The next day, the sky was clear and it was a good weather to go out for fun.

Anbu was wearing a blue sportswear, a pair of yellow sports shoes, a large purple backpack, and a small rose-red waist bag on his waist, which was full of bright colors.

Jian Ningxuan is a simple black sportswear, with nothing but a mobile phone and card bag on her body. Standing next to the rainbow-like stroll, it looks like a human-shaped projection.

The two of them each took a public bicycle, like two streams of light, and rode towards their destination in the wind. From time to time on the road, they would occasionally greet Anbu and Jian Ningxuan.

An Bu always greets people with a smile, while Jian Ningxuan looks coldly, but he doesn't hate this feeling in his heart, but he just has a commander's face growing naturally.

After riding for more than ten minutes, a layer of sweat had appeared on Jian Ningxuan's forehead, and the heat was steaming around his body, like a cooked base shrimp.

He quickly rode to Anbu and immediately felt a chill coming with the wind.

Anbu looked at him and suddenly stretched out a hand to him: "Mr. Jian, I'm tired, give me your hand and let me replenish some energy~~"

Jian Ningxuan's palms were sweating. After hesitating for a while, he finally handed over his hand.

The slender and slender fingers overlap with the big hands with distinct joints, and outline a circle of soft halos in the gorgeous morning glow.

Anbu's angry value began to rise rapidly, 2, 4, 2, 3...

Jian Ningxuan felt a piece of ice jade suddenly penetrated into his hot palm, instantly extinguishing the flames burning the skin, leaving only a coolness.

"The recharge is over!" Anbu let go of his hand, held the bicycle handle again, leaned forward, and shouted, "I'm going to sprint!"

After saying that, the figure was like a rainbow arrow, rushing down the steep slope, and the long hair formed a beautiful streamline in the air.

Jian Ningxuan chased behind her and reflected the bright rainbow deeply into his gray-blue eyes.

An hour later, the two of them came to Baiguoyuan Farm. The first thing they caught their eyes was a green vine tree, with bunches of grapes hanging on the vine rack, round and full, and particularly attractive.

Outside the vineyard, rows of folk-style wooden sheds are set up, with stone tables, stone chairs, stoves, barbecue grills and other utensils for tourists to rest, have a picnic, and experience the life of the farm.

The arrival of Anbu and Jian Ningxuan attracted the attention of many tourists, and some even secretly took a few photos of them. In this world of looking at the face, handsome men and beautiful women are eye-catching wherever they go.

Anbu chose a wooden shed that was leaning against water, took off his backpack, and said while pulling out things, "Stay rest first, eat something, and we will pick grapes in the afternoon." After a pause, he added, "If you want to fish, you can borrow a fishing rod from an old farmer."

"Yes." Jian Ningxuan sat on the stone chair, looking into the distance, quietly enjoying the scenery of the farm. His sweat-soaked hair lazily placed on his forehead, and his gray-blue eyes were transparent and bright, making him look less sharp and more energetic.

Anbu handed him a bottle of juice, and took out a bottle and drank a few sips. Her face did not change at all, and she did not sweat a drop of sweat on her body. Her skin was white and transparent, like a piece of high-quality porcelain, which was exquisite but not at all popular.

Jian Ningxuan only thinks that she has a special physique, just like herself, and her body temperature is far beyond the standards of normal people, which cannot be explained by modern medicine.

"Wait for me for a while, I'll go and find the old farmer to borrow some necessary tools." An Bu reminded him, and ran away without waiting for Jian Ningxuan to reply.

Jian Ningxuan had just lifted up half an inch of the tun and put it back again. His eyes were staring at her far back. The heat inside her body burned his body twice as she left, and the sweat beads rolled down like a waterfall.

So, he doesn't like going out the house the most, especially the wilderness without air conditioning.

By the time Anbu came back, Jian Ningxuan had been baptized by sweat, like a big cat just caught out of the water, with her hair entangled, her eyes were hazy and indescribable. But he still maintained his usual aloofness and did not realize that his image had collapsed.

Anbu: "..." What should I do if I want to laugh so much? Hold it down!

Anbu calmly took out his cell phone from his pocket and quietly took a picture of it for him. Just as he was about to save it, a big hand suddenly reached out and took her cell phone away.

Jian Ningxuan looked at the mobile phone screen calmly and frowned: "How can there be a photo of the President in your phone?"

"What?" The President's Fruit Photo? An Bu hurriedly put his head over and tried to find the illegal picture of pornography and politics that was likely invited to have tea.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got closer, I saw the screen flashing, and two faces close together were instantly frozen on the photo. The man's expression was comfortable and handsome, the girl looked surprised, her lips slightly opened, as if she had seen something incredible.

An Bu: This man actually has the attribute of being a black man? In order to revenge on her secret photos, he dared to make up even the photos of the President of the State!

Jian Ningxuan didn't look at her. He quickly pressed his fingers and was about to send the photo to his mobile phone. Unexpectedly, he searched in her phone book for a long time but couldn't find his name. After searching with the number, three words immediately popped up: Cat owner.

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

Anbu: "..." Ah, I was discovered.

"Master of the cat?" Jian Ningxuan's low voice was a bit subtle.

"This is a nickname." Anbu explained.

"I know it's a nickname." Jian Ningxuan unexpectedly remembered the cat bowl, cat plate, cat tea cup, cat cake, cat pillow that Anbu made for herself... So, she treated herself as a cat?

But, “Why is a cat?”

"Because," Anbu's eyebrows bent, "I like cats."

Suddenly, she was fed a handful of sweet cat food. Jian Ningxuan suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being a cat. Who told her to like it "so"? It's really... (An Bu: Where did you come from "so"?)

After lunch, Anbu put a straw hat on Jian Ningxuan to make him look more down-to-earth. Then the two went to the vineyard to pick grapes. The grapes here are free to pick, as long as they can be packed, they will pay by pound at that time.

The grapes grew very well and were full, and there was almost no need to choose them. Not long after, the two of them picked a basket and came back.

Before we got close to the wooden shed, we saw a dozen young men and women occupying them and several nearby wooden sheds.

Although wooden sheds are all public, they also pay attention to coming first and then coming. The items placed inside indicate that there are already people there. Most people will choose another place when encountering this situation to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

Anbu did not put important items in the wooden shed, only some tools borrowed from old farmers, and carried them with them. In the afternoon, he originally planned to do barbecue, but now he drove people away or used tools to change places. It seems that it is not suitable.

"Wait for me." Jian Ningxuan whispered to Anbu, then walked straight towards the group of people.

Anbu originally thought he was going to negotiate with the group of people, but he walked to a place five meters away from them to stop, then took out his cell phone and pretended to be shooting the scenery.

"I'm going, why is it suddenly so hot?" A young man shook his collar and his face flushed.

"It's already autumn now, and it's still so hot, it's really weird." One person around him also complained.

"Is it hot?" said a companion sitting in another wooden shed, wonderingly, "I think it's quite cool."

"It's cool? It's almost hot."

"How is that possible?" Another companion in the wooden shed walked over suspiciously, and immediately felt the prickly heat on his body tremble, his chest was so stuffy that he quickly took a few steps back and said, "Your shed may not be ventilated, come here."

The few people who were staying in the wooden shed in Anbu left one after another and walked into the wooden shed where other companions were. Not long after, they really felt that they were no longer hot.

Strangely, they are all wooden sheds, why is the gap so big? Is it because there is a problem with Feng Shui?

Seeing that the wooden shed was empty, Jian Ningxuan put his phone, which was so hot that he was about to be scrapped, back into his pocket, and turned his head to give An Bu a look of "successful exorcism" to him.

He actually used his high body temperature that could release heat to "bake" those people away...

Anbu walked to him with a smile and praised, "Mr. Jian is so amazing."

Jian Ningxuan: "Making good use of all available resources is a necessary professional quality for leaders."

Stop holding on, it depends on how you are...

Anbu handed him the towel and went to drill a basin of well water for him. He thought to himself that he would not make barbecue in the afternoon so that he would not faint from the heat of the charcoal. Anyway, she brought enough "cat food" and it would be fine to feed him.

So the two sat in the shed, drinking tea, blowing the wind, eating snacks, and playing crossword games. The blue sky, the blue lake, the vines, the fields, the autumn wind brings a refreshing feeling, and the beautiful scenery is picturesque.

Before he knew it, it was four o'clock. Anbu bought two bottles of homemade wine with the old farmer. After paying, he rode his bicycle with Jian Ningxuan and rushed towards the direction of his return home in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Attack."

"Um?"

"Let's come together next time."

"OK."
Chapter completed!