Yan Murong patted his belly and lay down directly holding his head regardless of the dust on the ground.
It feels so good to be full. Yan Murong sighed.
This kind of picnic in the deep mountains and old forests is already very familiar to Yan Murong, but when he followed the old man before, there was no meat at all, and sometimes he could only pick some wild vegetables to cook.
As for the pot issue - Yan Murong still can't figure out why every time the old man takes him out, he always carries the pot, which is not too big.
"You have eaten and drank enough. Now you should tell me why you came with me, right?" Yan Murong looked at Zhao Chen who was sitting aside and asked. "Don't say you are just trying to save people - I believe it.
, but this is just one of the reasons, right?"
"I just want to save people." Zhao Chen said defensively. "Can you please stop thinking that people are so bad?"
"I didn't think about anything else." Yan Murong spread his hands and said innocently. "I just want to know the reason why you can't even fight me away."
"There is no other reason." Zhao Chen did not want to argue with Yan Murong on this topic. After saying this, he stood up and went directly into the single tent set up by Yan Murong.
"Hey, that's mine." Yan Murong shouted quickly. "Where will I sleep if you go in?"
"Where do you want to sleep? It's so big outside and you can't sleep there?" Zhao Chen's slightly tired voice came from the tent. "I'm warning you, don't sneak in."
"Hiss." Yan Murong didn't care about any warnings. He directly opened the zipper of the tent and got in. Then he lay upright next to Zhao Chen.
"You gangster, you." Zhao Chen immediately sat up, looked at Yan Murong with an angry face and shouted, "I told you not to come in."
"You're still reasonable." Yan Murong said depressedly. "You just ate my food, and now you want to occupy my tent? ----- I'll give you two choices. First, lie down honestly.
Come down and sleep, I won't touch you. Second, go out and take a nap by the fire."
"You -----" Zhao Chen glared at Yan Murong for a long time with bared teeth, and finally gave in, carefully lying down on his side, trying not to come into contact with Yan Murong ----- let her go out by herself? She didn't dare
.
Yan Murong was really tired. After lying down for a while, a slight sound of breathing came from his nose. Zhao Chen was thinking about things while carefully watching Yan Murong, fearing that he was pretending to sleep.
, waiting until you fall asleep will cause you to behave inappropriately.
Gradually, Zhao Chen felt that his eyelids were beginning to fight, and then, unstoppable sleepiness filled his entire brain.
-----
As he was sleeping soundly, Yan Murong felt his arm being hugged. He patted it twice randomly in a daze, turned around and was about to change his position to continue sleeping, when he felt his body being pulled back again.
"Why are you not sleeping so late at night?" Yan Murong said in a daze without opening her eyes. "You even warned me, please don't harass me first."
"Yan Murong, wake up." Zhao Chen pushed Yan Murong and spoke softly, but his tone was full of panic and fear, and even his voice was trembling.
"What's wrong?" Yan Murong asked doubtfully.
"Listen, what is this sound?" Zhao Chen took Yan Murong's arm and leaned closer to him and said.
"What's the sound?" Yan Murong listened for a while and then said helplessly. "Sister, what are you doing in the middle of the night? What kind of sound can there be? It's just the sound of the wind blowing leaves."
"No, definitely not." Zhao Chen said in horror. "I feel like an animal is approaching us."
"How do you feel?" Yan Murong pushed Zhao Chen's arm away and said funny. "If you talk about your crow's mouth, I think it's more reliable. As for your intuition? Forget it."
"You believe me, really, my intuition is very accurate." Zhao Chen didn't care about Yan Murong's squeeze, and took Yan Murong's arm again and said. "Listen, listen carefully."
"Okay, okay, can't I just listen?" Yan Murong sat up helplessly, pricked up his ears and listened. Upon hearing this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
"Damn, you really got it right with your crow's mouth." Yan Murong complained in a low voice.
"What is that?" Zhao Chen asked in horror, and his body began to tremble.
She thought she would not be afraid, but only then did she realize that she was not as bold as she thought.
"What else can there be, a wolf?" Yan Murong whispered. "The sound of footsteps like this means that other than a wolf, it's a dog. There can't be dogs in the mountains."
"Perhaps someone's dog ran into the mountains and got lost?" Zhao Chen comforted himself and said.
"Don't be ridiculous." Yan Murong laughed dumbly. "It's possible - but have you ever seen dogs that get lost in groups?"
"What do you mean?" Zhao Chen asked doubtfully.
"It means that the ones outside are not dogs, but wolves - and there are more than one."
"Then ----- what should we do?" Hearing Yan Murong say that the people outside were actually a pack of wolves, Zhao Chen shivered even more fiercely, holding Yan Murong's arm tightly and refusing to let go. He couldn't care less at this time.
It doesn't matter whether men and women kiss or not.
Feeling the softness on her arm, Yan Murong suddenly panicked, and the little Murong on her crotch also had a slight reaction. Yan Murong couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she, a young man who had just taken off his virginity hat, really couldn't stand it.
A bit confused.
"Okay, let me go, I'll go out and take a look." Yan Murong calmed down, shook those messy thoughts out of his head, then pushed Zhao Chen away and said, "Just stay in there and don't come out, I'll go out
Look, there’s that powder outside, they don’t dare to come close.”
After saying that, Yan Murong got out of the tent.
Just as he said, the ones outside were indeed wolves and not dogs. Looking at the dozens of pairs of green, ghostly lights in the woods, I knew that this was a pack of wolves coming out to look for food.
After taking a few random glances, Yan Murong found that the wolves were always lingering in the woods and did not dare to approach. Yan Murong did not worry too much. He turned around and was about to get into the tent again, but at this moment, a sharp wolf howl broke the tranquility.
night sky.
"Damn, what are you calling me? I'm going to beat you if I call you again." Yan Murong muttered, and just as he was about to bend down and get into the tent, he suddenly stopped ----- He discovered that this group of wolves was actually moving away bit by bit.
They surrounded the tent, but finally stopped at the edge where Yan Murong sprinkled the powder.
Looking at a dozen wild wolves with bared fangs and greedy eyes, Yan Murong suddenly had a bad feeling - these flat-haired beasts were going to attack him.