In the cave, Wang Ping tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

At first, I thought that the structure of this cave was very scientific, which was not only sheltered from the wind, but also ventilated and dry. But at night, with Gu Laosan's snoring, the cave was like a megaphone, which really made people deafening.

Wang Ping estimated that he touched it, and rushed to this sound, even if there was no bonfire deterrence, no animal would dare to approach easily.

glanced at Wang An, who was lying in her sleeping bag, and became more and more curious about where she bought these earplugs, and the quality was too unheavenly.

took out the paper ball stuffed in the little ear and threw it on Gu Xianyu's face, and a certain badger got up and ran to the belly of the wolf Xiaosi to lean on, thinking about his thoughts on the top of the cave.

Since you can't sleep, you just don't sleep.

He would have gone to the woods to snatch the little animal's nest if he had done it normally, but tonight he had made up his mind to keep an eye on it. Right now, these two people dare to hug each other in front of him, if they don't look at it, the devil knows what else they dare to do.

One is a violent girl who has not been worried since she was a child, and the other is a second-year young man who has fed a dog, and a certain badger has never felt so tired as now.

The night was spent in a daze, and when the sky was bright outside the cave, Wang Ping got up and stretched his waist, and his joints crackled, and then he shook his arms and legs, got up and walked to the entrance of the cave.

It was still early in the morning, and the forest was full of fog and dew. At this time, the nocturnal animals have all gone back to sleep, and the other animals have not yet gotten up, which is the quietest time in the forest. The sound of a wild fruit falling to the ground can be heard far away.

Wang Ping took a few breaths of moist air, turned around and went to the backpack of a salted fish to find his travel suit, went to the stream to wash his face and brush his teeth, and touched a fish by the way to come back to make breakfast.

The bonfire had been lit all night, and now there were only charcoal fires draped in white ashes. Because it was a little cold in the second half of the night, Wang Ping was afraid that Wang An would catch a cold, so he burned the branch that a salted fish picked up. At this time, I thought that when I came back after catching the fish, I kicked Gu Laosan up to collect firewood.

Walking through the dew-soaked grass, by the time we reached the stream, the hair on my body was already soaked, and there was even some mud on my feet. Thinking that he would have to walk through the grass again when he went back, a certain badger was helpless. In this environment, washing your face is more like a ritual to get out of bed.

Looking down at the reflection underwater, Wang Ping took off the small round hat on his head and threw it on the thatch on his side, raised his claws and grabbed the "sun" in the center of his forehead. The regrowth of a small layer of fluff reinstated his heart.

What he is most afraid of is that if this piece is bald by Wang An and does not grow hair, then he can only wear a hat for the rest of his life.

He carefully brushed his little white teeth in front of the stream, sighed at a spread out little claw, and then nodded with satisfaction and put the children's toothbrush back, and then wiped his face with the cool stream water. However, when a certain badger shook off the water droplets on his face and turned his head, he was stunned.

"Where's Lao Tzu's hat?"

Wang Ping clearly remembered that he had buttoned his hat on the grass next to him just now. But now, not only is the hat gone, but the grass is gone.

"Pak~"

A slight collision sound came from behind him, Wang Ping turned his head to look, only to see that on the grass two meters away, his "hat" had just stopped under a velvet tree, and then slowly bypassed the roots of the tree and fled at a speed of ten centimeters per second.

Among the many means that animals use to defend themselves against predators, sloths are probably the funniest and laziest. It is simply that the meat is not tasty, and it is expected that the predator will not expend energy to eat the unpalatable prey and survive.

However, with their moving speed, it is said that the moving target is putting gold on their faces, and whether the predator will consume energy when hunting, I am afraid that there will be a question mark.

In addition to the tortoise, this is the second animal that Wang Ping has ever seen with moss-like algae growing on its body. Just now, this guy was lying motionless in the grass nest with long green hair, and it is no wonder that a badger will take it for a clump of thatch.

Wang Ping picked up his hat and looked at the three-meter distance that the sloth spent 5 minutes crawling out, and inexplicably had a strange curiosity about this creature: it has slowed down like this, and it has not yet become extinct, how unpalatable is this meat?

From the back alone, the sloth's dirty hair mixed with green algae and grass stems and leaves made no one think it was a living creature if it didn't move. But if you look at the sloth's face, it's funny.

For example, in front of me, when a certain badger slapped it on the head, what it turned around was a natural and honest face with black circles and a black mouth. At first glance, it is the kind of "honest man".

Looking at that "smiling" face, Wang Ping's second paw was stunned and didn't pull down.

"Forget it, for the sake of the IUCN, my brother doesn't care about you stealing hats!"

A badger turned around and went back to the stream, picking up a suitable branch of a bush to catch fish. However, as he walked, his eyes always glanced involuntarily in the direction of the sloth. also took this goods, Wang Ping walked back and forth a few times, and the branches were broken a lot, and the goods had not climbed back to the tree. The unhurried posture is anxious for it.

Forcing himself not to look at the goods, the badger carried a bunch of branches and walked up the river bank, but his thoughts still couldn't help but drift to the sloth.

"How do I remember someone saying that this thing doesn't easily come down from a tree unless it is meant to pull ......"

"Boom~"

As soon as he thought of some strange hygienic habit of the sloth, a badger's left foot suddenly stepped into the air and plunged directly into a shallow pit through a layer of leaves on the ground. The touch in the claw's heart was slimy, as if stepping on a lump of mud.

“emmm......”

Wang Ping suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The moment he took a step back and pulled his claws out of the shallow pit, the tip of a badger's nose twitched, and it smelled an indescribable smell.

The shallow pit in front of him was somewhat familiar, and he had seen a lot of it in the woods when he came. The difference is that the one in front of you can also see obvious traces covered by fallen leaves, and there are paw prints all around.

It is already obvious who is the initiator.

Most arboreal animals choose to poop directly from the trees, and the impact of "high-altitude projectiles" is not in their consideration. Only the sloth, always persevering to climb under the tree, dig a hole, convenient, and then bury, is exactly the same as the cat's indescribable behavior.

There is even data that suggests that more than 50% of sloths die accidentally in the process. After all, there are too many dangers to face under the tree, and with their small speed, they are not going to at all, but to send (death).

But even if they were cruel, they couldn't change their habits. It can be said that in the lazy life of a sloth, the only risk that will be taken is to climb to the ground to go to the toilet.

Although the habit of stressing hygiene is worthy of praise, Wang Ping still wants to beat people.

"Wow~~!"

A bloody roar of a cuckoo sounded in the woods, waking up the area early.

In the cave, the wolf Xiaosi whined and ran out, and the howl echoed in the cave, not to Wang An, who was plugged in earplugs, but to wake up Gu Laosan.

A salted fish sat up yawning and stretched his arms back, but saw that the bonfire in the cave had been extinguished, and a badger and a wolf were nowhere to be seen.

Turning his head to look at the sleeping bag not far away, Wang An was lying in it with his sideburns slightly messy, with a rare tranquility on his face.

"Ahem... That, An An, are you awake?"

A whispered inquiry rang out from the cave. Seeing that Wang An didn't react, Gu Lang got out of his sleeping bag and quietly moved to her side.

Staring at someone's face for a while, Gu Lang looked around with a weak heart, and swallowed his saliva involuntarily. Then, his eyes focused on Wang An's cherry lips and couldn't take them off.

Thinking back to the "progress" of yesterday evening, a salted fish had a heartbeat. has already been hugged, does it mean that the relationship between him and Wang An has gone further?

"Between boyfriends and girlfriends, kissing each other secretly isn't considered a hooligan, right?"