Live broadcast of desert island survival, start with a female star

In a cave a few kilometers to the west of Lu Wei's shelter, Rashid was sitting by the fire, holding a freshly grilled salted fish, biting it bit by bit.

Looking at the heavy rain outside the cave with wolf-like greedy eyes, recalling the mountain of meat and the beautiful and alluring beauties in the small room to the east, the saliva flowed down uncontrollably.

He couldn't bear the harsh environment in the cave, and he had to find a way to occupy it as soon as possible, even if it was to break the law and commit a crime.

He believes that as long as he can win, everything else is a small problem. With so much money, someone will settle everything for him.

However, before you do it, you must find a way to find out what is spying on you.

Rasheed believed his senses, this gift of eye sensitivity, had saved his life once.

Moreover, when he ran over to investigate the situation that day, he didn't dare to approach at all. The distance is so far away, and it's so hidden. How did he find out?
Therefore, Rashid believed that that kid must have a way to monitor him, but he hadn't found it yet.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and only some branches were used to block the entrance of the cave, and cold wind would blow in from time to time. Rashid wrapped himself tightly in wolf skins in order to keep warmer.

The cold cave made him want to get all that more urgently. With fantasies of delicious food, beautiful women and warm huts, Rashid went to sleep.

Tomorrow, he must find something to watch him.

In the warm little room, Lu Wei locked the sleeves of the sweater, cut off the thread, and a sweater was finally completed.

Lu Wei held up the sweater in his hand and showed off: "Dangdang! The sweater is finished, how is it? Doesn't it look good?"

What Lu Wei knitted was a turtleneck sweater with a neckline that could wrap the entire neck up to the chin, making it warmer in winter.

"Wow, Brother Lu Wei, you are so amazing. This sweater looks the same as the one you bought." Xiong Xiaoxiao looked at the sweater in Lu Wei's hand, her eyes lit up, and then looked at her own, really wanting to tear it apart and start over.

Li Ruobai also nodded with a smile, "Well, it's really pretty."

On the other hand, Yang Xiaohu glanced at him, curled his lips, and didn't say anything.

Lu Wei smiled, handed the sweater to Yang Xiaohu and asked, "You really don't want it?"

There was a flash of struggle in Yang Xiaohu's eyes, he wanted it a little bit, but he said no just now, how could he slap himself in the face.

"No, it looks as good as I made myself."

Lu Wei shrugged, "Okay then, I'll send it off to someone else."

Yang Xiaohu got even more confused when he heard that, if I don't want you, then send it to someone else?Can't you wear it yourself?
When Xiong Xiaoxiao heard it, she looked at Lu Wei expectantly, and the sweet smile on her face made her almost ask for it.

Lu Wei pretended not to see it, turned her head and asked Li Ruobai: "Xiaobai, do you want a sweater?"

Li Ruobai looked at the sweater, a little moved, turned his head to glance at Yang Xiaohu, but still shook his head.

"I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself, or give it to Miss Xiaohu, I'm about to finish weaving this one."

This is Lu Weizhi's first sweater, so he has to give it to his girlfriend first, even if he wants it, he has to ask for the second one.

Lu Wei nodded, "Okay then, forget it if you don't want it, just put it aside for now."

When Xiong Xiaoxiao heard this, she became anxious, what do you mean?Both of them asked, why don't I ask?This is too much.

So he put down the sweater and knitting needles in his hand, climbed up to Lu Wei, pointed to himself, and asked, "What about me? You haven't asked yet?"

Lu Weiwei looked at her with a strange face, "Why should I ask you? I didn't want to give it to you."

Xiong Xiaoxiao only felt that a knife had been stabbed in her heart, and she really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood and kill the person in front of her.

Seeing Xiong Xiaoxiao's indignant eyes, Lu Wei went on to say: "By the way, two days ago, someone lost in a brain teaser and wanted to wash my feet. I haven't washed them yet. Could it be that I want to play tricks?"

When Xiong Xiaoxiao heard it, she immediately put on a smiling face, as happy as a flower.

"Oh, didn't you forget to drink more for your birthday yesterday? Wait, I'll wash your feet now."

As she said that, she put on her shoes on the kang and went to boil hot water. It seemed that she thought that as long as she washed Lu Wei's feet, this sweater would be hers.

However, the fact is that after Xiong Xiaoxiao went out, Yang Xiaohu became anxious, and she also had the same thought as Xiong Xiaoxiao, thinking that Lu Wei would give Xiong Xiaoxiao the sweater.

This is the first sweater Lu Wei weaves. Even if it is a gift, it must be a gift to himself. How can it be given to Xiong Xiaoxiao?

Now Yang Xiaohu was a little bit stuck, wanted it, but was too embarrassed to open his mouth, no, this sweater was Xiong Xiaoxiao's.

And Lu Wei looked at Yang Xiaohu's fidgeting and fidgeting, and it was secretly funny. He wanted to save face and suffer, and he was talking about this kind of person.

Alas, forget it, whoever made herself generous, let her go up a notch.