At one o'clock in the morning, Dongyang Xi, who had never been in charge of his life, returned to the helicopter, put on his military coat casually, and walked towards a certain tree with a green and gloomy body.

There was a small snowdrift under the tree, which was Zisang's convex effect of being wrapped in a military coat and half padded and half covered by the quilt, and she shrunk in the quilt, and a layer of snowflakes had fallen on the quilt.

Dongyang Xigui approached quietly, and he circled around the mound before he reached the position of Zi Sangtian's head. Squatted down and looked sideways at the top of the snowdrift, which was almost covered with snowflakes.

Dongyang Xigui's eyes were calm, staring straight at Zi Sangtian's swarthy hair, maybe he was wondering if Zi Sangtian was frozen and stiffened.

Falling asleep in the snow is not a good thing, Dongyang Xigui stretched out his index finger to poke the top of Zi Sang's head, he wanted to wake her up.

But before his index finger touched Zi Sangtian, the black head moved and raised a pair of crystal ice pupils, looking at him with a radiant look.

"......" Dongyang Xigui's index finger stopped at the door of Zi Sangtian's head, and he was stunned for a moment when he suddenly met her gaze, and he was stunned not because Zi Sangtian suddenly raised his head, but because of the ice eyes that were too pure and condensed.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, his heartbeat inexplicably missed a beat.

"It's good that you're not dead." After only being stunned for a moment, Dongyang Xigui decisively stopped his hand, dropped a sentence coldly and got up to leave.

“…… Neuropathy! Zi Sangtan was stimulated again, and thought that Dongyang Xigui kindly asked her to go back, and dared to come to see if she froze to death.

What Zisang didn't see was that the pace of Dongyang's return to the west was much faster than when he came, and there was a faint suspicion of fleeing in the wilderness.

Zisang is cold and sleepy, she wants to sleep but doesn't dare to sleep, in case she sleeps over, her life will be over.

In the second half of the night, her eyelids were already fighting, the compressed biscuits had already been eaten, and her belly was rolling uncontrollably. She carried and carried it until her legs were as cold as ice cubes and she was about to lose consciousness, when she heard the sound of a tree branch thrown into the snow.

Zisang tilted his head and hurriedly got out of the quilt, and found that Dongyang Xigui appeared not far above his head at some point, and he was squatting next to a dry branch to set up a fire.

Zi Sangtian's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a dead dog next to Dongyang Xigui!

No, it should be a wolf, a wolf who was shot in the head.

"Little uncle, do you need help?" Zisang poured out her lips, that wolf is so big, she should have her share.

"It's so frozen!" Dongyang Xigui squinted at Zi Sangtian and rejected her without any room for negotiation.

"Little uncle, what time is it?" Zisang pouted and rubbed her hands, she didn't offend him, could she be so cold to her.

"Half past five." Dongyang Xigui was busy lighting a fire and replied casually, but he didn't know if he was accurate.

After the fire was lit, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, although it was five or six meters apart, Zi Sangtan felt as if it was a little warmer.

After staying up for another hour, Zisang smelled the fragrant and attractive smell of barbecue, and her saliva had flowed into several large basins, but she didn't even look at her when she looked at her, she didn't dare to get up except for smelling dry and frozen.

"Little uncle, I want to eat ...... too" Zisang cowered in the snowdrift and looked at Dongyang Xigui resentfully, he must have done it on purpose, he didn't call her when he chopped quickly, and he clearly wanted to hear her beg for mercy.

"It's not time yet." Dongyang Xigui looked at his watch, half past six, and there was still half an hour to seven o'clock, and he didn't look at Zi Sangtian, who hated itchy, his cold face was colder than snow.

In the cold wind, one eats satisfied, and the other stares.

Looking at the barbecue that was quickly eliminated, Zisang leaned into the cold quilt and waved his stiff hands and feet, and the ice pupil stared at the only wolf leg left on the grill, and roared wildly in his heart: "Why do you eat so much!" Leave me some! ’

Dongyang Xigui threw away the bones in his hand, took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his mouth and hands slowly, and when Zi Sangtan felt that he was more frictional than a woman, he looked at her and said coldly: "Come out." ”

"Little uncle, you must not have a girlfriend, do you?" Zi Sangtian wanted to run to the grill to warm up and eat a big meal, but she was so cold that she moved slowly, and the snowflakes on her face after lifting the quilt made her feel excited, and her teeth trembled and she didn't have a good airway.

"Hmm." Dongyang Xigui swept the corner of his eyes, is this question very important?

"Do you know why you don't have a girlfriend?" Zisang shook off the snowflakes on the quilt, wrapped himself into a zongzi and moved to Dongyang and Xixi, looked at him with a smile and said, "Because of your character, I have calculated it for you, if you don't change your character, you are destined to be a bachelor for a lifetime!" ”

Zi Sang is purely fighting back, but as far as Dongyang and Xigui are concerned, this person looks like a dog in front of him and a wolf in the back of people, and he is so perverted to her niece, she can't imagine that kind of woman can stand him.

"What's wrong with my personality?" Zisang nestled beside the fire, her face was about to be covered with scorching flames, and Dongyang Xigui watched her grasp the paws that were red from the barbecue, and her tone was cold.

"Do you think you have a good personality?" Zisang didn't answer the rhetorical question, compared to the character of Zisang's family from old to young, she couldn't describe the character of Dongyang and Xigui, anyway, the world is right.

"......" Dongyang Xigui was silent, looking at Zi Sangtian with cold eyes, is he really so difficult to get along with?

'Whew-'

'Whoa-whoa-whoa-'

The wolf howled without warning, Zisang listened to the angry and sad wolf howl, looked at the wolf meat in his hand, and looked at Dongyang Xigui with a not very good face: "What kind of wolf did you hunt this?" The wolves are coming to you for revenge! ”

"Take it!" Dongyang Xigui grabbed the Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle next to him and threw it to Zi Sangtian, he picked up the small bottles and cans containing various spices on the ground and rushed to the helicopter.

"......" Zisang was petrified with a sniper rifle, could it be that in the eyes of Dongyang Xigui, those oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are more important than her life?