Xie Qingci was scolded and still maintained a well-behaved look, like a submissive little wife.
Lan Hui secretly remarked to Yu Xia, "So this is what you like, Sister Yu Xia."
Obedient, beautiful, with her in their heart and eyes.
Yu Xia showed a mysterious smile.
Even though she didn't know how Lan Hui judged Xie Qingci, she was sure that it was completely opposite to reality.
Xie Qingci is a master of playing the victim, looking shy now, he'll be all the more arrogant later.
The night free time ended, and everyone yawned their way back to their tents.
This variety show was an unusual relief; everyone was too exhausted to cause any trouble even if there were bad sentiments.
With the time it takes to argue, it's better used for sleep.
Before climbing into the tent, Yu Xia glanced at Song Xi, sitting alone by the sea, his head lowered and unmoving, with waves gently washing over his feet.
His back looked like a gray shadow about to be swallowed by darkness.
