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Chapter 53: The feeling of oppression in a small tent

Pei Huaiji stood at the door of the tent, his excessively tall and sharp figure blocked the sound of rain outside, and even the faint cyan light was blocked, leaving only the inner position behind You Mian empty.

Before this, You Mian never thought that Pei Huaiji's body would bring him such a sense of oppression and tightness.

But now You Mian unconsciously frowned slightly, and took two or three steps back slightly.

There was silence in the tent, and the friction of the clothes caused by You Mian's slight movement was very obvious.

Pei Huaiji, who had been standing outward at the door with his back to You Mian, turned his head when he heard the sound, and his condensed gaze was particularly sharp in the dim canopy, like a beast.

You Mian pursed her lips and stopped, more like a prey for fear of disturbing the beast.

The boy put his hand in his pocket as if he was cramped, and coughed lightly when he looked at Pei Huaiji who turned around.

He pretended to be calm and said: "It seems that another tent can't be set up, is there an update on the weather forecast?" ”

When will this rain stop?

Pei Huaiji's forehead hair was wet and dripping with water, and his whole body was condensed.

The man took out his mobile phone and swept his head, and said in a deep voice, "This rain looks like it can't stop." ”

You Mian frowned instantly, and then let go.

Although the tent is set up next to the RV, the two positions are not close to each other, and you will definitely get drenched when you run out.

What's more, even if he ran back into the RV, You Mian had to take a shower with his soaked clothes.

There was Shen Nanxiao in the room again, and You Mian felt in a dilemma.

He himself is okay, but he thinks that Shen Nanxiao may have never lived in a room with anyone, and he is causing trouble for others.

"It's easy to catch a cold when it rains in autumn." Pei Huaiji walked up from the door.

You Mian's neck straightened, and he tried his best to restrain the idea of continuing to retreat, and stood in place.

Pei Huaiji is actually still the same Pei Huaiji.

But solitude in the middle of the night would elevate the man's sense of strength to a frightening level.

Even You Mian couldn't bear it.

You Mian remembered the previous relationship with Pei Huaiji, and found that the two of them had never faced each other alone in such a silent and closed and narrow place.

Everything here made You Mian feel unfamiliar, without the slightest sense of familiarity.

Pei Huaiji squatted next to his suitcase, opening the box and putting it on the moisture-proof mat to find clothes that he could change into.

The man's shoulders are broad, and the soaked shirt outlines the very strong and beautiful shoulder and back muscle lines, and down is the narrow waist tucked into the pants, which is full of power.

You Mian lowered his eyelashes, and the fingers in his pocket scratched restlessly.

"You Mian."

Pei Huaiji's voice slammed coldly into the small tent, making You Mian look at him sharply.

Pei Huaiji seemed to notice You Mian's crampedness, and his voice was softer than usual.

He said, "I'll change my clothes, don't mind?" ”