Chapter 340 You Have to Help Me with My Backpack

Then she took a piece of clothing to cover herself and prepared to rest for a while. Of course, Yan Huan's movements were also captured by the photographer.

When Su Muran took out the mirror to touch up her makeup, when she saw her face, her hands shook in fright, and the mirror fell to the ground with a bang. Although there was not much sound, it was It shook her heart.

She lowered her head and the mirror shattered.

All the fragments reflected her ugly and terrifying face. Her makeup was all gone, and her heart was completely cold. Fortunately, it was not photographed, otherwise, she would still be How to meet people? For a public figure like her, she cannot make any mistakes.

She originally wanted to touch up her makeup, but then she thought about how she would have to rush and sweat for a while. There was really no way to touch up her makeup, so she could only apply it on her face bit by bit. After wiping it clean, she was suddenly three-thirds less colorful without makeup than when she was wearing makeup.

Although she was born well and was naturally beautiful, her facial features also had some shortcomings, and these shortcomings needed cosmetics to replace them. Without cosmetics, although she was not a passerby, she was not stunning.

On the contrary, it was Yan Huan. At this time, her hair was draped casually, and she was resting against a tree. Her fair face was almost flawless, her complexion was excellent, pink and translucent, her eyelashes were extremely long, and her eyebrows were It's naturally very well made, very thick, but very delicate. Her lip color is lighter, but her skin is better.

Su Muran had the urge to scratch Yan Huan's face. She had to fight for everything, even the New Year's Eve. If the Ye family hadn't protected her, Yan Huan would have died many times. .

Grandpa originally said that this time the Su family would eat up the Ye family, and without the Ye family, she wanted to see what kind of ability this Yan Huan had, and how he could avoid being beaten to death from the palm of her hand.

But no one expected that the Ye family would actually make a comeback, and that the family affairs in the future would not be out of control.

The Su family lost this opportunity to move to the Ye family, and it is almost impossible to do it again in the future.

As for Huan, she is still unable to move.

Thinking of this, Su Muran pinched off the withered grass on the ground hard, and pulled it hard, her teeth seemed to be biting something, and the name "Yan Huan" was fixed in a pair of resentful eyes.

Yan Huan opened his eyes and suddenly looked towards Su Muran.

Before Su Muran could retract the twist on her face, Yan Huan caught her. Yan Huan was not surprised at all. She curved her red lips, and that smile once again hurt Su Muran's heart.

Su Mumu, this is just the beginning. In this life, we will see each other until we die.

She closed her eyes again and breathed softly. The air in the mountains was very fresh. If it was treated as a trip, it would actually be a rare opportunity. Of course, this was also a challenge, a challenge she wanted to complete.

"Okay, we're going to leave." As soon as the director said, Yan Huan opened her eyes. In fact, she was not asleep. She seemed to be asleep and not awake. Although she was tired, she was not familiar with this place. There is still an extra layer of vigilance in this place.

"Thank you," Fang Ying folded Yan Huan's blanket and gave it back to Yan Huan. After a good sleep, she felt much more comfortable.

"You're welcome," Yan Huan took his blanket and stuffed it into his bag, then put the bag on his back. Su Muran finally stopped wearing makeup. Sometimes wearing makeup would be uglier than not wearing makeup.

It's like this, a fool puts on makeup, and you can wash your face with all the sweat.

"Is it heavy? Do you want me to help?"

Zhou Zhezhe walked to Yan Huan's side and asked her.

Yan Huan touched her shoulder, "It's okay, it's not heavy. I'll do it myself." Then she glanced at Fang Ying, who was walking listlessly beside her.

"Please help Fang Ying, I think she can hardly walk anymore."

Fang Ying was so tired that she wanted to vomit. The bag on her body was getting heavier and heavier. She obviously drank less water and ate less food, but she just felt that the bag was getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, there was a light sensation on her body. When she looked up, she saw that Zhou Zizhe had taken her bag and put it on his shoulder.

Fang Ying's tears were shining as she whispered thank you.

Zhou Zizhe smiled at her and said, "Let's go, don't waste time, we can rest when we get to the front."

"Okay," Fang Ying originally didn't have much strength, but at this moment, it was as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and even his steps became much lighter.

Su Muran touched her bag and felt an uncomfortable feeling in her chest. She glanced at Song Xihua, and it was clearly written on his face.

You need to help me with my backpack.

Song Xihua walked past her.

You have to help me carry my backpack. Su Muran stared at Song Xihua with eyes full of fruit.

You need to help me with my backpack.

Song Xihua continued to walk his own path.

"Song Xihua, are you a man?"

Su Muran's chest swelled with anger, and she roared directly behind Song Xihua.

Song Xihua stopped and then turned around.

"I'm not a man, are you?"

Su Muran was about to yell back, but Song Xihua lowered the brim of his hat and continued walking forward.

Yan Huan put his bag on his back and followed the large army.

Su Muran's chest ached with anger. She clenched her hands at her sides and followed her.

Yan Huan thought that Su Muran wouldn't be able to hold on for long, but it was indeed beyond her expectation. Su Muran was indeed ruthless. She was not an ordinary rich girl. She could be ruthless to others, and she could also be ruthless to herself.

After nightfall, several people were a little unbearable. Even Yan Huan felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and the bags on his back were getting heavier and heavier. Among them, the easiest person was probably Fang Ying, after all, Zhou Zizhe has been trained, so asking him to carry two bags is nothing.

Finally, the director said it was time to rest. In fact, it was not just them, but the director and the others were also suffering along with him.

No one is tired or tired, and can still entertain themselves. This is the case with this kind of show. If you are sure you can participate, then you must persist. If you can't persist, quitting in the middle will only be more embarrassing, otherwise Either don’t be embarrassed, or don’t come, or don’t come, don’t quit. This is a wilderness survival show.

Yan Huan took out everything from his bag. Each of them had a tent. You can use yours or someone else's.

"Yan Huan, can I come with you? I'm scared," Fang Ying looked around. She was originally going to set up her own tent, but in the end she didn't move. Instead, she pulled Yan Huan's sleeves and whispered Said.