After Our Divorce, I Still Wore Your Jacket

Chapter 10

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It's actually autumn now, and it's a little cold in Inner Mongolia, but the grass on the grassland is still green. I didn't forget to bring my camera this time.

He has always liked grasslands, the boundless and open green that makes the soul free. He also likes the simple and simple life here, the sheep walk slowly and leisurely, with the unique smell of sheep. Yuan Ye faced the camera with a mild smile: "I told Mr. Fang before that when we get older, we will come to the grassland to retire and eat meat and drink to watch the sunset every day."

Lin Tian walked past him and answered with a smile, "What did Teacher Fang say?"

Yuan Ye glanced at Fang Shaoyi, who was not far behind, and said with a smile, "Mr. Fang said that he can live with me here, but he can't drink and eat meat with me every day. Teacher Fang's idol is a heavy burden, and he can't let himself become an idol. Fat old man."

Lin Tian said, "I can't do it if I do. It's the trend of life to grow old slowly, but you still have to be beautiful when you get old!"

Yuan Ye nodded, put his hands in the pockets of his coat, took a breath and said, "Well, Mr. Fang will also be handsome from childhood to old age."

Fang Shao walked over and said, "I remember last time you said I was old?"

"No, nothing." Yuan Ye patted his arm and said with a smile, "You are handsome and young."

Fang Shaoyi's words last night prevented Yuan Ye Bansu from falling asleep. If he couldn't take it, he didn't need to take it. It's boring to talk between the two of them, and until now, it's meaningless to say anything, and it's boring to talk too much.

Today, with the camera in front of and behind the camera, the inexplicable embarrassment and Shen Ning between the two have finally disappeared, and speaking in front of the camera can be more natural. At noon, they had a Mongolian meal, which was almost all meat. Yuan Ye only remembered that the bowl of yogurt was delicious. At the whole table, only Yuan Ye and Chen Wei, the wealthy husband, ate a lot. Every time someone else talked, they would eat more.

Fang Shaoyi later gave Yuan Ye his own bowl of yogurt, and Yuan Ye turned his head and asked him in a low voice, "Uncomfortable? Why don't you eat?"

Fang Shaoyi pressed his ear and said, "It's too tired, I have no appetite."

He still had a severe cold, and the air that hit Yuan Ye's ears when he spoke was hot. Such small gestures in the crowd were extremely intimate, and Yuan Yexin was heated up by Fang Shaoyi's breath.

Yuan Ye pushed the yogurt towards him: "Drink this, it's delicious."

Fang Shaoyi shook his head, not wanting to drink.

So Yuan Ye drank the bowl, wiped his mouth, and quietly left the table.

He didn't come back after about twenty minutes. Before he came back, he thought that the others had to finish their food. Who knew they were so grumpy, and it took forty minutes for lunch to finish. Yuan Ye opened the curtain and had already entered, and it was not easy to turn out again. Lin Tian asked him, "Why did Brother Ye go?"

Yuan Ye sat back to himself and said, "Mr. Fang can't eat so much meat. The director asked him to lose weight. I'll cook him a bowl of noodles."

He didn't talk about Fang Shaoyi's cold. He would definitely write an article when he finished editing. Now all these people around him have to ask. Usually, he may ask just one sentence, and he has to remember it all the time in front of the camera. Ask for warmth, take care of you everywhere. He didn't like that, and he knew Fang Shaoyi didn't like it even more. Fang Shaoyi never said that whether he was injured or sick, he didn't like to be paid too much attention.

The photography teacher wanted to take a close-up of the bowl of noodles, but Yuan Ye covered it with a smile and refused to take pictures: "Don't take pictures of my bad craftsmanship, and he can eat the noodles I cook."

Yuan Ye pushed the bowl over, Fang Shao had been looking at his face since he came in, and he is still looking at it now. Yuan Ye whispered to him, "Just put some diced meat, eat it."

Fang Shao lowered his eyes and lowered his voice, "Thank you."

Yuan Ye was stunned for a moment, then laughed with a snort, shook his head and said, "What did you tell me."

After dinner, they went back to their tents to rest. Fang Shao went back to sleep, but Yuan Ye did not return, so he borrowed a horse from the locals.

The little director didn't dare to let him ride away by himself. If something happened to him, she couldn't take the responsibility. Yuan Ye repeatedly promised not to fall, and wrote a disclaimer to her, then waved his hand and left. After a while, the photography couldn't keep up. Yuan Ye said to them, "I'll be back in half an hour. Don't shoot this part, and I'll just go to sleep."

How could Yuan Ye fall on horseback? He has been playing with horses since he was a child. When he was young, there were so many cars on the streets. At that time, his grandparents had to drive a horse-drawn carriage to go to the county. His grandfather drove the horse-drawn carriage behind him, and Yuan Ye sat on the saddle. , majestic and arrogant. Yuan Ye touched the horse's neck and said to it, "Your Majesty, take me for a run?"

The horse flicked its tail, and its beautiful big eyes did not blink.

Yuan Ye said again, "Let's run around and blow the air."

He held the reins in one hand and dangled at his side at will, and the whip in the other. He was riding a big red horse, the speed increased a little bit, and finally he was completely released and galloped on the grassland.

Yuan Ye looked at the sky with a smile, then closed his eyes and felt the wind blowing on his face. This is his nature, he yearns for these things, likes them. Those obscure thoughts in his heart were blown away by the wind so much that he and the horse were both crazy enough to ride back with a little smile on their faces.

Fang Shaoyi was standing in front of the tent and talking with the little director, Yuan Ye pulled the reins to speed up, and walked slowly towards them. Fang Shaoyi said to the director, "Look, I said he'll be fine, let him play whatever he wants, let him go, he knows what he wants."

The little director didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Fang, don't you dare, we don't dare, is there really any situation where the leader can't kill me?"

Yuan Ye was still roaming on his horse, Fang Shaoyi looked at him, and his eyes were filled with a distant soft light. He shook his head: "Why don't you think about it, even if I can rest assured, what else can others worry about?"

The little director didn't understand at first, then smiled and said, "Yes, you are the one who understands the most."

The more she thought about it, the more she regretted it after letting Yuan Ye go. She shouldn't have let him ride out on his own. It's easy to say anything if there's nothing wrong. She's the first to be held accountable if something goes wrong. It's a big deal if you break a piece of skin. Later, I couldn't sit still, so I went to Fang Shaoyi and asked if I could call Teacher Yuan back. Fang Shaoyi calmed down, reassuring her. In fact, thinking about it now, the master didn't blink, and no one would be able to worry about it. Fang Shaoyi didn't worry about it, so there shouldn't be any need to worry.

Yuan Ye sat on the horse, looked down at them high, and asked, "Did you speak ill of me again?"

The little director stuck out his tongue: "I'm afraid you won't be able to come back after running away. I'm too worried."

Yuan Ye smiled, touched the horse's neck again, and said, "The horses here were originally raised and ridden by the owner, and they are very obedient. The horses we raised in the past were much more difficult to handle. Ask Mr. Fang, I have trained the horses. how long."

Fang Shaoyi said, "Yeah." He also touched the mane of the horse in Yuan Ye, and scratched lightly with the back of his hand, saying, "My horses are always very disobedient."

Yuan Ye glanced at him, then pursed his lips and jumped off the horse. He took the horse and sent it back to others, and the little director said to him, "I'm going to start recording Teacher Yuan! Don't run away!"

Yuan Ye led the horse, didn't look back, just raised his hand and waved it gently.

The show that afternoon was too full of slots. Although Yuan Ye was speechless, the show had to be recorded well. It's the same thing. After receiving the money, try to record it as well as possible.

The program team asked a group of them to wear sterile clothes, disinfected from head to toe, and then entered the cattle farm. After visiting back and forth, the key point finally came. Each group had to pick their own cows. Whoever milked more milk within the specified time could live in an air-conditioned tent. Just a deluxe room with a bath and air conditioning.

This is really a blind spot for wild knowledge, and it is no longer a wild monkey territory. Although his grandfather's family also raised cows when he was a child, they were not cows. He never milked.

The two girls were just complimenting the beauty and the cuteness. The other group, Chi Xing and Cheng Xun, were quite similar, and they were trying to figure out which one to pick.

Yuan Ye and Fang Shaoyi said, "Brother, you stand, you are the actor, you can't collapse when you put on the air of being an actor."

He turned back to the camera and said, "Come on, record me."

Yuan Ye pouted and bent over to study, which one looked bigger, which one seemed to have more milk, and which one had a good temper and could squeeze out more.

"This one looks too thin, and it doesn't seem to work very well at first glance..." Yuan Ye has been bending over and his face is congested, his nose is stuffy, and his voice is dull: "I am so reliant on a gentleman in his thirties, I'm laying down here and studying this, huh? Is it appropriate?"

Chi Xing next to him couldn't be more happy and said to him, "Brother Yuan Ye, have you picked it up yet?"

Yuan Ye glanced at him: "What?"

Chi Xing said: "I think you are the most serious. Do you have a choice? When you have finished picking, we will ask you to choose the one."

Yuan Ye laughed and said to him, "You are quite easy."

This show is intended to spoof them, deliberately to record like this. After the cows are picked, they have to be prepared, and they have to disinfect and wipe the key parts of the family, and then give them a massage. Followed by the technical guidance, telling you how hard, how to knead, and what direction.

They all kneaded the technical guidance and taught them on the spot, telling them where to squat and how hard their hands should be. Yuan Ye squatted on the side of the cows, grabbed one of them, and milked the milk according to the movements and strength instructed by the technician: "I broke you guys today, so you can fuck me."

Fang Shaoyi squatted on the other side, he didn't work hard, just looked at Yuan Ye and smiled. Yuan Ye murmured while squeezing and didn't know what to say. This scene was so joyful that the little director was so happy to cover his mouth all the time.

"Yes, just laugh. I'll come to you to see when I can squeeze out a bucket. I'll see if you're still smiling when you're cold at night." Yuan Ye glanced at Fang Shao and said.

Fang Shaoyi still laughed, Yuan Ye had never seen him smile like that before when he saw him this time. Yuan Ye said: "Okay, you can laugh, I'll come, as long as you are happy."

The movements of Yuan Ye's hands loosened, tightened, and moved up and down, and the white milk dipped on Yuan Ye's slender and beautiful fingers. Fang Shao looked at his hand, and his eyes gradually deepened with a smile.

Yuan Ye glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled up in a slanted arc, and he chuckled lightly.

At an angle that the camera can't capture, Yuan Ye's thumb intentionally and slowly scratched, and two drops of white milk were stained on the pulp of his finger. When he was milking, his hands were deliberately circling, and it was a normal movement that had to bring a sloppy taste. He and Fang Shaoyi collided in the dark, Yuan Ye's eyes twitched, and a small hook was thrown at the end of his eyes.

Fang Shao said something to him, but he didn't say anything, only his mouth, but Yuan Ye understood it instantly.

When others saw him, he was just milking and squeezing, and suddenly he sat on the ground and started laughing until his eyes were almost gone.

Fang Shaoyi stood up and didn't mess around with him, and walked to the side to see the progress of others.

After sitting on the ground and laughing, Yuan Ye had to squeeze again. If the actor didn't work, he couldn't work. If he didn't work, they would have no air conditioning at night. Teacher Fang still caught a cold, so don't freeze again. Besides, in case he was in a bad mood and scolded him again, Yuan Ye couldn't sleep for a long time.

Yuan Ye shook his head, remembering what Fang Shaoyi said to him in the dark just now, he still wanted to laugh. Teacher Fang is sometimes too cute.

His eyes darkened just now, his face was obviously helpless and he wanted to pretend to be calm, and slapped him lightly—

-Why are you so rude.