This night's bonfire dance king was given to He Qinuo who performed a series of impromptu street dances for everyone out of breath.
It was the first time for Xiao He to get an award since participating in the show. He was so happy that he didn't even bother to wipe it off, and had a silly fun in front of the camera.
Jiang Zhao, who accompanied Xiao Si and danced the radio gymnastics for elementary and middle school students all night, sighed, it was a kid like He Qinuo who was so tired and out of breath.
He couldn't do it anymore, he was exhausted from the day's running and the night's tossing, and now he wished he could get a good night's sleep when he touched his pillow.
After returning to the yurt at night, the shooting time has also ended. Jiang Zhao quickly ran into the bathroom and was taking off his clothes to take a good shower when he saw the bathroom door was pushed open.
He looked at Xiao Siye in shock: "You don't want to be here?"
Xiao Si also raised his eyebrows, and took a step forward: "Didn't you say you want to deal with me?"
Jiang Zhao retreated subconsciously, but his back directly touched the bathroom wall, which made him almost shiver from the cold.
"That's what I said," Jiang Zhao felt guilty, "Now that my anger is gone, what should you do..."
Xiao Si also took a step forward, and rubbed his chin against his neck: "Well, do it."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Jiang Zhao: "That's not what I'm fucking talking about—"
Xiao Siye's lips passed over his earlobe inch by inch, and fell to the ear bone, his breath was hot, and then he murmured in a low voice:
"But I miss you so much, Brother Jiang."
Jiang Zhao took a breath.
He closed his eyes, and after a while, he pressed Xiao Siye's head into his arms, as if resigned to his fate: "Then you put it down, you have to go to shoot tomorrow."
Xiao Si couldn't help being startled.
He originally thought that someone like Jiang Zhao, who never messes around in the workplace, would definitely not agree to him easily, and at most let him hug him to take advantage of it, and would firmly push him away.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhao indulged him, and even allowed him to indulge further.
Xiao Siye's eyes gradually revealed a bit of darkness that could not be concealed.
what to do.
How can it be so soft, whether it is the body or the warm, beating heart.
He thought that he would be satisfied if he got it, but Jiang Zhao's attitude made him want to make more progress.
I want to kiss him every day, I want to see him crying with red eyes, I want to surround him with him, and it is best to only see myself alone.
The gloomy mind was like a bubbling fountain, and it seemed that it could not be suppressed.
Xiao Si also took a deep breath of Jiang Zhao's breath. A few seconds later, he straightened up suddenly, and then smoothed Jiang Zhao's crumpled clothes: "Forget it."
"You are too tired tonight, take a good rest."
After speaking, he turned and left the bathroom, not forgetting to close the bathroom door behind him.
Jiang Zhao: "?"
Jiang Zhao: "??"
WTF
He took off his trousers and Xiao Si did it for him? !
After taking a bath, Jiang Zhao simply didn't know what kind of mood he was lying on the bed with.
He even guessed whether Xiao Si would continue to come back to complete some unfinished animal business after taking a bath. However, Xiao Si also came out of the bathroom, dried his hair, returned to the bed, kissed him on the cheek and said "good night", and fell asleep calmly without doing anything.
Listening to the gradually steady breathing in his ears, Jiang Zhao felt that his blood pressure had almost risen to the peak at this moment.
He was so angry that he turned his back to Xiao Siye, and stabbed the bastard in his heart, but after a few stabs, an arm suddenly circled behind him, imprisoning his waist in his arms, and the tip of his nose brushed against his. nape:
"Xiao Zhao."
The voice was vague, like a murmur in a dream.
The breath in Jiang Zhao's chest disappeared without knowing how.
After a while, he turned his body to the side again, so that Xiao Siye's arms would not have to be raised so high, so that he could hug him more comfortably.
A night without dreams.
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The morning on the prairie begins with the aroma of milk tea.
This time they don’t need to prepare breakfast by themselves. The local herdsmen have already made a big pot of milk tea, and this time there are also “small ingredients” in the tea, such as golden fried rice, white and delicate milk tofu, and large pieces of beef. Dry, making this bowl of tea more like a bowl of porridge with conscientious materials.
There was a big temperature difference on the grassland. Jiang Zhao still felt a little cold when he woke up, but after drinking half a bowl of this rich-ingredient milk tea, his whole body became warm, and he felt that he could fight the cold wind for another 800 rounds.
After they all finished their meal, they got a new task from today's program group.
There is only one task today, and that is to learn how to ride a horse. In the afternoon, the requirements are more difficult. The guests have to ride horses and go to the grassland to help the herdsmen herd sheep.
Learning to ride a horse in one morning is already very difficult for someone who has no foundation at all, let alone herding sheep. However, Jiang Zhao is obviously not in the ranks of "difficulties". As soon as the herdsmen allocated the horses, Jiang Zhao grabbed the reins, stepped on the stirrup with one foot, flipped his long legs, and stepped on the horse's back beautifully.
"Wow!" He Qinuo stared blankly at the side, "Senior is so amazing!"
Jiang Zhao showed a smile without humility: "Come on, I'll go for a walk first."
Seeing his proficient posture, the herdsmen knew that he was definitely good at riding horses, so they didn't stop him much. The horses selected for this batch of guests are all very docile and intelligent. As long as Jiang Zhao changes his movements a little, the horses will comprehend the direction he wants to go in a very humane way, and lead him unhurriedly forward. Walk in the grassland.
However, Jiang Zhao hadn't taken a few steps on the horse when he heard the sound of a horse's hooves at a leisurely pace.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xiao Si looking in his direction with an expression like he was strolling in the courtyard.
Jiang Zhao's heart moved: "You can also ride a horse?"
"I used to need it when I was filming, and I went to train it specially," Xiao Si also said, controlling the horse to sit side by side with him, seeing the meaning in Jiang Zhao's eyes, "Run for a while?"
Jiang Zhao immediately raised his eyebrows, then suddenly flicked the reins in his hand: "Drive!"
The horse neighed happily and galloped forward with him. Xiao Si also smiled slightly, flicked the rein, and started to run behind him.
The sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and the feeling of bumps quickly stimulated Jiang Zhao's adrenaline, and even the sound of his breathing became excited, while the small flowers that had just bloomed on the grassland and the leaves of grass that were not yet dry in the morning dew were stepped on by the horseshoe, fresh The fresh grass breath poured into his nose, making him feel refreshed and at the same time feel a sense of peace of being close to nature.
Human beings really want to get in touch with this most primitive nature, as if the baby has returned to the arms of its mother, the blue sky in front of him, the endless grassland, and galloping horses all make people feel so excited that Jiang Zhao I almost forgot that I was still filming the show.
He and Xiao Si also ran for more than ten minutes before finally stopping. The reason was that they had been running for too long, and the car that the film crew was chasing them was running out of gas.
The cameraman looked at the two horses that finally stopped not far away in the car with lingering fear, thinking that fortunately he was smart, and immediately called someone to get in the car to chase after the film, otherwise, if he relied on two legs, he would be exhausted. I can't catch up.
"Go back?" Xiao Si also looked at the U-turning car not far away and asked.
Jiang Zhao waved his hand: "I'll ride for a while."
Xiao Si also raised his eyebrows: "How long has it been since you rode a horse?"
Jiang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then realized that he was afraid that he would be tired from riding for too long, so he waved his hand calmly: "It's okay, don't worry."
Xiao Si also heard the words, so he didn't persuade him anymore, and rode back to the camp slowly with him.
Qi Xiaotong and several other herdsmen are still teaching the other three guests. He Qinuo has the best physical strength and a high understanding of sports. He can already step on the stirrups to mount a horse.
As for Wang Zuosi and Jiang Han, it was obvious that they had to work harder, so Xiao Si got off the horse, intending to see if there was anyone who could help, and he gave some pointers along the way.
Xiao Si also took the initiative to take over this job, and Jiang Zhao had nothing else to do, so he simply pulled the rein and continued to gallop at a place far away from here that he didn't want.
However, he died like this for a day, and as a result, something happened.
When eating at night, Jiang Zhao couldn't bear it any longer while sitting in his seat, and kept eating meat with his head down, without saying a word. When he returned to the room, before he had time to rush into the bathroom, Xiao Si also raised his hand to stop him.
"Show me." Xiao Si also said bluntly.
Jiang Zhao's ears warmed up, and he felt extremely ashamed about this matter: "No, I myself..."
Xiao Si also kissed his lips suddenly according to his shoulder, and before Jiang Zhao could recover, he kissed his nose and chin again.
The lover's kiss seemed to be some kind of painkiller, and Jiang Zhao's originally chaotic mood gradually calmed down.
However, while he was still thinking about it, Xiao Si also directly picked him up and put him on the bed.
"Damn..." Jiang Zhao immediately wanted to sit up, "What are you doing?"
Before he could stabilize his body, Xiao Si pulled off his pants without any explanation, and he saw Jiang Zhao's red, swollen and skinned inner thighs.
Herdsmen can gallop freely on horseback because they have long been accustomed to life on horseback, and their skin has adapted to the intensity of this friction.
And Jiang Zhao hasn't ridden a horse for too long, so he is so chic on horseback during the day, but he is so embarrassed behind his back.
But he still had to pretend to be nonchalant, even though the part of the skin that was in contact with the saddle was torn and oozing blood, he didn't say a word.
Xiao Si also frowned slightly, and said, "Did you take the ointment?"
Jiang Zhao passed the initial shame, and gradually recovered, pointing to the coat next to him.
Xiao Si also took out a tube of ointment from his coat pocket, and began to apply the medicine to Jiang Zhao with his head down.
The ointment felt icy and cool when it was applied, and Jiang Zhao took a light breath with the pain from the broken skin, feeling as if ten thousand ants were gnawing on the wound. He couldn't help raising his neck and biting his back molars hard.
However, Xiao Si was also extremely fast, and finished administering the medicine to him in less than two minutes. Jiang Zhao was still a little dazed when Xiao Si also covered his body with a quilt, and asked, "It's over?"
Xiao Si also put the ointment back on: "Well, it's over."
Jiang Zhao: "That's it?"
He thought it would be a long time to torture.
Xiao Si also heard this, and looked at him meaningfully: "Otherwise? What are you expecting?"
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Pooh! He didn't expect anything, didn't they carry out a very socialist, friendly and harmonious drug feeding behavior? What can he expect? !
However, I don't know if his eyes are too resentful, Xiao Si also pondered for a few seconds, then bowed his head and kissed his lips: "Wait a minute, you are hurt, I can't bully you."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Hopeless.
The things in this man's head are absolutely hopeless!
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