She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Ji Ning's expression returned to calm, and she said calmly, "Okay."

Meng Changyao smiled and turned her head. She was hesitating whether to wake up the other two male guests when she found that Fu Linxing had woken up at some point.

Mo Jinyan also opened his eyes when she turned her head to look.

Mo Jinyan's eyes are dark, and when he looks at others coldly, he invisibly brings great psychological pressure to people.

Meng Changyao was stunned and looked away, not looking at him for too long.

When Song Zhisheng came back from throwing away the garbage, he found that everyone was awake and said with a smile:

"Now that everyone is awake, let's get going immediately. The sunlight isn't as strong as before."

She is now full of motivation and is just looking forward to having a good sleep in the B&B after reaching the top of the mountain.

She walked into the pavilion, and Meng Changyao directly picked up her backpack and handed it to her, then put it on his own back.

Song Zhisheng had a smile on his face. After putting on his backpack, he looked at everyone.

Xiao Zhi picked up his backpack and walked over to her without saying a word.

"Okay, let's go then."

Fu Linxing saw Xiao Zhi getting close to Song Zhisheng whenever he had the chance, and the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes full of disdain.

After the group was ready, they left the pavilion and continued to move upwards.

At the beginning, Song Zhisheng and others recovered their strength and traveled quite fast, but not long after, Song Zhisheng discovered something was wrong.

She looked at the scorching sun above her head and laughed angrily.

"It wasn't this hot when we first set out."

The others also noticed it.

Meng Changyao smiled helplessly and took out the sunscreen spray and sprayed some on her face.

Fu Linxing's temper was aroused by the exposure, and his words were far less tactful than Song Zhisheng's.

"What kind of rotten weather is this? They must have tricked us out here just to get us sunburned!"

He suppressed his anger and said this, then took out the sunscreen spray and sprayed more on his face with a "click, click" sound, his movements rather violent.

After Song Zhisheng sprayed the sunscreen spray, the burning sensation on his face finally eased a little.

She hugged Meng Changyao's arm, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Thanks to you, Changyao. If you hadn't suddenly remembered to buy sunscreen spray, I would have been sunburned to death right now."

Meng Changyao couldn't help but smile: "As long as it's useful."

Although it was already past two o'clock, the intensity of the scorching sun above our heads did not decrease at all, and the light falling on the ground was all white.

Song Zhisheng climbed the stairs with great effort, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead with paper.

We have climbed this far, and continuing up is almost the same as failing to go down the mountain.

I'm already so tired, it would be a shame if I can't reach the top of the mountain.

Once you reach the top of the mountain, you can stay in a B&B, have a big meal, and take the cable car down the mountain.

You must hold on.

Song Zhisheng brainwashed himself and climbed up the mountain with difficulty.

Although Xiao Zhi followed behind her, it was so hot that he had no desire to chat.

Even if he took the initiative to start a conversation, Song Zhisheng might not have the energy to respond.

Meng Changyao, who was next to Song Zhisheng, was in the worst condition. Her face was flushed, but her eyes were full of determination.

The extremely determined thought of not wanting to fall behind motivated Meng Changyao to take one step after another.

Mountain climbing is an activity that starts out exciting but ends up being like a frost-bitten eggplant.

Song Zhisheng climbed up another step, panting, and looked back down the mountain with his backpack on his back.

The houses on the ground became smaller, and from where I stood now, I could even see a layer of white mist in the air.

Song Zhisheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled with a flushed face.

She supported Meng Changyao, who was almost unable to walk, and said:

"Why don't we rest here for a while? We're only a short distance away from the top of the mountain. We'll definitely get there before dark."

When Fu Linxing heard this, he didn't have time to answer. He took out a bottle of water and gulped down half of it in one breath. The hair on his forehead that had dried during the lunch break became wet again.

Xiao Zhi nodded when he heard this, forced a smile at her, then turned around and went to rest on the chair next to him.

"No, I really can't walk anymore."

Meng Changyao was breathing heavily and felt a blackout in front of his eyes.

She had no doubt that if she continued like this, she would probably faint on the spot.

Walking here in one breath was already her limit.

If you don't rest, you won't be able to go on.

Song Zhisheng saw that she was not in a good state and sighed.

Several times, she advised Meng Changyao to rest on the spot, but Meng Changyao was too persistent.

Every time she opened her mouth, Meng Changyao would smile gently and say:

"Don't worry about me, I know my limits."

His tone was clearly the gentlest, but he was extremely persistent in his decision.

Song Zhisheng couldn't persuade her anymore. Seeing that Meng Changyao finally couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to rest, he actually felt relieved in his heart.

Fortunately, after reaching her limit, Meng Changyao did not persist too much.

I did know how to control myself, but overdrawing my energy like this is too tiring.

"Aning, support Changyao first."

As she spoke, she took out a bottle of water from Meng Changyao's backpack.

Ji Ning's physical strength was much better than Meng Changyao's. Although she was too tired to walk at the moment, her condition was not as serious as Meng Changyao's.

She nodded and helped the man steady himself.

Song Zhisheng unscrewed the bottle cap and put the water to Meng Changyao's mouth.

"Changyao, drink some water to calm down."

Meng Changyao was so tired that she didn't even dare to nod, for fear that she would really faint after nodding.

She took small sips of water from Song Zhisheng's hand and gradually regained some strength.

Seeing that she didn't want to drink anymore, Song Zhisheng took the boiled water, covered it and put it away. He held Meng Changyao's other arm and sat down on the seat closest to them that the male guests had reserved for them.

After drinking the water, Meng Changyao's complexion quickly improved and she turned around to express her gratitude.

"Zhisheng, thank you for feeding me water."

When expressing his gratitude, Meng Changyao's tone was still a little unnatural.

She had strict family education and few close friends, let alone someone who cared about her as much as Song Zhisheng.

Oh, and there’s Ji Ning.

Meng Changyao looked to the left and smiled gently: "Thank you for supporting me when I couldn't walk anymore."

Song Zhisheng really couldn't stand hearing this kind of talk.

"Changyao, this thank you thing is too awkward. We three are friends."

There is no need to say thank you so frequently among friends.

Ji Ning's lips curled up slightly, and her cold eyes softened a little:

"Yes, there's no need to be so polite between friends."

Meng Changyao pursed her lips: "I'm used to it."

When handling work and interacting with colleagues, I will be so polite as long as the relationship is not too familiar.

As her promotion speed increased, there were fewer and fewer colleagues with whom she could talk.

Meng Changyao smiled at the two of them, her eyes full of laughter. It was the most relaxed smile Song Zhisheng had ever seen her since he met her.

"But, I won't do that again."

What she longed for before, a friendship where they could get along well without having to say thank you all the time, she now has.

The female guests got along well with each other, while the male guests were still quiet.

Fu Linxing looked at Meng Changyao with a stern face, then shifted his gaze and stared silently at Song Zhisheng.

It’s really enviable to be cared for like this by Song Zhisheng.