Survive in the Wilderness! The Actor King Sits in My Arms and Weeps Chapter 292

Gu Sheng stepped back frantically.

Mr. Bo fluttered for a while, feeling a little regretful, "Captain, why did you avoid it? Don't do this next time. I'm very old, and it's easy to be embarrassed."

Gu Sheng: "..."

dying.

He wants to retire.

【Continue, don't stop! ! ! I laughed until the bed was shaking! ! 】

【I seem to see the old version of Lin Lin】

【Rinlin is young now, so you still need to make a face, right? 】

[The old man said in an interview before that fifty years old is a barrier. I guess that hurdle should refer to the moral bottom line, right? 】

Old Man Bo looked at Gu Sheng again.

"Don't worry, I think we should be good brothers. After all, our age and experience are here. My eldest grandson is still young and doesn't understand many things. I think you have a face full of vicissitudes! We must have a lot of common topics!"

vicissitudes?

age?

experience?

These words directly penetrated Gu Sheng's heart!

He looked at Old Man Bo's gully face and tried his best to endure it, so he didn't run to the lake to take a good look at himself.

"Captain, don't be afraid!" Ji Ran was also cheering for himself, "It's okay! It's been so long, we've all survived! This time we can too!"

Gu Sheng pursed his lips.

【Ji Ran, your request is a bit too low】

[Ji Ran: Still low? ? Alive, this is going out from the island alive! 】

"Close the team, close the team!" Qiu Ye shouted and walked towards the tent.

If he doesn't close the team again, Lord Yama will come to collect his life!

Before Su Yangyang raised his legs, he still looked at Bo Xi and Mr. Bo.

The old man followed the team and directly turned his head and waved his top hat at Su Yangyang.

"Don't be afraid! I'll be back soon!"

Bo Xi also said, "Don't worry, so am I."

Qin Ya and Gu Sheng: "..."

It was not until the person left that Su Yangyang looked back.

"Let's go." She led the team and walked to the station.

Xiao He and others were very sensible, walking ahead, and soon, the figure disappeared into the night, leaving the last Bo Silin and Su Yangyang walking alone.

Bo Silin glanced sideways at Su Yangyang.

Under the moonlight, his face was as cold as ever, but there was still a hint of disappointment in his eyebrows.

"The old man said, come back soon." Bo Silin said, "He will not break his promise."

Su Yangyang nodded.

[Sister Wuwuwu is sad! 】

[It will take several days to come back soon, so I must be sad! 】

[Gu Sheng and Qin Ya are the saddest people, family members don't go astray! 】

[That is, no one cares about our Yaya's life and death! 】

[I just want to go to the live broadcast room over there to see the love and hatred between Gu Sheng and the old man]

[Sister Wuwuyang's family members who just got here will leave soon, so I must be very disappointed]

When he walked to the station, Su Yangyang still lowered his head.

"It's here." Bo Sirin's voice came from above.

She looked up and saw nothing but darkness.

"Xiao He." Su Yangyang called out.

There was no answer in the camp.

Su Yangyang frowned.

Usually they will light torches to light up the station.

And at this time, Xiao He and the others should have set up the bonfire to prepare dinner.

Why is there no movement?

Su Yangyang's eyes turned cold in an instant, and he lifted his leg and stepped forward!

A tiny flame suddenly ignited in the night sky.

She took a step.

The fingertips quickly pressed the sleeve arrow.

The next second, the entire wrist warmed and was held by someone.

Looking up, it was Bo Silin.

Bo Silin was laughing, and glanced to the other side of the camp.

"Yangyang, look."

Her figure was still tense, and following his movements, she turned her head slowly.

In the night sky, the light of the candle was very weak, and there was only one candle stuck in the middle of a round object.

Squinting and looking carefully, it seems... it's a cake?

Then, the person with the cake came out from behind the tent.

First Mr. Bo, then Ye Lanzhi, Bo Xi, Xiao He, Qiao Hefeng...

One by one, with hippie smiling faces, forming a pile.

Everyone was wearing a family portrait t-shirt.

Dazzling and shining.

【Is this what you said come back soon? ! This is too **** fast! 】

[Give back my tears! Make me cry for nothing! 】

[Help, I will never give my true feelings to this live broadcast again!!!]

[No, cake candles? Who is gone? ? Need such a big celebration? ? ? 】

[Could it be Gu Sheng? 】

Su Yangyang was stunned.

Between the stagnation, a team over there has begun to move.

In the night, there were still soft voices and a few complaints that could not be ignored.

"Fuck, be careful! Don't blow!"

"Don't move! Don't move! Don't knock it over!!!"

"Candle candle! Protect the candle!!"

"It would be a fart if it was blown out!"

Bo Silin: "..."

He froze.

Then sensitively noticed that the hand he was holding also froze.

"What are they doing?" Su Yangyang turned around and asked.

The corners of Bo Silin's mouth twitched: "...Let's take a look first."

[I feel Rin Rin knows that his expression means speechlessness]

[Laughing, I googled the sisters hahahahaha, guess what day is today? 】

【What day? Gu Sheng's birthday? 】

【I rely on! It's Sister Yang's birthday! ! ! ! 】

【I lost? true and false? 】

【Really really really! ! People stopped laughing, shouldn't this be a birthday surprise? ? 】

Mr. Bo moved slowly while protecting the cake.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit the desert island, and everyone collapsed and shouted.

"Encircle! Encircle! It's over, it's over, it's going to be destroyed!"

Everyone moved around, desperately forming a wall of people!

Bo Silin: "..."

"Let's go." He directly pulled Su Yangyang, turned around and left.

"Bo Silin! Stop for me!"

The old man roared.

He moved faster, taking small steps to the ground, and swooping forward as if he had doubled the speed.

The human wall is also approaching with great strides!

Bo Silin closed his eyes, and Su Yangyang's eyes were fixed on the surface of the cake.

"Bo Si Rin." She pulled La Bo Si Rin's sleeve, "that cake has a corpse painted on it."

Corpse?

Bo Sirin turned his head and looked at the cake.

The next second, pulling Su Yangyang, the pace is even faster.

[According to my observation, it seems to be a person drawn with red strawberry jam]

[It seems that there are words written on it? ? 】

【Zoom in and zoom in! Zoom in! 】

[I can't laugh anymore, high ponytail, red clothes, it's the painting of Sister Yang, that's right hahahaha]

[Mr. Bo: Elaborate painting~www.mtlnovel.com~ Sister Yang: What corpse? 】

"Stop!" Mr. Bo took a spacewalk and slowly slid between the two.

Cake served.

Several smiling faces came together.

The firelight shines from the bottom up, shining on the face, and the shadow under the eyes has the atmosphere of a horror story.

After grinning, it was a warm blessing.

"Yangyang, happy birthday!"

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Babies, the bald train was late yesterday and arrived home in the middle of the night. Tonight's manuscript will be slower, and the update will be resumed from tomorrow, twitter babies~

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