Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

Looking at Xia Wanyuan's skillful movements, Jun Shiling's heart aches.

He naturally knows that practice makes perfect,

But with Xia Wanyuan's bearing and graceful body, you can tell at a glance that he was once pampered and pampered.

What kind of situation made Xia Wanyuan so proficient in these wild survival skills, Jun Shiling didn't dare to think about it.

Xia Wanyuan stretched out her hand and patted Jun Shiling's back, as if to comfort him, Jun Shiling's eyes filled with a smile, she was the one who suffered the most, but she turned to comfort herself,

This person.

On the screen, Xia Wanyuan's action of cutting bamboo was neat and tidy, and it didn't take long for her to cut a row of raw materials of similar length for making bamboo rafts.

The show crew didn't tie the ropes, so there was no way to fasten the scattered bamboo together. An Rao looked down at her wide T-shirt, "Sister, use my clothes!"

As An Rao said that, she picked up the bamboo knife and cut a slit in the clothes directly from the upper waist. With a "squeak", a large piece of cloth was pulled down.

Xia Wanyuan cut the fabric into extremely thin strips, and the clothes were elastic, which was just right for tying the bamboo raft.

An Rao tied the T-shirt whose waist had been cut off from the bottom, revealing a very white waist, which looked fashionable and sexy, and the half-cut T-shirt did not look inconsistent at all.

[I always thought that An Rao should be noble and glamorous, but I didn't expect it to be stupid and enthusiastic. I love it. I love this figure even more. 】

[It turns out that the completion of fashion mainly depends on the face. If my T-shirt is torn like this, people will definitely think that I am begging for food when I go out. 】

An Rao looked at the compliments to her in the barrage, "Oh, my charm is still so great."

Patting the mask on her face, An Rao took a pillow behind her back and watched the show comfortably.

At this moment, the long-silent cell phone rang, and An Rao frowned. Who hates disturbing her watching the show so much.

The phone vibrated all the time, An Rao came over impatiently and picked up the phone to take a look.

Caller - Xiao.

My heart was full of excitement and whistling, and then An Rao pressed him back, "What a joy! They haven't contacted you for so long, can you fight for something?"

"Why?" An Rao was still a little angry at the fact that Bo Xiao disappeared for four days.

"I've been on a mission in Continent F these days, and the signals on the battlefield are chaotic. I don't have time to play with you. I'm sorry." Bo Xiao came from the phone with a tired voice, and the grievance in An Rao's heart quickly disappeared. Disappeared.

"Battlefield? Are you okay?" Thinking of Bo Xiao's career, An Rao couldn't help worrying.

"Are you worried about me?" Bo Xiao's voice contained a smile,

"Who's worried about you, don't be too affectionate," An Rao continued stubbornly,

Bo Xiao smiled over there, didn't continue to ask, but changed the subject, "I'm going back to China tomorrow, do you have any gifts you want?"

"Why don't you ask other people for gifts, there's no surprise at all," An Rao pursed her lips, but she didn't want anything, either.

It would be nice if Bo Xiao could return home safely.

However, she kept it in her heart and dared not say it.

"Okay, I've never given gifts to others, how can I know so much," Bo Xiao said helplessly,

"You haven't given it to anyone? A ghost letter." Seeing Bo Xiao's appearance, he was like a playboy who had passed by among thousands of flowers.

But it is undeniable that Bo Xiao's words made An Rao very happy.

"If you want a gift, you have to promise me one thing," Bo Xiao reached out and turned off the TV.

"what?"

"Don't tear your clothes at any time," Bo Xiao's magnetic voice came through, with a bit of domineering, "You're not in good shape, who would you tear it up for?"

"You fart, I'm not in good shape?! Bo Xiao, are you blind? I'm not in good shape and you stared at me for so long last time." An Rao got angry,

This time Bo Xiao admitted it directly, and his voice suddenly softened, "Well, you are in good shape, so don't tear your clothes outside, okay?"

"." An Rao, who was about to roll up her sleeves and quarrel with Bo Xiao, turned off the fire.

"Why should I listen to you? You're not mine. If I don't tell you, the show will be over and I'll hang up."

An Rao hung up the phone after speaking, determined not to let Bo Xiao hear the shame in her tone.

Listening to the beeps on the phone, Bo Xiao helplessly rubbed his brows, sat for a while, and turned on the TV.

After An Rao hung up the phone, she sat back on the sofa angrily, "Dog man, ignore me for so long, and when you get back, just take care of this and that. Who do you think you are?"

Angrily grabbing the pillow for a while, An Rao lowered her head and looked at her waist strap.

I'm going to see Xiaobao every day. It's not very suitable to wear it like this. I'll buy a suspender that doesn't show my waist tomorrow.

Sling is the last dignity.