Seeing that I loved her so much and thought so much about her, Su Wu couldn't help but be a little moved, stretched her neck, and kissed me on the lips: "Lele, call me a good sound, I want to listen." [Full text reading.]"

I asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Su Wu said: "You can't ask me, you have to use your own brain." ”

I said, "...... Well, that's it...... Shall I call you, dear?"

Su Wu said: "No, this is not good enough!"

That's not good enough!

What could be a better word?

I closed my eyes and thought about it, and suddenly there was a flash of inspiration!

I grabbed her shoulder, looked up slightly, leaned into her ear, and whispered.

"Wife!"

"Hmm!"

Su Wu laughed deliciously, and the smile was so sweet. Then he leaned into my ear again and replied to me: "Husband......"

It's beautiful!

I don't know how many times I have fantasized about being able to form a family with a beautiful, beloved woman, be a husband and wife, and live a happy little life together. On weekdays, it's so greasy and crooked, dear and loving......

Thinking of the love place, I couldn't help but hug the woman in my arms tightly.

Parting is imminent, the future is unpredictable, and we all want to enjoy this warmth.

We whispered, entrusted, cherished each other, and we seemed to have endless words to confide in each other......

When the sky was about to break, Su Wu leaned into my ear again and called softly: "Husband......"

I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Then I heard her say the second half of the sentence shyly: "I still want to ......"

I propped up my elbows and looked at the camp over there, the fire was burning.

On the horizon, a gray light is gradually unveiling the night.

At this time, my cousin and the others should not wake up yet.

I gently placed Su Wu on the leather blanket, stared at her beautiful and somewhat hazy face, turned over and pressed it again.

This is the third time.

This last goodbye plunged us into a madness that we had never felt before.

……

In the morning, Su Wu and I were the first to get up, and Su Wu had already dressed up and dressed up by the stone stream.

I rinsed my mouth, wiped myself with a rag. Last night's battle was so fierce that I was covered in stinky sweat.

Su Wu was dressed up finely, and when I put on her clothes, she was still combing her hair by the water's edge. I told her to slip carefully, and dragged the bearskin blanket back.

When I got back, I bumped into my cousin who had just gotten out of bed.

She glanced at me and Su Wu opposite me in confusion, and asked me, "Why did you go to sleep over there last night?"

I smiled and replied, "It's cooler to get watery over there." ”

My cousin said, "But I was on duty last night, and you were still in the hut before going to bed, next to me." ”

I said, "I don't feel hot and dry, I can't sleep, so I moved here in the middle of the night." ”

The cousin laughed meaningfully: "Still covering it up! I really thought my sister couldn't see it, right?" From that satisfied smile on your face, I can guess it. Okay, stinky boy, I was so crazy last night! I heard it in my dreams!"

I gave her a blank look: "You gossip!"

"Humph!" my cousin snorted at me with a look of jealousy.

Su Wu and my cousin were making breakfast, and I was preparing naan.

In order to infiltrate smoothly and disguise myself as this rescuer, I had to dress up a little bit. Although our current conditions are very limited, we can't come up with any decent equipment, such as walkie-talkies, radio stations and other communication equipment, compasses, medical kits and other rescue items.

But I can't carry a bamboo basket on my back and wear some torn clothes on the road, such rescuers are too shabby, not like it at all, and it is easy to be questioned.

So I decided to use that backpack, this backpack made of canvas, which had been washed by me, emptied of the contents, and replaced with a few days' worth of cooked R and drinking water, this modern item on my back, saying that I was a rescue team, was still a bit decent.

My cousin didn't think it was like it enough, and said, "Aren't there armbands in people's rescue teams, so that they can be easily recognized." ”

I said, "I'm not a real rescue team in this barren mountain and wilderness, where can I get this armband!"

My cousin said, "I can write one for you!"

I said, "Is that going to work?"

My cousin said: "Why not, my handwriting is so neat, I can write it in the same print for you to see, believe it or not!"

I said, "Even so, we don't have any materials to write for you? Do you want to draw my face? Write 'help' on the right face, 'help' on the forehead, and 'team' on the left face?"

My cousin took out her cherished silk scarf, cut it into a long one with a dagger, and said, "Use this!"

A good silk scarf, cut in half by her, I felt sorry for her when I looked at it. Said: "What's the use of you cutting out the cloth, what kind of paint do we use to write?"

My cousin said, "This is also easy to do!"

As he spoke, he immediately stabbed the middle finger of her right hand with the tip of the dagger.

I couldn't stop it, so I complained, "Why are you doing this, killing yourself like this! You want blood as paint, you tell me!"

My cousin gave me a stern sentence: "What's the use of using yours, you can't write well yourself, why don't you let me write with a little bit of your blood?"

Damn! It turns out that my cousin is like this! Use her own finger as a pen!

Soon, my cousin wrote a few extremely neat and delicate words on the silk scarf: Maritime International Search and Rescue Center!

I don't know what the name of the Maritime Rescue Team is, or if there is an international search and rescue center at sea. But just these neat words at my cousin are enough to confuse the truth. If you change someone else, others will definitely not see that there is anything wrong with this!

This scholar is a scholar, and if you write a word, you can compare to a scumbag like me!

I endured the distress and waited for my cousin to get the armband right, and then immediately stopped the bleeding for her.

I picked up her white and tender, somewhat R-dudu middle finger, rinsed the blood stains with water, and then applied herbs to stop bleeding and build muscle.

My cousin waited for the armband to dry, and then hit me on the arm herself, and said, "That's fine, it's decent." You're going to make it!"

I shook her palm and solemnly replied, "Definitely, just rush to my cousin's blood book, I must also succeed, and then come back to see you!"

Over there, Su Wu had already served breakfast and asked my cousin and me to come over to eat. Seeing my red armband, Su Wu also praised it greatly.

For this parting meal, Su Wu made it very carefully, stewed wild boar R with mushroom legs, and poured honey juice on wild boar legs. It makes my stomach round when I eat it!

(End of chapter)