The tall woman walks freely with a medium-sized lockbox in her hand. This picture is eerie and terrifying no matter how you look at it.

Xin Bai glanced at the suitcase in Yan Zhixu's hand from the corner of his eye, and the smile on his face gradually increased a lot.

Not bad, it was a very correct choice for Yuan Qi to ask Yan Zhixu to record the show.

She always makes the ratings and traffic soar unexpectedly.

other people:"……"

This is laughing...

If it weren't for the assistant director's good looks, this smiling face looks like a wretched uncle.

A group of people followed Xin Bai on the path of the mountain village. The paddy fields next to him were full of green seedlings and waist-high corn seedlings.

Other fields are full of various side dishes, and the rustic pastoral style blows in.

Walking through the rough road, a group of people came to a small bungalow.

The yard of the bungalow is made of cement. It looks clean and in good condition.

The door is open.

Hearing the movement outside, Nan Yuanqi came out of the house. The weather in Jiangcheng was too hot. He was wearing short sleeves, a pair of loose shorts, and a pair of slippers.

His clothes are ordinary and easy-going, his exposed skin is wheatish and looks healthy, and the muscles on his arms are smooth.

Especially when she is still cutting her hair, the breath of male hormones bursts instantly.

"It came pretty fast."

Qin Chu found a stool and sat down, looking at the surrounding scenery with great interest, "Director, you chose a good place."

Hua Shiying also sat down and picked up a fan, looking around, "It's just a bit remote and too far from the city, so it's not convenient to buy daily necessities."

"Okay."

Yan Zhixu put Mo Shuan's lockbox aside, and after sitting down, took out a bottle of mint-flavored chewing gum from his backpack, poured out a few and stuffed them into his mouth.

"It's good to be remote."

Nan Yuanqi said, his eyes swept across Yan Zhixu, and he was relieved to see that he was safe and unharmed.

When the plane crashed today, he was connected to several bombarded phone calls at home.

The old man even said that if there was anything wrong with Asu, the little fox, he would be expelled from the house immediately and he would never be his son.

The old man, his mother, and the elder brother were bombarding him, and he would admit his fault, but even the little **** Nan Zelin dared to call and threaten him.

"The southern director of this place must have been carefully screened, I think it's pretty good."

Mo Shuan's face was unnaturally reddish, his eyes fell uncontrollably on Nan Yuanxi, and he could clearly hear the sound of swallowing saliva.

Nan Yuanqi's eyes turned to Mo Shuan, "Choose at random, and are you very hot or not suitable for the weather here? Your face is all red."

The eyes of the others looked over.

Where is the redness on this face? Tsk, Director Nan's eyes aren't very good in this regard, he can't even tell that this is blush.

Gee, incomprehensible.

Mo Shuan smiled awkwardly with a stiff back and followed his words, "Well, I really don't get used to it."

Nan Yuanqi, "Not suitable? Then you have to learn to work hard to adapt."

"...Well, um, I'll try my best to get used to it."

"It's not an effort, it's a must. If you can't adapt to it, it will affect the recording of the program."

"Good director, I know."

Seeing Mo Shuan's embarrassed appearance, the others smirked and looked away. Director Nan killed the chatter with just one sentence.

Yan Zhixu chewed the gum, with a trace of disgust in his eyes, "Tsk."

Note orphaned ah.