Ke Shaoze immediately put down the dv in his hand, turned around and walked in another direction, avoiding it with a look of fear.
Han Xuefei gave Su Rourou a hard look, and immediately stuck to it again.
"Students, it's time to start preparing lunch. Let's split up as a group!" Luo Yichen's voice sounded in the crowd, deep and powerful, with inherent courage.
The students started to take action one after another, gathering firewood, building stoves... For a group of high school students who mostly don't know how to cook, the picnic is still a very interesting thing.
Luo Yichen said to the members of their group: "Let's split up too! Lan Xi'er and Li Tianwei are in charge of setting up the stove, Hou Xiaofeng and Xie Xiaoqiu are in charge of cleaning the ingredients and tools, and Su Rourou and I are going to pick up firewood..."
Su Rourou is obviously not very satisfied with his assignment: why is she responsible for collecting firewood? It's not convenient for her to climb the mountain when she wears these princess shoes! Also, why did she still want to be with Luo Yichen? She didn't want it!
Luo Yichen's eyes swept across her unwilling little face, his delicate brows frowned, and he pulled her slender arm: "Let's go, why are you still in a daze!"
Su Rourou was dragged forward by him, and cast a pitiful look at Lan Xi'er.
Lan Xi'er twitched the corners of her lips towards her, expressing her helplessness of being helpless, as well as a trace of imperceptible envy.
When Su Rourou and Luo Yichen walked away, she withdrew her gaze and sighed softly in her heart.
On the other side, in Ke Shaoze's group, Han Xuefei, who joined temporarily, exuded the aura of a queen all over her body, and she regarded herself as the group leader.
She crossed her hips, looked around at the members of the group, and began to give orders.
"You, you, you three, go wash things for me, and you..."
She pointed to the silent An Yirou: "Move a stone and build a stove for me!"
An Yirou's face turned pale, and soon became calm again. She bent her lips towards her, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Although she looked kind and didn't say a word, her whole body seemed to be saying "Who do you think you are?".
Han Xuefei snorted coldly through her nostrils, glanced at her through her nostrils, and then took Ke Shaoze's arm: "Shaoze, let's go collect firewood together!"
Ke Shaoze looked at An Yirou, and pulled his hand out of her with some embarrassment.
"Go, don't move! Stay away from me!" He finally couldn't bear it anymore and warned her.
"Okay, okay!" Seeing that he agreed, Han Xuefei felt happy, so she let go of her hand.
...
Su Rourou silently followed behind Luo Yichen, holding a small bucket in her hand, bending down from time to time to throw the firewood beside the mountain road into the bucket.
But after walking a short mountain road, she walked slower and slower...
The back heel was aching from the wear of the new shoes, and the pain intensified every time I took a step...
But at this time, a steep rock appeared in front of them. Luo Yichen jumped over very easily, his movements were free and easy.
Su Rourou bit her lower lip, clenched her fists, and was about to jump. Suddenly feeling light on his body, Luo Yichen leaned over, grabbed her with his long arms, and hugged her by the waist.
She only felt that her body was spinning in the air, and the pink skirt spread out with her movements, like a blooming pink rose.
Before she could recover, Luo Yichen had already gently placed her on the ground, turned her head quickly and continued walking forward: "Follow me."
When he said this, his ears and neck were all red.