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

The water tank was placed in the cave to prevent any mess from falling in and contaminating the water.Hanging the wet clothes on the nearby stones, Ruan Mobei was quite satisfied looking at the small nest that had been filled with a lot of things compared to yesterday.

There is a bonfire, water, and quilts, and the three major needs of eating, drinking, and sleeping are no longer worrying, and it also strengthens his determination to continue to live well in this world.

It was the second day.

After watching the small nest gradually become a camp, and getting better little by little, I will definitely feel more fulfilled.

Is this the joy of infrastructure farming?

He Songming disappeared at some point, and Ruan Mobei searched everywhere, but couldn't find it.

"He Songming!" he shouted, "Where did you go?" "

There was no response, that is, even if He Songming really heard it, he would not answer him.

"Xiaoming! Mingming! Old He!" Ruan Mobei called He Songming's previous nicknames one by one, "...Songsong?"

In the end, Ruan Mobei came up with this address. When everyone around him was saying "Xiao Ming" and "Old He", he directly found another way and folded the middle character of He Songming's name. When the tip of the tongue spit out twice, it unexpectedly became gentle.

Because it seemed too intimate, he would only call He Songming like this under special circumstances, for example, when He Songming was drunk and called him, and he was unconscious and needed to be put to sleep.

Ruan Mobei yelled for a long time, but there was no movement. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the nearby woods, and the next moment, He Songming came out of it.

He was panting heavily, with two leaves hanging on top of his head, as if he had rushed back. The man was holding two gaudy pheasants in his hands, and was dying.

Thinking that something happened to Ruan Mobei, He Songming's eyes were alert, and he looked around tensely, looking for possible danger.

It turned out to be looking for food.

Ruan Mobei heaved a sigh of relief, he patted He Songming's tense shoulders, and said in a gentle voice, "It's nothing, I'm just afraid that you might get lost."

He Songming seemed to understand, but he miraculously relaxed under the pat. He stuffed the pheasant into Ruan Mobei's hands, and looked at him eagerly.

"Thank you." Ruan Mobei stood on tiptoe and patted his head.

He Songming became visibly happy, it was getting late, Ruan Mobei hurriedly disposed of the two chickens in his hand, lit a fire and roasted the food, which was the only serious meal for the two of them all day.

The barbecue without any seasoning was tasteless. Ruan Mobei had a hard time eating. He glanced at the opposite side. He Songming had quickly produced a pile of chicken bones and was sucking his fingers.

In this case, some food is good, but we can no longer pick and choose.Hypnotizing himself like this, Ruan Mobei tried his best to get rid of the chicken in his hand. After eating and drinking enough, sleepiness and exhaustion followed.

Exploring with a torch in the forest is tantamount to seeking death. After dark, the two can only stay near the cave to rest, waiting for the moment of dawn, and live a life of resting at sunset and working at sunrise.

Ruan Mobei lay down in the bed early, and he no longer had a low-grade fever. Presumably, he just got sick because of the sudden cold yesterday.He Songming also followed his example, lying down in the quilt, wrapping himself up, and sleeping with his clothes on.

There was an arm's length between the two of them, and Ruan Mobei stepped on the fire to extinguish the fire just to be on the safe side. With the faint moonlight and the light of fireflies, they could barely see the figure of the person next to them.

The sound of insects came from a distance from time to time, and the wind rustled the forest tops. Ruan Mobei closed his eyes, wrapped in a soft quilt, and quietly waited for sleepiness to swallow him up in the warmth.

But there was constant movement from the side. It seemed that the delicate-skinned princess was lying on a [-]-layer mattress with a bean on top of it, feeling uncomfortable no matter what.

You don't need to look at Ruan Mobei to imagine He Songming tossing and turning in the quilt, perhaps more like a big maggot than Princess and the Pea?

Being so noisy that he couldn't sleep, Ruan Mobei opened his eyes helplessly and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Songming's tumbling movement stopped, he was probably looking at Ruan Mobei with aggrieved eyes, but unfortunately it was too dark for Ruan Mobei to see.

Ruan Mobei sighed, and could almost understand the reason why He Songming was so restless. He sat up, stretched out his hand, groped to touch He Songming's warm and firm chest, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

Taking off He Songming's crumpled shirt, Ruan Mobei loosened his belt, took off his trousers, folded the clothes and put them aside, and suddenly had the illusion that he was taking care of his son.

He Songming returned to the naked state again, Ruan Mobei gently pushed his shoulder to make him lie down, and said, "Okay, go to sleep."

Sure enough, he thought well, He Songming was finally willing to lie down obediently, Ruan Mobei waited for a while, and heard that his breathing became steady and long.

"Good night."

Ruan Mobei whispered, and closed his eyes again.

The sky had just dawned, and Ruan Mobei was just full of sleep. The first ray of bluish-white skylight shone on his face. He lay down quietly for a while, and only opened his eyes when he was fully conscious.

He Songming also woke up. Ruan Mobei had heard the movement from just now, but the moment he opened his eyes, he never expected to see such a picture.

He Songming was lying on his back, and the thin quilt covering his body showed subtle changes somewhere. He seemed to be suffering, rolling and moving his body.

Ruan Mobei......

Of course he knew what happened to He Songming, but Ruan Mobei decided to pretend he didn't see it.

He Songming didn't know how to solve it at all. He rolled a few times. At a certain moment during the rolling process, he seemed to feel a slight relief from the friction, and began to imitate the way a black bear rubbed on the tree trunk. dawdling on the ground.

Ruan Mobei saw it, and really didn't know how to deal with it, should he teach He Songming how to solve the problem correctly?It's too weird!

Just rubbing on the ground can't solve the problem quickly. He Songming had a painful expression on his face. Due to something called shame, Ruan Mobei quietly stood aside and waited for him to solve it by himself.

But in many cases, the more you think about something, the more it will backfire.After dawdling for a long time but failed to get rid of the strange changes in his body, He Songming threw off the quilt and got up, moved to Ruan Mobei's side, stretched out his hand, to see if the same problem appeared in his body .

Ruan Mobei! ! !

Ruan Mobei couldn't react in time and couldn't hold onto the quilt, so he could only grab his pants tightly as a last resort.

He was also slightly congested, which was a normal reaction that men of their age would have almost every day. Usually, it would subside after a few minutes of calm, and the lingering like He Songming would only intensify.

Seeing that Ruan Mobei also had abnormalities, He Songming heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had finally confirmed that it was not because of some disease in his body.

Ruan Mobei grabbed his wrist and sat up as well. He glanced down at the other party, and made sure that He Songming couldn't figure out the solution slowly by himself. If he wanted to solve the problem quickly, he needed to teach him.

Let's put the face aside for the time being.

I really don't know how He Songming solved the same situation before he came to this world, did he get out like just now?

"Listen, it's not a big deal, just slow down your breathing, wait calmly for a while, and you'll get better."

Ruan Mobei pressed his wrists and spoke softly.He Songming couldn't understand what he said, but Ruan Mobei's soft voice and gentle look in his eyes still made him relax unconsciously.

He stopped moving, endured the discomfort, and together with Ruan Mobei, waited for his body to return to normal after waking up in the morning.

Of course, you can also use your hands, but Ruan Mobei is worried that once he teaches He Songming, the other party will be addicted to it. So many teenagers in their original world cannot resist the temptation, let alone ignorant of world affairs, accustomed to follow instinct He Songming understands.

Compared with chasing pleasure, patience is something more worth learning.