Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 1003 The White Head Is Inseparable 27
So under Sheng Yize's leadership, everyone bought a chicken from Uncle Wang, and Uncle Wang enthusiastically slaughtered it for them.

Everyone didn't eat well just now. When they thought of roast chicken, everyone's eyes glowed green. Those who gathered firewood picked up firewood, and those who lit the fire lit the fire. After a while, they set up the chicken and roasted it.

The director team couldn't laugh or cry, this painting style... is it really normal?

The chicken was slowly roasted, Sheng Yize sprinkled some hot pot ingredients on it, and someone asked Uncle Wang to borrow salt, and soon, the fragrant and oily chicken was roasted.

A chicken was quickly divided up by ten people, Sheng Yize was quick, and directly tore the chicken leg to his wife.

An Xiaxia gnawed happily: "It's delicious!"

Sheng Yize curled his lips and smiled dotingly.

He Jiayu and Su Xiaomo were discussing a more profound topic——

"You said there is no trash can on the mountain, where should we throw the chicken bones?" He Jiayu frowned, "How about we take the trash down the mountain?

Littering will damage the environment.

Su Xiaomo chuckled: "Don't worry, I've already found a home for them!"

She skillfully threw the chicken bone on her hand into the chicken coop!
The rest of the chickens screamed "cluck" and "ohhhhhhhh".

The corner of He Jiayu's mouth twitched: "...What are you doing?"

Su Xiaomo looked regretful: "Huh? So chickens don't eat chicken bones?"

Director's team: It's scary!To actually let others kill each other... oh, no!Suddenly feel sorry for those chickens...

After eating and drinking enough, Xiao Jiu said with a smile: "Next, let's proceed to our last session! Campfire party!"

The sun set early in the mountains, and it didn't take long for it to get dark.

Everyone gathered at the village chief's house, a bonfire was lit in the yard, girls of ethnic minorities danced, and the simple villagers hummed folk songs, sang and danced, drinking and eating meat, which was very lively.

An Xiaxia leaned on Sheng Yize's shoulder, "Suddenly felt that living here is not bad..."

The pace is very slow, there is no pressure to survive, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

Sheng Yize smiled lowly: "Come on, if I leave you here for a few days, you will miss the wifi and air conditioner at home."

"That's right..." An Xiaxia felt that what he said made sense, and saw a young villager with a guitar in his hand, playing random tunes that were out of tune.

"I remember, you can play the guitar." Sheng Yize looked directly at her with dark eyes, which reflected flames and stars, which was so beautiful.

An Xiaxia: "Uh, I know a little bit, but I can play it so-so."

"It's okay, can you play that song?" Sheng Yize gave the song title.

An Xiaxia nodded, "Yes."

Sheng Yize smiled, stood up, and went to talk to the villager, who readily handed him the guitar.

Xiao Jiu booed: "Senior Sheng, are you going to perform a show?"

Everyone on the field booed immediately: "Come one! Come one!"

Sheng Yize's eyebrows were picturesque, and he smiled: "No, it's my wife."

Everyone was a little disappointed, but he added without haste: "I will sing."

"Wow—" The atmosphere was warm and full of anticipation.

An Xiaxia tried the sound, feeling a little embarrassed, her face was slightly red because she didn't know if she was roasted by the fire.

The soothing and beautiful prelude sounded, and the scene fell silent.

Sheng Yize cleared his throat, and began to sing slowly in a low and charming voice.

This is a very classic love song - "At Least You".

An Xiaxia's face turned redder.

(End of this chapter)