Yan Luo raised his chin at them, clenched the handle of the car with both hands, and his fair and slender hands were clearly linked, which looked particularly translucent under the direct sunlight.

Yan Luo didn't know what he thought of, but looked around on the left and right sides of the tractor.

Yun Qingci hugged Xiao Huasui and said curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking... I've found it!" Yan Luo's eyes lit up, and he sent a stack of high hats to Yun Qingci like a treasure, "Look."

"What is this?" Yun Qingci was stunned when he looked at the piles of unknown floral objects in front of him.

Could this be...what she thought...that...?

It can't be a hat, right?

"Hat!" Yan Luo's eyebrows were dyed with wanton eyes, and his smile was curved, like a cute little fox. Yun Qingci was slightly stunned. There were more beauties in the entertainment industry, and they were beautiful and generous.

There are many celebrities in the wind, but the temperament of the girl in front of her is unique. She has her own unique charm. The charm lies not in her appearance, but in her personality.

If someone "loved her at first sight", Yun Qingci would rather say that "seeing beauty" and "starting from appearance" are true, but "loyalty to character" is the root.

While he was stunned, Yun Qingci felt his head tightening and a shadow cast on his head, blocking the vicious sunlight and ultraviolet rays.

Yan Luo took a blue floral hat and covered her head, zipped it up to her eyes, covering most of her face and neck, leaving only a pair of round eyes that were slightly wide open due to surprise, and she drooped the brim of the hat.

The small rope underneath the floral knotted on her neck and pressed the brim of her hat.

"What a pity that such a beautiful little beauty was sunburned."

Yan Luo smiled at her and also opened the small fan inlaid on her hat.

She also brought two special small hats, one for Hua Sui and the other for Yan Sui, and then threw a large green tea-picking hat from afar to Yan Xingyu.

The two little ones had no objection, but Yan Xingyu caught them and looked at the extremely ugly flower-picking tea hat, "I don't want to wear this, I'm so ugly."

There are large green flowers that are afraid of the welfare of patients. Yun Qingci has changed from a pure female star to a tea picker. Can he look like a Middle Eastern gangster?

Does he want to be face-saving?

Yan Luo shrugged indifferently, picked up a large rose-red tea-picking hat and put it on his head, and zipped up cleanly, leaving only a pair of eyes rolling their eyes at him, "Wait without wearing it."

Is it a coal miner?”

Yan Xingyu pale explained, "This hat is really ugly, I'm..."

"You are an idol, aren't you?" Yan Luo predicted his words and did not hide the gloating on his face. "Look at how many little idols are black? Don't just give up on the temporary idol burden.

Unemployed.”

"Unemployment is a trivial matter. You can recover from sun tanning, and sunburn can also be repaired. It is this ultraviolet ray that destroys the skin barrier, and the skin on the face ages and becomes wrinkled and dull, but it is irreversible?"

She also murmured to herself in a low voice, "Yan Zheliu is just considered an uncle at least, don't be regarded as an uncle with a face that looks like me."

Unemployed, darken, and grow old.

The more Yan Xingyu heard, his face became paler. After a while of entanglement, he threw it back to Yan Luo and insisted, "Don't want green ones."

He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and said, "Change me a pink one."

Very girlish.

Yan Luo brought him a pink hat and threw it back to him, "Next, Sister Xingyu."

Yan Xingyu was furious, "Who is the sister of Xingyu!"

A sturdy man must wear pink!

A few seconds later, two small and three Middle Eastern bandits emerged.

Yan Luo held the handlebars with both hands again, raised his chin, and "get in the car."

Yun Qingci hugged Hua Sui and placed her behind the tractor. Yan Sui visually measured the tractor and his current height, and consciously raised his hands to hug him.

Yan Xingyu held his armpits and raised the person into the car with both hands, then reached out to let Yun Qingci hold his hand on the tractor, and asked, "By the way, can you drive the tractor?"

Yan Luo: "..."

Seeing Yan Luo falling into deep thought, Yan Xingyu had a bad premonition from his heart for no reason. He said tentatively, "You won't tell us, you won't drive, are you?"

Yan Luo thought for a while, "Is there any instruction manual?"

Yan Xingyu closed his eyes fiercely:...

You really can't drive it?

Yan Luo closed his eyes in a collapsed state and asked carefully, "Can I Baidu be there?"

Water will open at 100 degrees, people will die at 100 degrees, and Yan Xingyu will collapse even more.

After taking the phone sent by Yan Xingyu's program team, Yan Luo solemnly and devoutly entered the search bar "How to drive the tractor?"

[Hang the neutral gear, pull the clutch, recharge the throttle, start by hand, sit well after the diesel engine is burning. Hold the gear with the right hand, choose the low gear, it is easy to start, and slow release the clutch with the left hand.]

Yan Luo smiled optimistically and innocently, "It seems very simple!"

Yan Xingyu forced a pale smile, and the Yan family's ancestors were so heartbroken that he still had the heart to joke: "It's okay, isn't it just that the masters are among the people and the mistakes are in the underworld?"

"Yes, yes." Yan Sui stuck out of the car halfway, held his chin with one hand, pointed to the camera with the other, and said cheerfully, "That is, the master is in the folk, and the mistake is in the underworld, and the video is left.

In the world, people just lie in the morgue."

Hua Sui's small hand ruthlessly covered his mouth, threatening him with a expressionless face, "You talk nonsense anymore, I'll let your body be by the river, and the story will be left in the world."

Yan Sui was silent obediently, and it took a long time to put in two words, "Poisonous woman!"

Yun Qingci's eyebrows and eyes were faint, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Luo Luo, just relax."

Yan Xingyu had already entered a state of trance and tense nerves. He smiled foolishly, "Yes, yes, just relax, don't be presumptuous."

Yan Sui looked at him in wonder, "Uncle, are you crazy?"
Chapter completed!