "well, thank you for your advice."

The three greasy girlfriends are full and save dinner time.

The passage was smooth at dawn. After walking for about three hours, Nanxi saw that Huang Yi was panting and promised to be brave, so he asked Yang Panpan to carry his stone back.

It was dark. They reached the bottom of the valley and began to climb the mountain. Xiaoorange was informed before departure and asked him to arrange a car to wait at the junction.

The mountain road led by Wang Xile can't be called a road. It may be only he and his ABA. There is no ground to get off. Fortunately, several people are wearing outdoor sportswear, otherwise there is no good skin on their feet, arms and hands. There are many insects and the grass stabs people. It can be imagined how hard it is to let our black belt players give up half of the stones.

The three girlfriends can barely follow Wang Xile without falling behind. However, from Wang Xile's dislike and a little impatient, we can see that they can be called drag oil bottles. If he didn't take them, he would get home early and have a rest.

Lying halfway up the mountain, Wang Xile said, "through there, we can reach the highway."

The three girlfriends cooperated to light up what Wang Xile said, but the light just hit shook in varying degrees.

The last section of the road in front of her was a straight line. Huang Yi's legs softened involuntarily and grabbed Yang Panpan's arm.

Asked Wang Xile uncertainly, "do we have to rely on those Parthenocissus as the only protective measure?"

Wang Xile grabbed a few ivy vines at hand, pulled them down hard, and said, "they are all decades old plants. Their roots are very deep. You can use them."

Nanxi took the bag from the numb Huang Yi, took out the mountaineering pick and handed the bag to the bodyguard. I understand why Wang Xile repeatedly stressed that they should take mountaineering picks, but he didn't mention the mountaineering rope.

Brother bodyguard put his shoulder on his back and tighten his shoulder strap.

Wang Xile used his dagger as a point of strength. He inserted one hand into the stone crack and grabbed the ivy vine with the other hand, so as to step up and step on the next stone.

The demonstration went up a few meters and shouted to the three girlfriends below: "follow up."

Nanxi has taken outdoor films. In addition, she was familiar with rock climbing when she was a child in school physical training. It is not a problem for her. Yang Panpan is nothing to say, and she feels that the upward track based on proportion is much easier than wasting her legs alone.

Brother bodyguard explored the way to find a better place to settle down. They followed one after another. They climbed more than half and stopped on a stone that could be sideways. Looking back, I found that Huang Yi didn't keep up and stood in situ in a daze.

Yang Panpan motioned to Huang Yi several times without a word, and all received the other party's response of shaking his head.

He had to shout down, "Huang Ma, come up. It's much safer here than the first day of Huashan. You're only climbing up. You're not afraid."

Huang Yi stood still.

Wang Xile was a little worried and shouted impatiently, "why don't you go back the same way while our footprints are obvious."

As soon as he planned to give up his teammates, Yang Panpan hurriedly patted Nanxi's arm, suggesting that she should find a way. Yu xinunbearable is the second. It's mainly at the bottom of the valley at night. Who knows what animals haunt. It's too unsafe.

Nanxi first smiled at Wang Xile's Yan, "I'm really sorry. Please wait a minute."

Wang Xile glanced at them and stretched out his hand for five.

Nanxi nodded and agreed: "OK, I'll persuade her to come up in five minutes. It's a waste of your time."

Wang Xile looked ugly. Don't turn your head. Nanxi made a mistake. It should be made clear that "he only has to wait five minutes, and Huang Yi must come to them.".

In Nanxi's beautiful smile, he gave up the idea of wasting time arguing, and only urged: "hurry up."

"OK." Nanxi answered and shouted to Huang Yi below, "Huang Ma, I agree with Xile. Go back and try Ren Feixia's sincerity. If his family can't tolerate at least another time, let's draw a line with him as soon as possible."

Yang Panpan used a flashlight to light up, looked at the movement below, lowered his voice and asked, "sister Xi, can it work well?"

Nanxi nodded that there was no problem, but Yang Panpan was worried. She's afraid that if Huang Yi's brain axis goes back obediently, she must have someone to accompany her. Nanxi has serious things to do. Wang Xile won't care about their bad things. She's the only one left to clean up the mess.

In order to avoid tragedy, Yang Panpan turned back and stood next to Huang Yi, intending to politely ask Huang Yi what she thought. If she says she wants to go back the same way, Yang Panpan will put it on her too.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yi tied her hair with a rubber band, inserted a mountaineering pick and moved up a little. She climbed very slowly, but at least she was moving.

After 40 minutes of hard work, Yang Panpan escorted Huang Yi to the highway and boarded the bus.

Nanxi has leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes. Judging from their posture of stretching out her tongue and panting, Nanxi's leisurely and clean appearance proves that it has been more than 20 minutes at least.

Yang Panpan doesn't feel tired. It's better to come up than to turn back. That's really tiring. Moreover, nothing has been done. He just takes the wrong road.

After the car passed Wang Xile's house and put him down, it didn't stop all the way to the airport.

On the bus, Nanxi received a reply from Zhang Yichen: since I have said hello, don't toss and run.

But an hour earlier, Nanxi was afraid that before climbing the mountain, she might really go back. She was too tired. But she has worked hard to get on the bus. How can she go back and dream.

The hardships she has suffered tonight must be doubled back to Zhang Yichen. At that time, she must let the elders scold and annoy him.

Press the word back: originally, Yichen doesn't want me.

Zhang Yichen: I think all the time.

Nanxi spits out her tongue towards the mobile phone screen, ghost letter, and the reply is still pitiful: doesn't brother Yichen want to see me? There's still something that prevents you from coming back for the holiday.

Even if Zhang Yichen was innocent, as long as his reply did not arrive, she took out the chat records to show the elders. It was all strong evidence that he was looking for an excuse to perfunctory her.

Waiting with a happy mood, he arrived at the airport and still didn't receive a reply. With Zhang Yichen's cautious nature, Nanxi hung him afraid to return. He knew that returning was equivalent to leaving evidence and tongue to her, so that she could gossip.

Sometimes she wondered if Zhang Yichen could not find anything else to challenge? So I will fall in love with her who likes to toss him.

On the plane, the stewardess helped her pull down the light shield and gently reminded her: "Hello, the plane will take off immediately. Please turn off your mobile phone for the time being. When the flight is stable, we will open the first-class private network."

"OK, thanks." Nanxi turned off her cell phone.

Huang Yi helped her cover the blanket. She closed her apricot eyes and could sleep for nearly three hours.

Huang Yi especially admired Nanxi's ability to sleep in seconds. She got off the plane, got on the bus and let the wind blow back and forth. Huang Yi and Yang Panpan woke up early.

Look at her little ancestor, get in the car and continue to sleep.

Xiao Li passed Yang Panpan's house, stopped to help her remove her luggage and sent Huang Yi to the water bank.

Huang Yi looked at the watch on the car. It was almost three o'clock in the middle of the night. She kindly asked Nanxi, "Ren Feixia is not at home and goes back to the dormitory. You can go back with me in the middle of the night. Don't disturb the old. Go back to yunshang during the day."

Nanxi slept stunned and answered casually, "no, there's no one at home."

Huang Yi got out of the car vaguely. Is there no one in the cloud? Did Nanjia and old Zhang go out for a trip? Like Nanxi, they didn't get home until 15.

Instead of shaking your head, you'd better worry about yourself first.

Xiao Li rubbed his sour eyes and asked, "sister, do you go back to yunshang?"

Nanxi closed her eyes and said, "go back to Sheshan garden." consciousness entered the dream again.

This sleep was particularly refreshing. It was noon when I opened my eyes. Someone took her out of the car into the house and put her on the master bedroom bed.

He got up, stretched, rubbed his eyes, and was stunned to find that he had changed into a clean pajama.

If you just send her back, maybe the bodyguard brother, but changed his clothes! The bodyguard elder brother can't do such cross-border things. Is it the maid who helps?

Pick out the new A-shaped water blue knitted skirt of do in spring and summer, match it with Xiaoxiang's bright yellow coat, and bring pink diamond earrings and matching necklaces.

She went downstairs and entered the restaurant. Her favorite strawberry egg tart and orange water were on the table.

Fill your stomach and ask housekeeper Zhong about her special arrangement to take care of her little maid. It seems that her name is Xiaoying.

"Who sent me into the house yesterday? Did you help me change my clothes?"

The little maid who helped her refill the glass shook her mind and her face was covered with a strange crimson.

Nanxi looked puzzled and asked, "what's the matter? Isn't it you?"

The bell housekeeper, who was directing the gardener to trim the garden outside the glass door, coughed twice. The little maid stood straight and said respectfully, "madam, of course your bodyguard sent you back. I changed your clothes for you after that. I just remembered your beautiful figure and couldn't help admiring you."

Nanxi stared at the little maid with disbelief for a few seconds, but she couldn't see the little maid's eyes and expression. The other party always hung her head and carefully helped her press the orange water.

She can't interrupt others' work in order to observe the credibility of each other's speech.

Mainly, there is no other possibility except this possibility.

Nanxi tangled for a meeting, dialed the video for nanmu, and specially chose the landmark garden of Sheshan garden to enter the mirror together.

The sharp eyed nanmu knew where she was. She was surprised and asked, "my daughter is back?"

Nanxi nodded skillfully: "I must come back to accompany you for the festival."

"What about Yichen?" nanmu didn't live up to her expectations. Sure enough, she asked her son-in-law in the second sentence.

Seeing Nanxi's mother's suit, Nanxi turned uncomfortable and youyou said, "he has something over there. Let me come back by myself. Maybe I'll come back immediately after handling it."

Then he added, "don't worry about him. He has his own arrangements."