Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

Right here, Tong Xiaoman, who came back with a big bundle of dead branches, shouted excitedly, "Che, look what I found."

Nalanche put the tiger skin aside and walked forward. Tong Xiaoman put down the dead branches and handed him some black stones. The excited sample was like offering treasure.

"This is flint, well done." Nalan Che reached out and took the black stone, smelled it and knew it was flint. He couldn't help but show a surprise smile on his face, bowed his head and kissed her face to express encouragement.

"With this, it's easy for us to get a fire. Barbecue quickly. I'm starving." Tong Xiaoman quickly built a campfire with an excited smile.

Soon the fire was burning. Nalanchi put the tiger meat on the branch and baked it on the campfire.

Smelling the Zizi meat smell, Tong Xiaoman's saliva almost couldn't help flowing out.

Nalanche glanced at her with a smile, then cut the thin and easy cooked meat with a dagger and gave it to her.

Tiger meat has a strong meat flavor. Although there is no seasoning, Tong Xiaoman thinks that this meat is delicious in the world.

Nalanche was hungry, too, but he ate very gentle and elegant. The torn meat was put into his mouth and chewed slowly, which was in sharp contrast to her rude wolfing.

Tong Xiaoman wondered, isn't he hungry like her?

The sky here soon turned dark. They didn't eat long before the sun sank to the sea and the temperature dropped rapidly. It was still hot like a stove during the day, but in the evening, it was cold and trembling, and the temperature continued to decline.

There was still a lot of tiger meat left. Tong Xiaoman was worried that other animals would take it in the middle of the night, so he dug a hole in the beach, wrapped it with leaves and buried it in the hole.

Nalan Che frowned, softened the dried tiger skin and handed it to Tong Xiaoman.

"Why?" Tong Xiaoman looked at the quick tiger skin with disgust. Her smell was very sensitive. I didn't know that he scrubbed it with grass with cleaning function several times, but the faint smell of blood and Sao really made her accept incompetence.

"The temperature here is getting colder and colder. You can keep out the cold by wrapping it." one side of the tiger's skin is soft fur, which is very warm. Nalanche put his hand around her waist and put the tiger's skin on her body.

The goose bumps on Tong Xiaoman immediately came out.

"Darling, don't pull it off. It will be hard to catch a cold in such a place." Nalan Che hugged her waist, kissed her face and coaxed her.

Seeing that he was so worried about himself, Tong Xiaoman was soft hearted. He had to endure the pain and sit near the campfire wrapped in the slightly flavored tiger skin.

The campfire has never stopped burning. They dare not stop, because it is likely that a ship passed by inadvertently. When they see fireworks on the desert island, they will know that someone is trapped here.

But the bonfire burned from day to night. Except for the occasional waves, the sea was calm, not to mention the shadow of the boat, even ghosts were not seen.

The wind is getting stronger and the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the biting cold continues to attack.

Finally, they had to go into the forest and rekindle the campfire. At night, the forest was very calm, only the crackling sound of the campfire burning, and the leaves rustled by the wind. Tong Xiaoman curled up in nalanche's arms. Fortunately, the tiger skin was big enough, like a blanket, wrapped them tightly, and there was a campfire next to them, so he didn't feel cold.