Master Lu, Madam, She Became Popular In the Entertainment Industry By Live Broadcasting

"Fu Huaizhi, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No."

"then you……"

"Go and plant the flag."

Pulling out the orange flag from the bag, Fu Huaizhi looked at Wen Yiru deeply, "Congratulations, you did it!"

The flag in his hand suddenly became hot.

Wen Yiru knew that Fu Huaizhi was not congratulating her on her successful summit.

If it weren't for the drone above her head, she knew that Fu Huaizhi would have said it more clearly: Wen Yiru, congratulations on your wish, you have proved your love for Fu Huaian, and I have seen it!

When he goes down from Wufeng Mountain, will he propose to break off the marriage?

My heart was sour and astringent, and there were countless things I wanted to say to him, but in the end I didn't say it.

Wen Yiru turned around and climbed to the top of the hill, put the orange flag and the other two flags together, and pressed the original stones on top.

There are only boulders on the top of the mountain, not a single tree.

Even if the sun is not too big, the skin is still hot.

Wen Yiru looked back at Fu Huaizhi, "Let's go down the mountain and find a place to set up a tent."

"it is good."

Without even looking back at her, Fu Huaizhi carried his backpack and walked down.

Biting her lip, Wen Yiru lifted her heels up.

After setting up the tent, at her insistence, she distributed the last compressed biscuit the size of a palm.

It was just dark, and the two got into the tent one after the other.

In the middle of the night, Wen Yiru felt something was wrong.

There was a distance of half a meter between the two, and they could feel the man's body emitting a steady stream of heat.

At first I thought it might be the difference in body surface temperature between men and women.

But after a while, Wen Yiru felt that something was wrong.

He took a heavy, shallow breath, and occasionally he could hear the sound of clenching his teeth.

Wen Yiruo got up and opened the zipper.

"Fu Huaizhi..."

As soon as her hand touched his arm, Wen Yiru stopped breathing for a while, then raised her hand to touch his forehead.

A man's body temperature is terrifyingly high.

There was a faint stench in the air.

"Fu Huaizhi, what's wrong with you, are you injured? Fu Huaizhi?"

Wen Yiru hurriedly took out the flashlight from her bag.

When the light came on, Fu Huai subconsciously frowned, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse, but his words were still comforting her, "I'm fine, you...don't worry!"

If people are still awake, that's fine.

Wen Yiru touched his forehead, touched his neck again, sniffed his nose, and suddenly lifted his T-shirt.

The lower abdomen is firm and flat.

But there are a few smudges.

When Wen Yiru was about to turn over his back, Fu Huaizhi grabbed his wrist.

The man opened his eyes suddenly, "Wen Yiru, are you sure you want to tease me at this time?"

"Let me see your back~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wen Yiru said a word, and Fu Huaizhi fell silent.

When he pulled down the T-shirt with a calm expression on his face, Wen Yiru grabbed the hem of the clothes tightly.

"Star Wen..."

The man was breathing heavily, but there was a wicked smile on his lips, just like the one he knew when he was in Paris, "If I appear in the camera tomorrow in tattered clothes, guess what the audience watching the live broadcast will think?"

I thought she would let go of his hand when he said that.

When Fu Huaizhi pulled down his clothes, he still didn't move.

Impatient emotion just rolled out of his eyes, and with a tick, a tear fell on the back of Fu Huaizhi's hand.

Fu Huai was stunned.

Wen Yiru has already taken his hand away, pulling his shoulder and turning it over.

"hiss……"

Unable to hold back the pain, Fu Huaizhi took a deep breath.

Wen Yiru saw the scene in front of her clearly, and was startled for a moment, her tears falling even more urgently.

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