After recalling it for a long time, Wen Yiru couldn't even remember whether she had ever regretted or regretted it when she woke up from his arms the next day.
All she knew was that when he asked her if she wanted to try falling in love with him, she ran away in a panic.
The tent shook even more violently, and Wen Yiru huddled motionless in the corner of the tent.
The moment her face burst into tears, Wen Yiru suddenly felt a trace of annoyance in her heart.
If she had said yes that morning when Fu Huaizhi asked her if she wanted to try falling in love with him, would their endings have been completely different now?
Fu Huaian wouldn't always avoid her.
Even if you encounter someone unavoidably, you will not have such a helpless smile on your face, and then say as if nothing has happened: Miss Wen, long time no see!
And Fu Huaizhi will not become a joke in the wealthy circles of Wucheng.
Said his fiancée tried to cuckold him again and again.
Wen Yiru had heard this statement countless times.
Not to mention Fu Huaizhi.
But men have never come to trouble her.
He didn't even warn her: Wen Yiru, please be more honest!
It's like he doesn't care about the rumors at all.
But when he asked her in a hoarse voice that day if she really had his heart, Wen Yiru was sure that there was hurt in his eyes.
So, she was the one who hurt him from beginning to end, right?
Bang!
A heavy object was attached to the tent and dangerously landed at her feet.
If it tilted a little further, it would hit her foot.
Even so, Wen Yiru still gritted her teeth, not to mention crying, not even daring to let out a breath.
The tent suddenly became stable.
Feeling the ground shaking, Wen Yiru opened her eyes and saw only a black shadow passing in front of her eyes.
Only then did she realize that she was covered in sweat and her hair was stuck to her forehead and face. Wen Yiru took a breath and bravely looked out.
All I saw was the brown bear's back, as if it was chasing something, it ran into the dense forest and disappeared.
She covered her mouth tightly, sobbing accompanied by tears.
Wen Yiru knew that she had just had a brush with death.
With tears streaming down his face, he saw a dark figure running towards him.
The pupils shrank suddenly and the eyes became round.
Wen Yiru hurriedly retreated to the corner where she was just now, her body shaking uncontrollably.
"Are you OK?"
Fu Huaizhi opened the tent and got in, his face full of anxiety and eagerness. Seeing Wen Yiru crying, his face was stained and his hair was messed up. Fortunately, he was okay.
The man exhaled in one breath and fell into the tent.
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay..."
Muttering to himself, Fu Huaizhi leaned against the tent as if he had lost all strength.
"Fu Huaizhi, wow..."
Only then did she realize that it was Fu Huaizhi who was running over, not the brown bear that had gone and returned. Wen Yiru howled loudly, then stood up and threw herself into Fu Huaizhi's arms.
The woman in his arms was shaking uncontrollably, and tears were pouring down his neck like running water.
Thinking of the scene he had just seen, Fu Huaizhi felt relieved and gently stroked her back and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone."
"How about you bite me as punishment, okay... hiss..."
There was a burning pain in my shoulder.
Fu Huaizhi gritted his teeth, "Do you really bite?"
"...You asked me to bite you!"
"Fine……"
"Fu Huaizhi, I..."
"If you stop crying, get up quickly. Let's pack up the tent and move somewhere else, lest that beast smells the smell and comes looking for us later."
The words that came to his lips were swallowed back, and Wen Yiru got up from Fu Huaizhi's arms with an embarrassed look on her face.
The two quickly packed up the tent and headed forward.
Everyone in the director's hall was shocked and broke out in sweat.
"director……"
The director's voice was worried, "Won't Wen Yiru's Studio propose a huge amount of mental compensation?"
With a face as black as the bottom of a pot, Bian Jiayou remembered the sour feeling of his heart stopping and almost dying suddenly. He gritted his back teeth and shouted: "Xiao Li, call the top and apply for two, no, apply for five unmanned aircraft."