Zhou Yaoyu listened to the lazy voice of the teenager for a moment, and laughed loudly, "Xiao Chengzi, are you not angry anymore?"

  The young man turned his head aside, not looking at Zhou Yaoyu’s face, snorted coldly, as if thinking of something, his voice was dull: "Did you find your mission card?"

  Zhou Yaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of vigilance, "found it!"

  The young man pulled his head down, "Why can't I find it?"

  Zhou Yaoyu exhaled, relaxed his vigilance, and softly comforted: "It's okay, take your time."

  The cameraman stared at the scene in amazement.

  Is it swollen? There is a kind of spurring that is shown by people's affection? !

Is    an illusion? !

   must be an illusion! It must be an illusion!

  Zhou Yaoyu observed Shu Cheng’s room and pointed his finger in one direction: "Is there any over there?"

  Shu Cheng frowned slightly, strode over, rummaging for it, "No!"

   Zhou Yaoyu frowned again, "Is it over there?"

  Shu Cheng walked in the direction pointed by Zhou Yaoyu's fingers. After another round of searching, the boy took out a task card with the logo of the program group from it.

  The boy raised the task card in his hand, turned around in surprise and asked, "Is that this?"

   Zhou Yaoyu nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, I wonder if Shu Cheng is the prince or the prince?

  The young man picked up the task card and sat cross-legged on the ground. His pitch-black eyes focused on the task card in his hand, and he began to study it seriously.

  Zhou Yaoyu looked at the young man’s expression, surprised or annoyed or thought, couldn’t help but smile, oh, the stupid son of the landlord’s family, how would you live without me? !

  The cameraman holds the camera, (?｀;)? Is this kind of pink bubbles in the whole house swollen? !

  (◎_◎;) Is this feeling of being fed dog food inexplicably swollen? !

   Tell me this is just my illusion, right? !

   Must be an illusion? !

  After reading the task card, the boy cautiously hid the task card behind him, and his dark eyes looked at Zhou Yaoyu in front of him warily.

  Zhou Yaoyu smiled, "Xiao Chengzi, we have been in the same crew for so long, there should always be basic trust between people? So, we are in the same camp, I promise to cover you!"

Shu Cheng handed a candy from the candy box to his mouth again, squinted his eyes slightly, did not let go of Zhou Yaoyu's vigilance, and said in an elegant and noble voice: "How do I know if you will stab me in the back?" What if you are the murderer?"

  "There should always be basic trust between people, right?" Zhou Yaoyu made an exaggerated expression.

  "No to you." Shu Cheng chewed the candy, crumpled the task card into a ball and stuffed it into his pants pocket, looking at Zhou Yaoyu vigilantly.

  Zhou Yaoyu clutched his chest and made a heartache, as if he had been stabbed in the chest.

   "No--how can you do this to me?!" Zhou Yaoyu roared heartbreakingly.

  Shu Cheng rolled his eyes, and she was really acting!

  Cameraman:...this second item...

   Zhou Yaoyu saw that Shu Cheng ignored him and resumed his seriousness: "Seriously, we have made a gentleman agreement. Our camp will kill the others first, and finally we will fight it out?"

  "What do you do if you lie to me?" Shu Cheng chewed on the candy and put aside his head.

  "The people all over the world are watching?! Am I so shameless?!" Zhou Yaoyu wanted to cry without tears.

   Shu Cheng glanced at him suspiciously, and nodded a little hesitantly, "That... okay."