Sharing a bed with a strange man or something like that...my brother and father both said that it is absolutely not allowed!
Although Fu Yunge can be regarded as his friend, but... it shouldn't be at this level of intimacy!
She blinked anxiously, biting her jelly-wet lips tightly. But Fu Yunge was still asleep, and the reasoning he thought was very reasonable last night was still lingering in his mind, so he seemed very calm at this time.
Seeing that he was still lying on the bed, Tumi took out his hand and patted him angrily.
Fu Yunge was patted several times in succession, and the remaining chaotic sleepiness gradually dissipated. He reluctantly opened his eyes and slowly got up from the floor: "...What, what? Is something wrong?"
"Why are you asking me?!" Tumi glared at him angrily and shrank back, looking really angry.
Fu Yunge rubbed his eyes and raised his head sluggishly: "This, ah... it's a bit crowded, I'm sorry."
Hearing that he didn't mind, Tumi opened his mouth angrily and laughed, but didn't know how to explain it.
"You, you, I..." She kept looking back and forth between Fu Yunge and her neck, her cheeks getting redder and redder.
"Oh..." Fu Yunge woke up a little. But his nerves were still sluggish, and he just shook his head frankly: "No, I didn't look carefully. And... when I applied medicine on your back, I also..."
"You..." Tumi was hit by his direct words, and he blushed to the bottom of his ears with embarrassment, "Why are you like this...!!"
Fu Yunge was tongue-tied, and after a while he finally woke up. He quickly waved his hand and explained: "No, that's not what I meant. In fact, I didn't look carefully at that time..."
As the words came to his lips, he suddenly regretted it. When it comes to "look carefully", isn't it getting darker and darker with each stroke?
Sure enough, Tumi was extremely embarrassed and angry. Her mouth kept trembling, but she couldn't think of complete words at all.
"You...I misjudged you!" Her eye circles were slightly red, as if she was about to cry with anger, "Sneaked into the girl's tent at night, and slept here openly...and still slept so soundly. !”
Fu Yunge's heart trembled when he was instantly accused of a crime. None of the reasons he thought about last night seemed to be valid. He was completely sober this time.
"This...but this is my tent!" He suddenly felt like a drowning man grasping at straws. Thinking of the last point, he suddenly had an idea, "You were drunk last night and ran into my tent!"
Yes, this will be his decisive comeback!
All the arguments stem from “breaking into the girls’ tent.” Since this is his tent, this premise no longer exists!
Tumi was so drunk last night that she broke into his tent to stay overnight. Fu Yunge nodded, his mind extremely clear!
As expected, Tumi was stunned.
She scratched her hair helplessly, and her eyes soon became as innocent as a little rabbit's.
She seemed to remember that she had secretly tasted the camp wine last night. Then I was drunk and wanted to go back to sleep quickly, and then...
While showing a somewhat aggrieved look of submission, she carefully looked around every corner of the tent...
But...she suddenly discovered that Fu Yunge, who was looking around the tent like herself, also showed an expression of surprise that could not be concealed.
There is indeed nothing of her in it. But similarly, there is nothing about Yunge in it!
"Eh-?" Her head was confused and she couldn't figure it out.
"This..." Fu Yunge was equally surprised. This was really not his tent!
Both of them felt guilty at the same time, but they were not willing to give in. After all, it is difficult for them to handle such a situation.
"Whose tent is this?!" Fu Yunge shouted outside.
"It's definitely not yours!" Tumi pouted and pulled him.
"That's not yours either!" Fu Yunge turned around and retaliate.
"……be mine."
Just as the two were quarreling with each other, a very familiar voice suddenly came from outside the tent.
The restless air fell silent for a moment. The two of them heard the sound outside and stood still in surprise.
"Is it...Senior Lang Chenyan?!"
Listening to the noise inside, Lang Chenyan, who got up after almost sleeping all day yesterday, stood outside, surrounded by a few people who came to watch the excitement after being disturbed.
The melodious chirping of the early warbler coiled among the branches of the trees again, and small staggering insects quietly emerged from the soil. The sunlight on the zenith has clear levels, and it seems that the mountain is already bright and bright.
During the early morning cooking in the field, the clear dew is filled with the aroma of oil flowers, passing between the various earthen stoves.
It turned out that both of them went to the wrong tent last night after getting drunk. Lang Chenyan, who went to the top of the mountain to blow the wind alone, found that two people were already living inside when he returned to his tent, so he had no choice but to go to Fu Yunge's tent.
Although the two of them were next to each other at the dinner table, they felt a little embarrassed when they raised their chopsticks and lowered their heads.
Lang Chenyan looked at the two people across the dining table and found them a bit interesting. It was rare for him to feel fresh about something. Seeing the young man's confused state, he also rarely felt that he was in a good mood.
"Um..." Fu Yunge felt his face heat up as he was looked at by Lang Chenyan. He lowered his head and tried to talk to Tumi.
When Tumi heard his voice, it felt as if there were small insects crawling in her ears, which made her feel strangely itchy.
"What, what's wrong..." Her voice was weak, and she looked straight at the steamed buns on the table.
Fu Yunge muttered in a low voice: "That, right..."
But at this moment, Gongsun Tan was followed by several people dressed in Taoist robes and walked toward them. Lang Chenyan slowly raised his head, and Fu Yunge quickly stopped what he was saying.
