She's not stupid, "It's great to sleep on the floor." ”

"Hmm." He nodded, "Last night I slept on the ground was cold and hard, and tonight there is a grass mat, softer." ”

However, in the second half of last night, I hugged her in the second half of the night to 'go deeper' to keep warm, and after a night, I still sweated.

She was touched by the thoughtfulness of his vision.

This man, whenever and wherever he wants, wants to make her live better.

Bai Qinghao slashed the fire to the side, revealing the roasted warm ground, and he spread the hay on the ground to make a straw bed.

Originally, he wanted to put his shirt on the grass so that it would not prick people.

But his shirt was wrapped in a bag for sea crabs, and it was dirty and smelly, and if he didn't wash it, he couldn't put it on.

Fang Xinxin lay down on the dry mud floor covered with hay, the ground had been burned before, and the soil was warm, steaming upwards.

Although the hay was a little prickly, and she was still a little itchy when she fell asleep, she still felt more comfortable than when she almost froze to death last night.

The temperature difference between day and night on the desert island is huge, and it can almost heat people to death during the day, but it is bitterly cold at night.

It is estimated that there is a fight with the temperature difference between day and night in the desert.

The fire was moved about a metre away from the hay 'bed' and continued to burn.

Fang Xinxin's physical strength has long been overdrawn these days, and she is very sleepy, "Husband, you can sleep too." Don't forget to save the tinder. ”

With fire, there is no need to drill wood to make a fire every time you make a fire.

She also wanted to ask him if he would save the tinder, and he answered, "Okay." ”

If he responds like this, he will. And she fell into a deep sleep.

Bai Qinghao dug a groove of about thirty degrees in the mud under the burning fire, and knocked the pile of firewood stalks that burned hot with a wooden stick into pieces one by one, and piled them into the groove in the mud.

Cover a large pile of 'red-hot carbon' with a thin layer of ash. In this way, the tinder is saved.

In order to keep warm, the firewood continues to be burned next to the fire.

After doing this, Bai Qinghao lay next to Fang Xinxin, because his body injury had not fully recovered, and he was very tired after another day of shedding.

He also fell into a deep sleep.

Tonight, the two of them, who were extremely tired, did nothing and slept very deeply.

In the second half of the night, the fire was unconsciously extinguished, and the two were so cold that they hugged each other again.

With the residual heat of the fire, it is not so unbearable cold.

At five o'clock in the morning, Bai Qinghao opened Qi Shen's sharp eyes.

Raising his left wrist, he glanced at the time on his watch, five in the morning.

After sleeping for about seven hours, he had always slept little. Such a long period of sleep was enough for him.

Looking at Fang Xinxin, who was still sleeping in her arms, her beautiful sleeping appearance, although she had a lot of tan, her skin was still supple......

He had a morning impulse.

I want her so much!

Unfortunately, he now has to collect the dew.

Otherwise, if there is no fresh water to drink for a day, people will die of thirst.

He got up lightly, picked up the medicine box that had been empty of water the previous night, found a humid place by the sea, and began to collect the dew with a scalpel and a watch, as before.

More than one pound of water a day is far from enough.

Bai Qinghao picked up the three empty medicine bottles before and went to the forest to collect the dew dripping from the plants.

All three bottles are very small, two of them can hold 100 milliliters each, and the glass alcohol bottle can hold 300 milliliters, adding up to a total capacity of 500 milliliters of water.