gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 192 Big Stomach King

The boat set out from the waterway. This time, the live broadcast device flew higher, and the water friends finally saw the artificial waterway.

In the light yellow underwater continental shelf, a straight dark ditch is so conspicuous.

Of course, after the soldiers dug them up, it didn't take long for the waves to wash them very smooth, and there were no traces of artificial digging at all.

The aerial camera is flying higher and higher, and the light-colored continental shelf seems to be retreating.

After reaching a certain height, the continental shelf under the entire sea surface is no longer so clear.

Dongdao is like an arrow pointing towards a huge speedboat, and the whole island is shaped like a gun head.

The light yellow edge sinks from the tip to the continental shelves on both sides. The whole island is covered with dark green plants, and the whole village hardly exists in the big shot.

It was as if a gun head made of emeralds was riding the wind and waves above the South China Sea.

Different from the dark blue of ordinary seas, the continental shelf in this area is flat, the entire sea is light blue, and there are even two green algae activity belts spreading towards the two sides.

Gorgeous.

If you enter the water at a lower level, you can even see fiery red corals and strange tropical fish.

Aerial perspective, absolutely blockbuster, every screenshot is definitely a refreshing screensaver.

On the boat, Tang Yixin sat on the bow wearing a sun hat with a brim, and gently untied the mahjong.

After untying it, Tang Yixin wanted to hug mahjong, but Mo Naihe mahjong slipped into the cabin along the bow.

Fang Hong felt movement on his pants, and looked down, Mahjong was climbing up his pants.

Tang Yixin got to the hatch and watched the mahjong climb up to Fang Hong's shoulder.

"Why is it looking for you? It's tricky."

"Yes, Sister Jiu, there must be something tricky."

Fang Hong curled his lips: "If you stick the smell of dried fish on your hands, it will come looking for you."

"Let me tell you, named Mahjong on the island obviously likes me, but I look for you when I get on the boat, so you are so insidious." Tang Yixin made a grimace and stuck out her tongue.

Fang Hong would never say that I am so friendly to animals and that I am frighteningly tall.

After Tang Yixin did so, she ran over again, reaching out to hug mahjong.

Mahjong sniffed it suspiciously, then lost interest and lay on Fang Hong's shoulder.

Fang Hong spread his hands helplessly: "You are not stupid in mahjong, only the smell is not worth eating, so you can't be fooled."

After driving for more than an hour, we encountered another island, or a reef.

It should be under the sea at high tide, so it is dark sand.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and the mahjong was already playing non-stop.

Mo Naihe can only feed small dried fish.

Probably fed nearly [-] grams.

When the boat sailed to five o'clock in the afternoon, Mahjong began to call again.

Tang Yixin touched Mahjong's belly: "This belly is bulging, it doesn't look like I haven't eaten enough."

Fang Hong frowned: "Don't feed me anymore, spit me all over in a while."

In the evening, we finally arrived at the last island with human activities on this road.

But today, there are no people, because it is not the fishing season.

Fang Hong went to the shore to check the cables and the small port: "We will go to the shore and rest on the shore tonight, and we will have to sleep on the boat after tomorrow.

Mahjong was carried ashore by Tang Yixin, and Fang Hong ashore with pots and pans on his back.

"The wind is quite strong, let's cook on the shore, the boat is a bit bumpy."

Tonight, not only are we going to make crispy pork slices, but we also need to process all the pork head meat, beef, and pork, otherwise it will stink. The temperature of more than 20 degrees and nearly [-] degrees is not just for fun.

Here, Fang Hong was lighting a fire with a brazier and an iron bucket, and Mahjong ran over to pick the firewood quickly.

That small movement, probing and shrinking, those who didn't know it thought it was chasing a snake.

Fang Hong said with a straight face, "Sit down."

Hearing Fang Hong's scolding, Mahjong sat down and stared at Fang Hong with big eyes.

Fang Hong pointed to Tang Yixin: "Go with your young mistress."

Mahjong ran towards Tang Yixin in a flash, although he ran quite slowly.

"Damn it, raise a living ancestor, how does it know what to eat."

Tang Yixin saw Mahjong running over, and hugged it happily: "How can you command it, it understands orders?"

Fang Hong broke a small piece of firewood and put it into the fire barrel: "Gun Gun listens to my command, let alone mahjong."

"By the way, have you seen it?" Tang Yixin said Gun Gun.

Fang Hong shook his head: "I've been so busy recently, where is the time?"

"You liar." Tang Yixin sneered: "Didn't you swear to Gun Gun that you would go to see it?"

Fang Hong turned his head while lighting the fire: "Okay, let's go back and watch it together."

Speaking of which, in the first place, water friends entered the live broadcast room because of rolling, and that was also a living ancestor.

Fang Hong is hot here, and Mahjong is back in minutes, all kinds of cute.

Fang Hong drove her away many times and told her to go to Tang Yixin's place.

"What's wrong with letting it stay by your side, why should you drive it away?"

"What do you know?" Fang Hong smiled shamelessly: "I'm helping it exercise."

Mahjong was brought back by my aunt's son during the Chinese New Year. Now he is just over two months old, and it is time to grow his body.

"Kitten has a characteristic, especially a kitten of more than two months, once the environment is changed, it will eat all kinds of things, for fear of starving, but eating too much will not be harmful to health, but easy threw up."

Apart from being prone to vomiting, there is no other problem. Fang Hong doesn't want this guy to turn into a big ball in half a year.

Sure enough, during the meal, Fang Hong gave it [-] grams of rice and small dried fish, and the mahjong was in full swing. Fang Hong only moved a few chopsticks, and it was done first, and then it yelled next to Fang Hong with big eyes barking.

Fang Hong stared at the mahjong: "You have to show some face. You are a raccoon cat, not an orange cat. Are you ashamed to become a fat ball?"

Mahjong turned around pitifully and walked to the side, while looking back at the pot, fell a cat gnawing mud.

Fang Hong looked back at Tang Yixin: "Look, mahjong is so small, and you can eat [-] grams of rice. You are so big, you can't eat two taels of rice."

Tang Yixin smiled: "The food is delicious. Why eat so much food?"

After eating, Fang Hong found a small grassy slope: "This is in the wild. It's really rare that the grass is so neat and comfortable."

Tang Yixin also lay beside Fang Hong.

Mahjong wanted to climb onto Fang Hong, but fell down twice in a row.

Fang Hong holds Mahjong to his chest with one hand.

Mahjong bounced around Fang Hong's chest.

"You stomped on me for a while and threw up." Fang Hong poked Mahjong's forehead with his finger: "What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing, other cats like to lie down, why are you dancing?"

Tang Yixin carried mahjong away: "Been tied for a long time, it must be lively."

Seeing Mahjong lying under Tang Yixin's chest ribs, Fang Hong shamelessly stuck it over: "It looks very suitable to lie down here."

Tang Yixin pushed Fang Hong's big head away with one hand: "Get lost."

Fang Hong looked at the cute mahjong, and got angry: "Come here!"

Mahjong Stomp ran over.

Tang Yixin rolled her eyes: "You bastard."

Fang Hong stretched out his hands: "Life is beautiful."

As the sun sets, the surface of the sea seems to be covered with gold leaf. The boat swayed slightly with the tide rising on the water bank. The green grass trembled vigorously under the breeze, and the wind passed through the trees, making whistling noises.

"Not a single inch of our Chinese land can be lost. Who knows what good things can grow on it."

The water friends also bid farewell: "Finally, I can match the clock of Brother Gun."

Early the next morning, Fang Hong woke up Tang Yixin, boarded the boat, and sailed to the sea before the high tide, and could not stay on the shore, otherwise he would not be able to set off for the next two hours.

Tang Yixin put sunscreen on herself, and then applied sunscreen on Fang Hong's forehead as he was sailing.

Fang Hong was still saying hello to his water friends, but he always felt that something was wrong. Looking back, he said, "Why do you keep rubbing this sunscreen on my head? It's not shampoo."

Tang Yixin smiled and jumped away: "I want to make sure that the top of your head is white, and treat it differently from the black face."

Fang Hong was stunned for a moment: "Come here, a crescent moon appears on his forehead."

The water friend was extremely happy: "Early in the morning, Brother Gun and Sister Jiu were fighting each other again."

"Hey, what about mahjong?"

"That's right, Brother Gun, where is my Master Ma'er?"

Fang Hong pointed to the fire bucket, which was usually used to light a fire, and at this moment, the meat that was salted and smoked last night was hanging on it.

Mahjong squatted next to the fire barrel, looking up at the meat, his eyes sparkling.

"This big eater just had a meal, and he is paying attention to the meat again." Fang Hong said helplessly: "I guess it is calculating how many times the meat has to be sold before it can be eaten."

Before Fang Hong finished speaking, he saw Mahjong's flickering eyes, and Mahjong looked back at Fang Hong with a sincere face.

(End of this chapter)