Qiao Qingzhou tensed up instantly, "Why did my eyes get hit like that?"
Jiang Nan's tone was harsh. "Because I saw something disgusting."
The moment those words were spoken, all the guests in the cabin were stunned.
Everyone turned to look at Fu Jinchuan and Shen Anbai.
Cheng Yan understood the implication, crossed his legs, nestled in Zhou Zicheng's arms, and chuckled slyly, "It really is disgusting, even more disgusting than shit that has become a spirit."
Shen Anbai pursed his lips, his peach blossom eyes seemingly glistening with tears, and pressed himself tightly against Fu Jinchuan's chest muscles.
The man often works out at the gym, so he's tall and strong, especially with his hard, full pectoral muscles. Shen Anbai's slender back pressed tightly against the man's pectoral muscles, as if she felt safe.
He whispered, " A-Chuan, they're not talking badly about us, are they?"
Her voice sounded pitiful, as if she was about to sob at any moment.
Fu Jinchuan put his arm around his shoulder tenderly, "Sweetie, you're overthinking it. They couldn't possibly be talking about us."
Shen Anbai blinked, still somewhat incredulous; "Really?"
"Really," Fu Jinchuan said with unwavering certainty, "They're definitely talking about others; after all, they're too busy envying us to even think about it."
In particular, Jiang Nan was too busy having a crush on him to bear speaking ill of him.
Shen Anbai smiled sweetly.
A-Chuan Chuan is right; after all, among all the couples, they are the most loving.
Others should indeed envy their relationship.
Jiang Nan sat to the side, unable to hear what Shen Anbai and Fu Jinchuan, those two scoundrels, were saying. Anyway, after they finished talking, Shen Anbai suddenly straightened his back and even gave him a special look.
How should I describe that look?
--Looking extremely smug.
I don't know what kind of crazy thing they're going on about.
Little Immortal Nan filled with question marks.
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A few minutes later, the director officially announced the rules for today's couples' date.
Lin Duo and Gao Ya received the 1,000 yuan dating fund.
Xie Qian and Chu Yi received the 800 yuan.
Cheng Yan and Zhou Zicheng received the 600 yuan.
Shen Anbai and Fu Jinchuan received the four hundred yuan.
As soon as the rules were announced, Cheng Yan crossed his arms and said angrily, "Six hundred yuan isn't even enough for a meal, how are we supposed to go on a date?"
[Help, I'm starting to doubt my ears. Six hundred yuan isn't even enough to buy a meal? Is this the young master's way of spending money?]
[ Sa Beining receiving oxygen, has nothing to say, after all, my monthly living expenses are only a thousand yuan.]
[Otherwise what? Cheng Yan probably lost the joy of working for others from the moment he was born.]
[However, Zhou Zicheng's financial situation isn't very good either, is it?]
[I don't think their relationship will last. Although Cheng Yan has a bad temper, he's not a bad person at heart. Zhou Zicheng is different; he's a real-life example of a man from humble beginnings who achieves success.]
Hearing Cheng Yan's shout, Zhou Zicheng was calmer than he had expected.
His long hair was tied in a small bun at the back of his head, his brown eyes looked gentle, and the unique temperament of an artist was obvious. He patted Cheng Yan's shoulder reassuringly and said, "It's enough, baby, trust me."
Cheng Yan glared at him, and the man's face was full of indulgence, his lips curving slightly upwards.
The anger in Cheng Yan's heart subsided considerably in an instant. He didn't say anything more, picked up the Rubik's Cube from the table next to him, and started turning it.
Shen Anbai frowned instead, "Director, why are we last in line?"
Fu Jinchuan's face was ashen, and he remained silent, but anyone could tell that he was very aggrieved and dissatisfied.
[Ah, I feel so sorry for Baibai ]
[When has President Fu ever suffered such injustice? This is outrageous!]
[Exactly, even President Fu probably hasn't handled such a small unit before (laughs while covering mouth)]
Director: "This result is based on everyone's performance yesterday."
Shen Anbai continued to frown, his face filled with worry; "But A-Chuan and I, we've already tried our best."
"Yes, you guys are very hardworking," Jiang Nan suddenly said. "You said you could fry eggs, but you fry them into chicken droppings, almost poisoning your man. Your man goes out to buy groceries, but he's useless. All he knows is how to eat Australian lobsters. If you don't buy them for him, he gives you the cold shoulder."
"You two were busy last night and didn't help at all, but you ended up making things much more difficult for us," Jiang Nan sneered.
"Enough." Fu Jinchuan said with a stern face.
Jiang Nan's lips twitched. "Why didn't you say 'enough' when you were eating shit last night?"
Cheng Yan burst into laughter beside him.
Fu Jinchuan took a deep breath. " Jiang Nan, if you keep talking, I'll really get angry."
Jiang Nan laughed, "Have more children, and you'd better have enough to form a football team, making outstanding contributions to the national men's football team."
Fu Jinchuan: "..."
Shen Anbai's face flushed red. " Jiang Nan, I know you're jealous of me, but you can't just say things like that."
Jiang Nan lost all desire to talk to him.
After they finished arguing, the director seized the opportunity to announce, "This time, the two observers will draw lots to accompany one of the couples on their date."
For a moment, Jiang Nan doubted her ears. "What?"
The director repeated it without changing his expression.
Jiang Nan: "Your production team is really malicious."
What kind of brain-dead person would come up with the idea of going on a date with a couple?
Qiao Qingzhou smiled gently, " Nannan, it's alright. Once we get back to the cabin, the two of us can keep each other company."
At first glance, this statement seems harmless, but upon closer inspection, it's a bit ambiguous.
Gao Ya and Qiao Qingzhou were the closest of friends, and upon hearing this, he cast an ambiguous glance at Jiang Nan and Qiao Qingzhou.
Qiao Qingzhou stared intently at Jiang Nan, fully aware of his own allure, his gaze lingering on the young man with a touch of deep affection.
She tried to see the blush that would soon appear on the boy's face.
Jiang Nan paused for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid that won't work. I want to play games tonight."
After saying that, he casually asked the director, "When is the draw?"
Qiao Qingzhou stood there, stunned.
He stared at the boy's well-defined profile, paused, and wondered: Was he pretending to be stupid or was he really stupid?
When Jiang Nan drew lots, she kept praying that it wouldn't be that pair of scheming, manipulative couple, and finally she successfully drew the names of Fu Jinchuan and Shen Anbai.
The pink-haired boy stood silently in front of the lottery box, his back view fragile and thin.
[Ah, he looks like he's about to shatter.]
[Hahahaha, I really feel Little Immortal Nan, hahahahaha]
[Great! If Jiang Nan goes out for a day with these two, she probably won't need to buy oil for at least ten years.]
The director coughed and said, "This day will actually be over soon."
Jiang Nan clutched the small note on her phone tightly, then sat back down without saying a word.
771, arms crossed and tiny wings sprouting from its back, flew in front of Jiang Nan: [Ahhh, you're so useless! You've made things so hard for yourself, and for me too, waaaaaah!]
[My heart aches for you.]