The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Mobei was busy cleaning up and didn't notice that He Songming was just trying to make a sound, and missed the rare opportunity to teach him how to speak.

He took out the two quilts and spread them on the floor of the cave. When he slept at night, he could press half of them under his body, wrapping them up as both a sheet and a quilt, so he didn't have to worry about catching a cold.

"Let's go to the water's edge." Ruan Mobei stood up and motioned for He Songming to help him carry the metal box.

He Songming stood up, and a certain unrestrained part swayed wantonly with his movements.

Ruan Mobei......

Without saying a word, he immediately took out a jacket from the vacuum bag, wrapped it around He Songming's waist, and tied the two sleeves in a knot at his back.

He Songming held the metal box with one hand, lowered his head and pulled the temporary cloth, as if he felt uncomfortable.But Ruan Mobei had already taken a step, and he couldn't untie it for a while, so he could only keep up with Ruan Mobei first.

The two reached the water's edge and put the metal box away. Ruan Mobei patted the river bank and motioned He Songming to sit down.

He Songming sat on the shore, his legs hung down naturally, and his feet were submerged in the water.A translucent swimming fish passed between his fingers, and He Songming kicked it, causing a splash of water.

Playing is the nature of human beings, and He Songming seemed to find some kind of fun in it, and began to tread water carelessly.

Ruan Mobei took out the dagger from his pocket, grabbed He Songming's messy hair draped over his shoulders, and said, "It might hurt a little, so don't move around."

He Songming was too busy entertaining himself to pay attention to him.

Ruan Mobei took the opportunity to cut the first knife. He gently pulled the hair to straighten it, and cut the knife three or four centimeters away from the scalp, leaving some room for trimming, so that He Songming's trimmed hair would not be too horrible to look at.

His long hair fell down in strands and scattered around his feet, and he carefully shaved off his sideburns. Ruan Mobei took a general look and felt that it was okay.

The workmanship is not bad.He thought with relief, and then went to deal with He Songming's beard.

Beards are not as easy to manage as hair. Ruan Mobei first cut them short enough, then patted water on He Songming's chin and lips to moisten them, pulled his face, and scraped off the small stubble with the blade bit by bit.

The sharp blade made He Songming instinctively feel the danger, subconsciously dodged back, not very cooperative.

"Okay, okay, it will be done soon..."

Ruan Mobei pinched his chin, and coaxed him nicely at first, but then he got annoyed and put the knife away, rubbed the thin stubble under He Songming's lips with his palm, and stared at his own with admiration. Works, said, "Okay, that's it, it's much more pleasing to the eye."

He Songming has grown up well since he was a child. In junior high school alone, boys and girls who have expressed their admiration for him can line up from the east to the west of the city. When they become adults, their outlines become tougher and their figures more upright, which makes people unable to take their eyes off them. .

Ruan Mobei has known him for nearly 20 years. It stands to reason that no matter how handsome a person is, he should get used to seeing him every day, but he still feels handsome at a certain moment.

To be exaggerated, that face perfectly fits all Ruan Mobei's imagination of handsome guys, as if... He Songming grew up according to his aesthetics.

Weird idea, isn't it?But Ruan Mobei really thought so.

He Songming lay on the shore, looking at his own reflection on the water. He stared curiously for a while, stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched the water, circular ripples spread out, and the ripples blurred his face.

Ruan Mobei squatted on the side, picked up water to wash his arms, he didn't know what he rubbed on the road, he always felt itchy on his skin, and hoped that he would not be allergic later.

The cool water flows through, so that the itching on the arms is relieved a lot.

"Take a shower and put on your clothes. This size should be suitable for you." Ruan Mobei said, pulling the vacuum bag in the metal box.

He turned his head and saw that He Songming got his dagger at some point, and was raising one arm, imitating the way Ruan Mobei shaved him before, using a knife to shave his armpit hair.

Ruan Mobei......

Ruan Mobei silently watched him focus on his armpits like a monkey. He Songming's learning ability is very strong. This is obviously something to be happy about, but he is not happy at all.

He pressed the aching forehead with a gentle force, but he took the knife back from He Songming's hand without refusal, "There is no need to scrape it off."

He Songming frowned suspiciously. He pointed to his shortened hair and stubble, then pointed to his armpits, then turned around and pointed to the place that was being covered by the crotch cloth.

Here, there, also hair.

Ruan Mobei "."

He put the knife back into his pocket, and decided not to let He Songming get it again for the time being.

"Come on, take a bath first." Ruan Mobei gently tugged on He Songming's arm, motioning for him to go down into the water. He Songming followed his strength, stepped on the bottom of the river, looked up at him, and wanted to Pull Ruan Mobei down together.

"I'm not going into the water—come on, stop pulling! I'm going down now!"

He Songming's strength was too great, and Ruan Mobei couldn't hold him back, fearing that if he persisted, he would be torn off directly, repeating yesterday's tragedy, so he hurriedly agreed.

The water was waist deep and his clothes would definitely get wet unless he was wearing nothing.

It's impossible not to wear it. He can reluctantly accept He Songming dangling in front of him, but it doesn't mean he can run naked naked.Ruan Mobei took off his shoes, socks and jacket, put on a pair of trousers, and stepped into the stream with bare feet.

He picked up the water and helped He Songming wipe his back. He grabbed one of He Songming's shoulders and rubbed his skin with the pad of his thumb. The gray dirt emerged little by little and was rinsed clean.

Ruan Mobei rubbed He Songming's body all over except the key parts. He was so tired that he couldn't lift his wrists. He straightened up and was relieved to see that He Songming's whole body had turned white.

He Songming was very comfortable being rubbed by him. Seeing Ruan Mobei stop, he took his hand and put it on his chest, signaling Ruan Mobei to come again.

"Rub it yourself, I'm exhausted." Ruan Mobei withdrew his hand and washed himself in a hurry. He was leaning over to wash between his toes when he felt his hands on his waist.

Those broad hands, with almost scorching heat in the palms, directly touched the sensitive side of the waist, making Ruan Mobei shiver.

very itchy.Ruan Mobei slapped He Songming's hand off, turned around, couldn't help laughing and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

He Songming stretched out his thumb and made a rubbing motion.

"You don't need to rub it for me, I'm much cleaner than you." After cleaning himself briefly, Ruan Mobei climbed ashore, dried his body with the shirt he took off, and took out a new set of clothes from the vacuum bag to change into.

"Come up." Pulling He Songming ashore, Ruan Mobei wiped his body clean, and loosened the drenched crotch around his waist.

Ruan Mobei controlled his eyes from looking where he shouldn't, took out the clothes prepared for He Songming, and said, "Put on the clothes."

Of course He Songming couldn't wear it by himself, Ruan Mobei unbuttoned his shirts one by one, grabbed the man's arm and put it into the sleeve.

Standing in front of He Songming, Ruan Mobei pulled the remaining sleeve of his clothes to the other side. He got very close, and his arms and body just surrounded He Songming.

He Songming lowered his head and stared at Ruan Mobei's collarbone, then suddenly opened his arms and hugged him.

Ruan Mobei...?

He Songming was so strong that Ruan Mobei's feet were almost lifted off the ground by him, and he didn't catch his breath.Ruan Mobei didn't understand what kind of behavior He Songming learned to "hug" from, and he didn't do anything?

Perfunctorily patted He Songming on the back as a hug, Ruan Mobei lowered his head and buttoned his buttons one by one, He Songming stared at his nimble fingers without blinking his eyes.

After putting on the shirt, Ruan Mobei brought the trousers, squatted down, and put them on He Songming's legs one by one.The process was a bit difficult, but fortunately, the result was good. He Songming put on his shirt and pants. Although it was a vacuum, it was better than shaking them around freely.

Finally cleaned up like a human being.Ruan Mobei looked at He Songming from head to toe, very pleased.

He Songming didn’t look very comfortable. He was used to being free, and suddenly felt uncomfortable when he put on clothes. He kept trying to take off his shirt, but the buttons were the gap that he couldn’t be happy at the moment. He Songming gave up decisively and turned his goal to pants .

Ruan Mobei was washing his changed clothes, when he heard the rustling sound behind him, he turned his head and saw He Songming had taken off his trousers, the black sweatpants were piled loosely between his ankles, naked Two legs are exposed.

Ruan Mobei "..."

He put down what he was doing and pulled back He Songming's trousers.

Ruan Mobei turned around and pretended to continue washing clothes. After a few seconds, he suddenly turned around.

Sure enough, He Songming put his hands on the waist of his trousers, trying to take off his trousers again while he was not paying attention.

"Dress honestly." Ruan Mobei frowned, trying to put on a stern expression, crossed his arms and made a capital cross, conveying the meaning of "no" to He Songming.

He Songming couldn't understand the words, but he understood Ruan Mobei's expression. He let go of his hands and imitated Ruan Mobei, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Yes, that means it's not allowed."

Can't?

He Songming stared at his hands thoughtfully, temporarily being honest.

Ruan Mobei breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly washed the clothes, wrung out the water and put them in bags temporarily.He picked up the metal box next to it with both hands, tilted it into the stream, and the water poured in immediately.

It is a bit troublesome to go here every time I drink water. It will be much more convenient to use this as a water tank, and it can also avoid the situation of drinking less water due to laziness.

The box filled with water became heavier. Ruan Mobei lifted it up with great effort, and sat on the ground to relax for a while. The midday sun quietly moved from overhead to the west side. They had to hunt again, so hurry up Just go back.

"Come on, help me."

He Songming was already able to understand Ruan Mobei's meaning every time he needed help. He lifted one side of the water tank and went back with Ruan Mobei one after the other.