I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

Yan Gan's voice came from the other side of the phone, and he was calm and relaxed: "Okay. (Gegedang novel ggdown.coM

Jane Qiaoxin's mouth raised a smile that she hadn't noticed: "Then you have to be hungry for two days, what should I do?"

"What can I do?" Yan Gan stood leaning against the coconut tree, his tone of stubbornness in his tone, and confidently said: "It's also good for food and color, if you eat, it's really not good. I can eat you too?"

"..."

Drive openly, you can.

Jian Qiaoxin was originally thin-skinned, and this trait would be magnified when he met Yan Gan. He felt that the call should not be able to continue, so he quickly found a way to hang up: "I, I'll hang up first."

The communicator was forcibly cut off by him. After the end, Jane Qiaoxin didn't dare to look at a simple expression. He quickly handed the communicator to the little brother aside.

With a "kind" smile on the director's face, he sighed: "It seems that the feelings of the two husbands are better than those of Jin Jian. This is really gratifying!"

Simply don't want to rectify these fictitious things: "Director, since we all agree, what about the things you promised us before?"

The director is honest about fulfilling his promise: "It's all behind."

The staff brought the prepared things, including the tent, because they learned from the front line that basically all 60 coconuts had been picked.

Jane Qiao ordered something and gave up after confirming that he had promised a lot. He lowered his head and glanced at the time on the watch. It was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and he could already feel hungry.

The one next to simply dismantled the tent and said to him, "Where are you guys stuck?"

Jane Qiaoxin was asked. He glanced at the surging sea, still worried about safety: "Let’s go to the island a little bit. I don’t know where the high tide will flood here at night. Although the coconut grove is not as good as the big tree to shelter the wind, It would be better to have some trees blocking the sea breeze."

Simple agrees with his words: "Then we have to find a place."

The two of them summed up. Just when they were about to leave, a group of people walked along the forest trail. Yan Gan was chatting with Fu Lougui, followed by a few photographers.

I have to say that these two psychological qualities are really very powerful. I ignore the photographers behind them and just talk about themselves. They are not affected at all.

When he got closer, Yan Gan glanced at the things on the ground and asked, "Have you got all the things?"

Jane Qiaoxin was a little surprised: "Are you not surprised at all?"

"What's the surprise." Yan Gan sneered. He walked over and naturally picked up the things he was going to move: "Just because of your stubborn temper, why would you be willing to eat alone."

"..."

This is true.

If it was for Jane Qiao to eat alone, instead of making this phone call, he would find a way to discuss with the director team whether the meal could be given to Yan Gan.

It's impossible to have the mood to ask Yan Gan what to do if he is hungry for two days after eating alone. Sometimes tacit understanding is developed like this.

Yan Gan held a big tent like this, and kept some light things for Jane Qiaoxin: "Did you just want to find a place to set up a tent?"

Fu Lougui also picked up his things. He said, "I have chosen a place when I visited the island before, so just follow along."

Jane Qiaoxin followed honestly.

He walked next to Yan Gan, holding the rack in his hand to make a fire, because he went to the woods to find dry wood before, and his face was a bit dirty. At this moment, the black marks on the delicate side are very obvious, so follow him. Just like a small tabby cat.

Yan Gan looked at him sideways: "How did you just make the fire?"

"Huh?" Jane Qiaoxin wanted to laugh when he thought of that stupid half an hour. He honestly said, "No birth."

Yan Gan was not surprised at all, and asked him, "How long did it take?"

Jane Qiaoxin thought for a while, but couldn't laugh or cry: "Half an hour."

"Is your child stupid?" Yan Gan raised the tent in his hand: "I told you to go play for a while. Did you really start a fire?"

Jane Qiaoxin was a little aggrieved, he curled his lips: "I'm afraid you didn't eat it at night."

This is so natural, Yan Gan paused, his eyes fell on Jane Qiao’s new fancy face, the sea breeze was blowing, and seagulls flew in the sky. For a moment, Yan Gan was really serious and noticed. At this moment, he inexplicably remembered what Zhao Tao once asked him:

"Is Jane Qiaoxin suitable?"

"What exactly do you like him?"

what do you like……

Maybe it’s because the fireworks on Jane Qiaoxin’s body interest him very much, precisely because this kid is not smart, not outstanding, not bright, he is just the most common smear of fireworks in the world, he can be seen everywhere, but one accident, but Will return to the vast crowd, there is no trace to follow.

The smoke and fire in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of mortals.

Yan Gan smiled. He has always been a mortal. He doesn't ask for clouds in the sky or moon under the sea. He only likes the small fireworks in the streets of small towns, his fireworks.

Walking on the path of pirates, the shadows are reflected by the sun on the long stretches. The two people in tandem are chatting and walking fast, and they walked to the center of the island in a short while.

Jane Qiaoxin stopped and looked around, a little surprised: "It's really suitable for camping here."

There is a small empty lawn in the middle, surrounded by coconut trees. The most important thing is that there is a natural spring not far away. This environment is very suitable for life.

Yan Gan put down the materials for building the tent, and he squatted down to prepare to build the tent.

Jane Qiaoxin quickly said: "Let me help."

Yan Gan raised his eyelids to look at him: "Have you taken it?"

"No." Jane Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed, he tentatively said: "Then you can take it, but have you taken it before?"

"how?"

Jane Qiaoxin shook his head quickly. He removed the tent bag and said honestly: "I just think you are pretty good, you can do everything."

Yan Ganhao looked at him in his spare time and smirked: "Those are not the best."

Jane Qiaoxin has been molested by him now, and when he looks at this expression, he knows that this guy must be talking messy things again. He quickly tried to change the subject: "This tent...how should this be set up?"

Yan Gan squatted down next to him, and the two breaths were very close. His voice was close to his ears, and Jane Qiao's ears were red: "Uncle has something more powerful. Let's talk to each other in the evening?"

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin almost jumped three feet high. He grabbed the bag in his hand and wanted to say something, but his brain went blank: "You...you are serious, the camera brother is still there, and everyone will see it by then."

Yan Gan stretched out his hand and wiped the plaster of his face. The rough fingertips made Jane Qiaoxin's face feel a little crisp and numb. The man was confident: "What are you afraid of, let them see, anyway, my wife looks good."

Jane Qiaoxin blushed and dripped blood, almost trying to find a hole to get in.

However, the old gangster, Mr. Yan, had a thick skin like a wall. After he finished his molesting, he slowly looked away, stretched out his hand to open the tent, and propped up the poles one by one in an orderly manner.

Jane Qiaoxin from the back bit the bullet and leaned forward: "I'll help."

"You don't need you." Yan Gan pointed to the fire stand next to him: "Research on that, and my uncle will take you to the sea later."

Jane Qiao looked at the fire-lighting shelf, and simply agreed: "Okay."

This shelf is actually not very difficult to understand. It is just simple to set up. The most difficult thing is that you need firewood to make a fire, but fortunately, this summer, it is the seaside, and the sun will not set until 7 or 8 o’clock. You can still get some firewood if it's almost five o'clock.

Yan Gan saw him go to the toolbox to try to pick up the axe, and was almost amused by the kid: "Today I picked a little more coconuts. I went to ask the director for 20 yuan of firewood."

? ? ?

It's not 60, you did 80?

Jane Qiaoxin looked at Yan Qian in disbelief.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and looked at him meaningfully: "What are you looking at? I really want to cut the wood by myself. Isn't it okay to keep that strength for the right way?"

"..."

I'm going to change the firewood.

Jane Qiaoxin used the number of coconuts to exchange the firewood with the director, and the director also made his own this time. The firewood he gave was very generous. Not only could he burn food, but he could also light a fire to keep warm at night.

Pile the firewood together, put the pot rack given by the program group, Jane Qiaoxin went to the spring to wash all the pots, dishes and chopsticks before taking it back.

Yan Qian has also set up the tent.

The man came back and took the toolbox, and said to Jane Qiaoxin: "Put the bucket, uncle will take you out to play."

Jane Qiaoxin knew that this was going to catch the sea and went to pick up fresh food, and hurriedly followed up: "Okay."

The two did not take a few steps, and the one behind simply came over with things. He carried a big bag, and gave them boots and helmets: "I just went to blackmail the show crew, go to the sea and put on the equipment."

Jane Qiaoxin laughed, and thanked him very gratefully: "Thank you."

"Thank you." Fu Lougui stood not far away. He had put on his equipment, boots, a small bucket in his hand, and a small helmet that could illuminate his head. It was such a detrimental image. Dressing up, but still relying on the face value to stand up, even though the emperor Fu stood at thirty, he still can't hide his grace, and he has a sense of elegance all over his body.

Of course, the name of Emperor Fu in the entertainment industry is as high as the sky. His network is very high, from the queen of heaven to the entertainment host, actor, director, and screenwriter.

However, these achievements do not depend on face and money. The main film emperor Fu is indeed capable. The scenes he shoots are very beautiful, so even if it is a little like Jane Qiaoxin, it is also a fan of the film emperor Fu. Brother, I am very impressed by seeing this today.

He was thinking, and Yan Gan's yin and yang strange voice came next to him: "What are you looking at?"

Jane Qiao regained his senses, and he whispered: "Look at Brother Fu, before I entered the entertainment industry, I was a fan of him."

"..."

Yan Gan's smile gradually became dangerous: "Really?"

"...Yes, yeah."

"Do you need an uncle to get you an autograph?" Yan Gan walked slowly to the beach, in a lazy tone: "Is it a perfect feeling for you to admire?"

No matter how stupid Jane Qiaoxin is, he can feel it. He glanced at Yan Qian carefully, but he couldn't detect any clues on the other's face.

A little daughter-in-law kept up with him: "I don't have any admiration, I just like his scenes. Besides, Brother Fu is already married, so how could I have such thoughts."

"Oh?" Yan Gan gave him a cool look: "So, if you don't have a family, you can have ideas?"

"..."

God, it's too hard for me.