A gourmet journey to survive on a deserted island with beautiful women

Chapter 69

Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh, and had to say that Bu Huayu finally stood up, which surprised him a little, but he was also very relieved.

Because if today was her first day here, she might not be able to come out and act foolishly.

After going down to add dry firewood, Bu Huayu yelled as soon as he came back: "It's your turn, hurry up!"

Ling Xiao looked at her sweaty forehead and smiled, "Shall I play a song?"

"Okay!" Lin Xian'er was the first to agree, her face full of anticipation.

Lu Xuexin nodded, also looking forward to it.

Bu Huayu was stunned: "Blow? We don't seem to have musical instruments, and you didn't use bamboo to make flutes, did you?"

Ling Xiao smiled, walked to a small tree, picked a leaf and came back.

"Blowing...leaves?!" Bu Huayu was shocked.

Ling Xiao asked without answering, "What do you want to hear?"

Do you really want to blow the leaves? !
Bu Huayu said with emotion: "Whatever... oh, let's have some lyrical music!"

Ling Xiao nodded and looked at Lin Xian'er.

Lin Xian'er shouted: "Brother-in-law, I want to listen to classical music!"

Ling Xiao continued to nod, and looked at Lu Xuexin again.

Lu Xuexin said shyly, "Anything is fine."

"Woof!" Gouzi seems to be saying: "Master, you can do whatever you want!"

"learn!"

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he folded the edges of the leaves slightly, put them on his lips, pressed them with his lips, let go of his hands, sat down, and used them to weave straw sandals.

He didn't need to hold it with his hands... The three girls were all shocked!
Immediately, the melodious music floated out, riding on the gentle evening wind, and slipped into everyone's ears.

"Original Scenery of Hometown", played in Ye Zi's slightly crisp voice, is also pleasant to the ear.

If the ocarina is the narration of an elderly person, then Ye Zi is like a child's lazy hymn, which is very pleasant under his superb playing skills.

As for love... especially homesickness, it's not without it, but it was hidden by him-worried about arousing their homesickness.

After repeating the single seven or eight times, his trick succeeded!
Uh, no...ahem...it's only half the battle.

Because Lin Xian'er and Lu Xuexin were asleep, but Bu Huayu was not, staring blankly at the fire in the kiln.

Without disturbing Bu Huayu, he quietly carried back Lin Xian'er who was sleeping soundly on his back.

When he came back, Bu Huayu had come back to his senses, smiled at him, and helped put Lu Xuexin on his back for him to carry it back.

When he came out again, he found that Bu Huayu was still sitting there. After adding some dry firewood, he asked puzzledly, "Are you still sleepy?"

Buhuayu said with a smile: "Why, you want to hypnotize me too, and then find Miss Wu?"

Ling Xiao has black lines all over her head, this female hooligan really dares to say anything, and she is not afraid that she will not get married!
Seeing him knitting straw sandals with his head bowed, she pursed her lips and sat down beside him, then took off her high heels and put her feet on his lap.

Ling Xiao had no choice but to raise his head, and asked angrily, "Why?"

The half-lying Buhua said, "Make me a pair too!"

Seeing that she had returned to normal, Ling Xiao nodded, stretched out his hand to catch her, and measured the data with his fingers.

"Um……"

A strange voice sounded, and he looked up.

"What are you looking at?!" Bu Huayu said angrily, "Itchy!"

Ling Xiao sighed softly, and was about to continue measuring, but suddenly a gust of wind blew over her long skirt...

Turn around quickly!

After a while, thinking that she had already tidied up, she turned her head, but was dumbfounded: "You..."

Bu Huayu yawned and interrupted his embarrassing words, and said indifferently: "It's not like you're wearing nothing, besides, you've seen everything, is there any need to cover it up?"

Ling Xiao was speechless, so he had to endure his frantically beating heart and help her tidy up.

Seeing that he was not looking directly at him, Bu Huayu felt a little amused, and at the same time felt like teasing him, so she opened the hem of the skirt that he had finally pulled back.

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, ignored it, quickly got the data, and threw her foot back.

Bu Huayu rolled her eyeballs and stretched out her other foot.

Ling Xiao said angrily: "Why?"

She said: "It's okay if the shoes don't fit, you have to measure them."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, and hurried to work.

Seeing him measure from the air this time, Bu Huayu gritted her teeth secretly, feeling frustrated and a little angry, so she sat down next to him after her feet were thrown away.

This time Ling Xiao didn't dare to be tough, and asked frightenedly, "Why?"

Bu Huayu said: "It's all your fault. You can't brag about it, but you want to brag about the original scenery of my hometown. I feel homesick and want to cry... hug me and comfort me!"

Hey, hey, you have a weasel-like smile, but you don't look like you're about to cry!

Ling Xiao was about to pee, but he turned over and straddled his arms.

He was hugged around the neck, he was terrified, and was about to throw him away in anger, but she blushed and said with a stubborn smile: "Hold me for a minute! Otherwise, I will scream loudly and say you are molesting!"

Ling Xiao was stunned!
After a while, he swallowed dryly and begged, "Let's forget it?"

"No way!" Bu Huayu shook her head firmly, in order to prove that she had a heart of stone, she bravely pressed close to him.

Immediately, her complexion changed drastically, because she found that Ling Xiao was smiling—sneering!
Sure enough, she read it right, the next second, she let out an exclamation, was picked up by Ling Xiao and pressed on her thigh, and then...

The crackling sound is endless!
That's right, she was beaten again, and this time Ling Xiao stepped up, and after only a few slaps, she begged for mercy and said she would never dare again.

Ling Xiao stopped, and triumphantly walked to add firewood, but...

Bu Huayu pointed at the dog's nose and cursed: "You heartless dog, thanks to my mother who risked her life to save you, but you just watched him touch my mother's butt without doing anything!"

This made him stagger, and almost crashed into the burning cave.

…………

Looking at Bu Huayu who suddenly fell asleep on his shoulder, Ling Xiao shook his head, very speechless.

This guy is obviously worried that he will turn into a beast, and his whole body is stiff, but he still wants to tease himself...

Is it really a character to die?

It shouldn't be!She is a big boss, it is impossible for a brain-dead to become a big boss!

Or, she originally had a dark attribute, but she was once suppressed by the world, and now there is no restraint, so she catches this small part of herself and lets herself go?
"I'm afraid..."

With a wry smile, he put down the straw sandals, carefully put her on his back, and sent her back.

He went upstairs and put down the people. He closed the door and went back to add firewood, then continued to weave straw sandals.

Time flies, when the last few thickest tree trunks were stuffed into the stove hole by him, he stretched himself, suddenly remembered the days of mining, and couldn't help laughing: It's time to get off work.

Then he lifted three pairs of straw sandals and beckoned Gouzi to go back.

But Gouzi suddenly bared his teeth and roared towards the beach: "Hey... woof woof..."

Snapped!
"Ugh..."

After slapping it to make it quiet, Ling Xiao sneaked there with a bow and arrow in his hands, and saw...he was dumbfounded!

Under the moonlight, on the oily beach, that big guy who was gnawing on something, who was the old sow that he and Lin Xian'er saw? !
Not to kill pregnant female beasts—whether in his hometown or in Africa, it is the basic rule of hunters.

So he relaxed the bowstring, and dragged the eager dog back quietly.

Seeing that the old sow didn't come after him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time his eyes lit up, a sinister plan surfaced in his mind...

After returning, he only closed the door of the shelter, not the door of the smokehouse.

After feeding the last piece of abalone meat to the meritorious dog, he lay down, waiting for the sound of the old sow walking into the smokehouse to eat meat, while listening to the sleep talking upstairs, he smiled proudly.

It was another day full of harvest, and I did not waste my time!

The only fly in the ointment is that although the toilet is covered, the night is still scary...

"Well, that girl Xian'er is my patron saint, I can't let her go to bed early in the future!"

(End of this chapter)