Looking at Xia Wanyuan's skillful movements, junshiling's heart is sore,

He naturally knew that practice makes perfect,

However, Xia Wanyuan's bearing and elegance make him know that he was once loved by thousands of beauties,

In the end, what kind of situation would make Xia Wanyuan proficient in these wild survival skills? Junshiling did not dare to think about it.

Xia Wanyuan reached out and patted Jun Shiling on the back as if to appease him. There was a smile in Jun Shiling's eyes. It was her who was suffering, but instead she comforted herself,

This man.

In the screen, Xia Wanyuan's action of cutting bamboo is crisp. Before long, a row of materials of similar length used to make bamboo rafts was cut at her feet.

The program group didn't tie the rope and couldn't fix the scattered bamboo together. An Rao looked down at her big T-shirt and said, "sister, use my clothes!"

An Rao said and picked up the bamboo knife from the waist directly cut a hole in the clothes, "hiss pull" a pull, a large piece of cloth was pulled down.

Xia Wanyuan cut the cloth into very thin strips. The clothes were elastic and used to tie bamboo rafts.

An Rao will be cut off the waist of the T-shirt from the bottom of the tie up, revealing a very white waist, it seems fashionable and sexy, half of the T-shirt does not appear to be inconsistent.

[I always thought that an Rao should be noble and cool, but I didn't expect that she was stupid and passionate. I love this figure even more

It has been proved that the degree of fashion completion mainly depends on the face. If my T-shirt is torn like this, people will think that I am begging when I go out

An Rao happily looked at the praise to her in the barrage, "Oh, my charm is really still so big."

Patting the mask on his face, Ann Rao took a pillow pad behind his back and watched the program comfortably.

At this time, the long silence of the mobile phone rang, an Rao frowned, who so hate to disturb her watching the program.

The mobile phone has been shaking, an Rao impatiently came to pick up the mobile phone to have a look,

Have some people Xiao.

Heart a jump, whistling out, and then was an Rao to press back, "happy what! They haven't contacted you for such a long time. Can you be angry? "

"What for?" For Bo Xiao disappeared for four days, an Rao is still a little angry.

"I've been working in F island these days. The signals on the battlefield are chaotic. I don't have time to play with you. I'm sorry." Bo Xiao through some tired voice from the phone, an Rao heart that grievance quickly disappeared.

"Battlefield? Are you ok? " Thinking of Bo Xiao's career, an Rao can't stop worrying.

"Worried about me?" Bo Xiao's voice with a smile,

"Who's worried about you? Don't be sentimental," an Rao continued,

Bo Xiao smiles over there. Instead of continuing to ask, he changes the topic, "I'm going back to China tomorrow. Do you have any gifts I want?"

"There's no gift giver who has to ask others. There's no surprise at all," an Rao shriveled, but she didn't want anything,

If only Bo Xiaoneng could return home safely,

However, she held it in her heart and did not dare to say it.

"Well, I haven't given any gifts to others. I don't know so much," Bo Xiao said helplessly,

"You didn't give it to anyone? I don't believe it. " Bo Xiao looks like a playboy in a cluster of flowers,

But undeniably, Bo Xiao's words make an Rao very happy.

"Yes, if you want a gift, you have to promise me one thing," Bo Xiao reached out and turned off the TV.

"What?"

"Don't tear your clothes any more," said Bo Xiao in a voice of magnetism. He was a bit overbearing. "I'm not in good shape. I'll show you if I tear them."

"You fart, I'm not in good shape?! Bo Xiao, are you blind? I'm not in good shape. You've been staring at me for so long An Rao is angry,

This time Bo Xiao directly admitted, and his voice suddenly softened. "Well, he's in good shape, so don't tear clothes outside, OK?"

An Rao, who was going to have a big fight with Bo Xiao, put out the fire.

"Why do I listen to you? You're not my own person. If I don't tell you, the program will be finished and hung up."

An Rao finishes and hangs up directly, determined not to let Bo Xiao hear the shame in his tone.

Listening to the beep on the phone, Bo Xiao rubs his eyebrows helplessly. After sitting for a while, he turns on the TV.

An Rao hung up the phone, angrily sat back on the sofa, "dog man, so long ignore me, a back tube this tube that, you think who you are."

After pulling the pillow angrily for a while, an Rao looks down at her waist strap,

I'm going to see Xiaobao every day. It's not suitable to dress like this. I'll buy a sling tomorrow.

Sling is the last dignity.