Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

There was only a little light left in the sky.

The clouds faded from purple to black.

Mo Qing opened his eyes, only to feel that the world was spinning for a while.

He covered his head and slowed down for a while.

"Isn't it suitable to go out by boat this year, and turn around every time?" Mo Qing complained.

I thought it would be amazing to experience a capsized boat once in my life, but who knew I could experience it a second time.

Fortunately, he survived this time.

He looked to his side, where Han Ling was lying there.

People are fine.

After the two were swept away by the waves, they accidentally discovered the island here, and it took a lot of physical strength to swim to the shore.

As soon as they landed, the two fainted due to exhaustion.

Mo Qing woke up Han Ling.

The latter just opened his eyes, also in a state of bewilderment.

"Where are we now?" she asked.

"A new island," Mo Qing said with a wry smile.

"Then our current situation is not the same as it was half a year ago?" Han Ling's eyes flustered.

Mo Qing corrected: "No, it's better than half a year ago."

Half a year ago, when they first entered that deserted island, they only had clothes on their bodies.

But it's different now, Mo Qing still has two knives on her body.

A utility knife, a David's dagger.

At least with self-defense tools.

Han Ling checked his clothes and only found a few pieces of pork jerky in his pocket.

It was supposed to be a snack for her to pass the time on the raft.

It is now their only food.

"It's getting dark, first gather wood and make a fire"

The two quickly found some dead branches and leaves.

However, now there is an embarrassing situation.

In the past, they used lighters to light fires, but when they encountered a tsunami, the lighters were gone.

"I can only make fire by drilling wood," Mo Qing said.

First find a thicker wooden stick, dig a drill hole in it, and carve an inverted "v" groove.

Then find a thinner wooden stick, smooth the stick body, and use it as a drill pipe.

So you can start drilling wood to make fire.

But this method is very tricky and time-consuming.

So, Mo Qing took off a shoelace, found a resilient branch, and made it into a bow.

The bowstring is wrapped around the drill pipe.

The drill rod is put straight into the drill hole, and then a stone is held and pressed against the other end of the drill rod.

Slide the bow body back and forth, and the bow string drives the drill pipe to move, so as to achieve the purpose of rubbing the drill pipe by hand to make fire.

This method is more convenient than rubbing with bare hands.

At least it won't hurt too much.

Mo Qing and Han Ling exchanged drills, and replaced each other when one was tired.

During this period, two or three times sparks were rubbed out, but before they put in the prepared igniter, the sparks went out.

This is a very painful thing.

It was completely dark.

Mo Qing was sweating on his forehead, staring closely at the drill pipe in his hand.

He could already see a little white smoke floating out.

not enough!
As the drilling speed gradually increased, more and more white smoke appeared.

"Click"

The bow is broken.

The rapid drilling caused this simple bow to fail to hold and break in the middle.

Mo Qing threw away the bow and rubbed it with his hands instead.

"Quick, bring the fire starter"

Han Ling immediately picked up the dry grass next to him.

Mo Qing took it, poured the sparks in the drill hole, and blew gently.

He moved slowly, and seemed cautious with every puff he blew.

Even when it comes to bragging about girls, he is not so fine.

The smoke thickened.

A flame rose in his hand.

Mo Qing was so excited beyond words, after so many attempts, he finally succeeded.

Fire can drive away darkness and make wild beasts afraid to approach.

The two sat by the fire.

Han Ling will pass the few jerky to Mo Qing.

There is not much jerky and it can be eaten in a few bites.

The wind by the sea is very strong and very cold.

The two took off their wet clothes and dried them on the fire.

"I remember the first time the two of us were on a desert island. You were still very reserved at that time. I never thought that half a year later, we would be able to meet each other honestly," Mo Qing joked.

Han Ling snorted, "Didn't you watch it that night!"

Mo Qing said with a rascal smile: "You also looked at me, we are even."

"rogue!"

Han Ling cursed, and then his expression became sad, "I don't know what happened to Yuyan and the others?"

"Don't worry." Mo Qing rubbed her head, "We are all safe, and so are they."

"Um"

"Grumpy"

Han Ling blushed pretty, and touched his stomach.

"hungry?"

"Um"

After swimming for so long in the afternoon, I also spent a lot of energy drilling wood to make fire.

Just relying on a few pieces of jerky is not enough to satisfy hunger.

Mo Qing's stomach growled in the same way.

"Why don't you bite me to satisfy my cravings?" Mo Qing stretched out his arm.

"No, you have rough skin and thick flesh, it doesn't taste good at all"

"Then how about changing a place for you to bite?"

"Where?"

“A chewy full of muscle and a long position”

Han Ling was stunned for a while, then thought of the location Mo Qing had mentioned.

"You rascal, old pervert, pervert!" Han Ling cursed with a red face.

"What are you so excited about? It's not like you haven't tasted it before." Mo Qing giggled.

Han Ling covered his mouth, "I, I didn't"

Suddenly, she thought of something, and said in horror: "You, you didn't do something while I was asleep, did you?"

Mo Qing smirked and walked towards her step by step.

Han Ling was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but he grabbed his hand.

Mo Qing pulled her into her arms and kissed her hard.

At first Han Ling struggled for a while, but then he obeyed directly.

After a while, the two separated.

Mo Qing laughed and said, "How about it, does it taste good?"

Han Ling blushed, and said falteringly, "What did you just say...what is that?"

"Tongue, a human tongue is full of muscles, and it's very long. What do you think it is?" Mo Qing took it for granted.

"I, I thought..."

Han Ling didn't know what to say anymore.

She thought Mo Qing was talking about that part, but she didn't expect it to be the tongue.

"Wait, you don't think there, do you?"

"I, I didn't"

Han Ling lowered his head, glanced at Mo Qing quietly, and found that the other party had a tricky smile, and she realized that she had been tricked.

This guy clearly deliberately led himself to think in that direction.

Han Ling was so angry that Xiaofen punched him in the chest, and at the same time cursed, "You bad guy!"

The two romped for a while.

Afterwards, Han Ling felt sleepy.

On this deserted island where the danger is unknown, you must always be vigilant.

Therefore, when two people are sleeping, one of them must be awake.

In the first half of the night, Mo Qing was on guard.

Han Ling lay directly on his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist.

The strong body of the person next to her made her feel at ease.

"Mo Qing"

"what happened?"

"I'm so hungry, give me your hand"

"Still can't help but want to taste my flesh?" Mo Qing stretched out his hand.

Han Ling's small mouth directly contained his finger, sucking it, as if it could relieve hunger.

The tingling sensation from his fingers made Mo Qing feel like he was being shocked by an electric shock. He said softly, "I didn't wash my hands when I urinated just now."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Kidding"

"Humph"

"I actually pooped and didn't wash my hands"

"Go to hell!"