The Dazzling Princess in Modern Times
Chapter 584: You Are Not Allowed to Tear Clothes
Seeing Xia Wanyuan's skillful actions, Jun Shiling's heart ached.
He naturally knew that the practice became perfect.
However, with Xia Wanyuan's carelessness and elegance, it was clear that she had been pampered ever since she was young.
What kind of situation made Xia Wanyuan so proficient in wilderness survival skills? Jun Shiling did not dare to think about it.
Xia Wanyuan reached out and patted Jun Shiling's back as if to comfort him. A smile appeared in Jun Shiling's eyes. He was the one who suffered, but he turned around to comfort him.
This fellow.
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On the screen, Xia Wanyuan's action of peeling the bamboo was very clear. Shortly after, a line of raw materials used to make the bamboo raft was cut off at his feet.
The production team did not give him any rope and he could not put together the scattered bamboo. An Rao stared at his wide T-shirt. “Kakak, use my shirt!”
As An Rao spoke, he took out a bamboo knife and cut his clothes off his waist. With a tearing sound, a large piece of cloth was pulled down.
Xia Wanyuan cut the cloth into a very thin cloth. The clothes are still elastic and suitable for tying bamboo rafts.
An Rao tied a T-shirt that had been cut at the waist, revealing a very white waist. It looks fashionable and s*ksi, and half the shirt doesn't look out of place.
[I always felt that An Rao should be noble and cold. I didn't expect him to be hung with such a foolish and passionate love. L loved her. I like this figure more and more.]
[Reality has proven that the completion of the fashion mainly depends on the face. If my shirt was torn like this, others would definitely think I would beg for food.]
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An Rao looked at the comment that praised him happily. “Yeah, my charm is still very good.”
Patting the face mask on her face, An Rao took out a pillow and placed it on her back before watching the program comfortably.
At that moment, his phone, which had been silent for a long time, rang. An Rao frowned. Who's so annoying that it bothers me to watch that show?
His phone kept vibrating. An Rao walked impatiently and picked it up.
The caller was Xiao.
Excitement surged out of his heart, but An Rao immediately suppressed it. “What makes you happy?! I haven't called you in a long time. Can you work harder?”
“What?” An Rao was still a little angry that Bo Xiao had disappeared for four days.
“I've been on a mission in Continent F for the past few days, and the signal on the battlefield is chaotic. I don't have time to play with you. I'm sorry.” Bo Xiao's tired voice came from the phone, and the grievances in An Rao's heart quickly disappeared.
“Medan war? Are you okay?” Thinking of Bo Xiao's profession, An Rao couldn't help but worry.
“Are you worried about me?” There was a smile in Bo Xiao's voice.
“Who is worried about you? Don't flatter yourself.” An Rao continued to be stubborn.
Bo Xiao smiled and did not continue asking. Instead, he changed the topic. “I'll be back tomorrow. Is there anything you want?”
“Why are you asking others about gifts? No surprises at all.” An Rao pursed his lips. But he doesn't want anything.
It would be best if Bo Xiao could return safely.
However, he held it in and did not dare to say it.
“You never give a gift to anyone? Who's gonna trust you?” Bo Xiao looked like a playboy who had walked through a myriad of flowers.
However, there was no denying that Bo Xiao's words made An Rao very happy.
“If you want a gift, promise me one thing.” Bo Xiao reached out and turned off the television.
“What?” An Rao raised his eyebrows in confusion.
“Do not tear your clothes for no reason anymore.” Bo Xiao's magnetic voice passed by with a hint of dominance. “Your figure is not good either. Who are you tearing it for?”
“Omong is empty, my figure is not good?! Bo Xiao, are you blind? You looked at me for so long one last time because I wasn't good?” An angry Rao.
This time, Bo Xiao acknowledged it directly. His voice suddenly became soft. “Mm, your figure is very nice, so don't tear your clothes outside again, okay?”
“…”
An Rao, who was about to roll up his sleeves and argue with Bo Xiao, stopped.
“Why should I listen to you? Who are you to me? I'm not talking to you anymore. The program ends. Goodbye to.”
With that, An Rao hung up the phone, determined not to let Bo Xiao hear the embarrassed tone in his tone.
Hearing the beep sound on the phone, Bo Xiao rubbed his eyebrows helplessly. He sat down for a while and turned on the television.
After hanging up the phone, An Rao sat back on the sofa angrily. “Dog man, you've been ignoring me for so long. Why are you bothering when you get back? Who do you think you are?”
After grabbing the pillow angrily for a while, An Rao lowered his head to look at his bare waist strap.
'I have to visit Xiao Bao every day, so it's not appropriate to dress like this. I have to buy a belt that doesn't show my waist tomorrow.'
That belt was his last self-worth.
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