The cold heavy rain shot randomly on the face

Author: The moon is hidden in the clouds

The cold heavy rain shot randomly on the face~

The director watched Wen Qing and Qi Mo sing together, and his face looked like a palette, and it was full of wonderful things, like a thorn in his throat.

"I won't participate, right? You young people are in good health, I'm here."

Wen Qing directly supported the director with one hand, and the director asked Wen Qing to carry it and leave. His feet were suspended in the air, three or four centimeters above the ground.

The director's face became even more embarrassing. His face turned pale. He turned his head in fear and stiffness, and said with a smile without a smile, "Wen Qing, you... are quite strong."

He weighs 180 kilograms, and Wen Qing takes him and leaves, it’s ridiculous!

Qi Mo looked at the director who was 1.6 meters away by Wen Qing, and he felt a little unwilling and sour inside.

I was not supported by Wen Qing, why should the director?!

Qi Mo pursed his lips, with a weak anger on his face, and came to the other side of the director and supported him.

If Wen Qing had just helped the director, it would have been a little effort, but for Qi Mo, 188 was like carrying a fat ball, without any effort.

In a few steps, the director was dragged into the rain.

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The director was poured by the rain. His already bald hair may appear thick with thick hair powder, but now he is poured by water and it turns out to be the original shape.

The black bun powder flowed down the top of the head, and the wrinkles on the forehead were infected by the black water. When I took a look at it from a distance, I felt like I had written a three-word on the forehead.

What's even more ridiculous is that the black bun powder flowed down from the piece of eyes, like black tears flowing. Wen Qing's director didn't know if he had personal emotions inside, but the shot was extremely clear.

The entire shot is full of the director's ridiculous big face.

[Look! There is a bald panda here~]

[Are you going to laugh to death and inherit my three melons and two dates?]

[If you don't understand, ask, is the director cosplaying? Cos Panda?!]

[I'll go! I'm so awesome! Wen Qing raised a ball with one hand! Qi Mo is even more outrageous, just like carrying a little chicken!]

[Hahahahahahaha deserves it! You should let you taste the taste of getting wet with rain! Let the guests come in the rain. You are really good at 2:30 in the morning. My Qiao Ran baby was originally sleeping poorly, so I was really convinced!!]

[Ahhhhhhh! What are you pulling? Bald Panda!]

[Hurry up, I'm looking for reasons to shirk it. Director, you're so unkind, you know that your task is a bit outrageous!]

[Bao, bah, bah, bah! Retreat! Qi Mo and Wen Qing are locked, Lu Yiming should not be involved, I will not jump to the prophet!]—

Wen Qing and Qi Mo were whizzingly, and the director had a thorough understanding of the cold wind and rain on his face.

"Wen Qing! Do you have it?"

The director was so angry that he was ready to curse. When he turned his eyes inadvertently, Qi Mo's ice-hardened eyes were straight, and his eyes were dull like a layer of mist, like a cold night sky with stars. When he looked at the director indifferently, he gave people a sense of oppression.

"What's there? Director, you're a little excited tonight. Are you a little confused about your mind?"

Qi Mo's words were also slightly cool and indifferent. It was obvious that it was normal to say something, but he said it like he was holding a knife on the head director's neck. If the answer could not satisfy Qi Mo, the consequences might not be something that the head director could bear.

"Yes, yes! My mind is not clear!"

Following the director's words, he swallowed the words he was ready to curse into his stomach.

Qi Mo gave the director a tactful expression.

He let go of the hand that was supporting the director, and looked at the greenhouse in front of him, with black tarpaulin on it, all rolled on the top of the greenhouse.

Qi Mo looked at it and found that his task should be to climb to the top of the greenhouse and put down the black tarpaulins.

Without saying a word, Qi Mo climbed up in a handsome and smooth posture in a few steps, and then bent down and pushed hard!

The black tarpaulin slid underneath like a yo-yo.

Qi Mo followed suit and moved a little to the side, putting down the black tarpaulin.

The support in the greenhouse is quite stable, so even if Qi Mo and Wen Qing go up together, they will not collapse.

Wen Qing and Qi Mo cooperated with each other and several greenhouses were built in more than ten minutes.

When Lu Yiming came here, Qi Mo and Wen Qing were both ready to finish the exam.

The director was shot by the camera and symbolically covered it.

【Ding ~ Mission judgment!】

[The director who originally wanted to reject it was dragged out by you and Qi Mo!]

[The heavy rain makes the director experience the heavy rain to the top~]

【Task judgment is successful, survival value +5, current survival value 25】

——

Lu Yiming walked in the rain with a black umbrella, his body emitting a sense of nobleness and arrogance from his hair.

He looked at the familiar figure shrouded in it by heavy rain, especially the weak body, which made Lu Yiming feel a little worried.

He directly held the umbrella above Wen Qing's head, "Wen Qing! Why are you so stupid!"

There was bitterness in his eyes. When Qin Yao came to call him, he saw that there was not a single person around Qin Yao, and he knew that no one was willing to go to such a chore.

Even Shi Yi, who is particularly gentle and understanding, is unwilling to give up his warm bed and run into the pouring rain.

But when he thought of Wen Qing's firm and cold eyes, he had thought that Wen Qing would come, and he thought that he could not let Wen Qing do the task alone in the early morning rainy night.

So he came.

Wen Qing stood under the rain, raised her head and saw the doting in Lu Yiming's eyes clearly with the cold and gentle moonlight.

That strong feeling made Wen Qing's eyes stunned.

"Lu Yiming, you have recognized the wrong person, I am not Shiyi."

"I admit my mistake, I'm here for you."

Lu Yiming replied firmly.

The bright moonlight poured in the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the lingering and doting eyes were burning, and the temperature seemed to burn people.

[Lu Yiming! Who are you flirting with?! I ask who are you flirting with?!]

[Wen Qing Lu Yiming is a big pig's hoof, don't trust him!]

[Get out, Lu Yiming, Qi Mo, don’t cover up, your family will be stolen by Lu Yiming!]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhh! It's crazy, did Lu Yiming sleepwalking at night!]

After Qi Mo cleaned up the mess, he turned his head and saw that Lu Yiming had almost the black umbrella that included Wen Qing in his range.

It was like Wen Qing and Lu Yiming looking at each other affectionately in the rain curtain.

Qi Mo was heartbroken by this scene, and his heart felt like a piece of himself was torn apart, and it hurts bloodily.

He didn't know whether he should have gone there, because he saw the doting and affection in Lu Yiming's eyes clearly.

This is what Wen Qing had always wanted before. Should he bother?
Chapter completed!