"If you try it, you will know if it's salty." Yang Wanru said, holding up the stream water with her hands and tasted it.

"How is it?" Yang Fan asked.

"Not bad! It's a little sweet." After Yang Wanru said that, she held the stream water in her hand and drank a few sips.

Yang Fan buried his head directly in the water and started drinking.

“So beautiful!”

The two of them drank the sweet stream water, sat on the stone beside the stream, leaning against the sunset.

"Okay, it's time for us to go back." Yang Fan said to Yang Wanru.

"Sit for a while!" Yang Wanru leaned on Yang Fan's shoulder, without any intention of getting up.

"It's going to be dark soon. We have to find a way to get some water back into the hole. Otherwise, we will have no water to drink at night." Yang Fan said.

Hearing Yang Fan say this, Yang Wanru realized that she didn't even have a cup on this deserted island.

"We don't have containers, so why do we bring water back? Could it be that we really have to learn from Rubinsun and burn the containers ourselves?" Yang Wanru looked at Yang Fan in confusion and asked.

"Please, Miss! Please don't let lightning at me, I will be knocked down by you." Yang Fan replied angrily.

"Isn't it just that I said something wrong, is there such a fuss? Then what can you do?" Yang Wanru threw the question directly to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan ignored Yang Wanru, but kept looking around. The plastic bag in Yang Wanru's hand entered Yang Fan's sight.

"I have it! The thing that holds water is far away from the sky and is close to you." Yang Fan said to Yang Wanru.

"Far from the sky and near in front of you? What is it? Tell me quickly!" Yang Wanru glanced around and could not see what Yang Fan called the container.

"Don't you hold it in your hand?" Yang Fan said, pointing to the plastic bag in Yang Wanru's hand.

"Yes!" Yang Wanru suddenly realized when she saw the plastic bag in her hand.

With Yang Wanru and Yang Fan's busyness, the two put the water in a plastic bag and carried it back to the cave.

"So beautiful!" Yang Wanru leaned on Yang Fan's shoulder and sighed at the colorful night sky.

Yang Fan looked up at the sky, and thoughts surged in his heart.

"Like, do you remember a few days ago when we sat on horseback on Fukushima together to watch the stars?" Yang Fan asked.

"Why don't I remember? That night was the happiest night in my life for me." Yang Wanru said softly.

"At that time, you actually gave me a trap and asked me to help you regret the marriage."

"Hmph! If you don't tickle me, can I treat you like this?" Yang Wanru turned her head to Yang Fan and said to Yang Fan with confidence.

"What you mean is that you deserve it?" Yang Fan asked.

"It was!" Yang Wanru said with her head raised.

Yang Fan looked down from a high place, looking into Yang Wanru's open collar.

Yang Wanru followed Yang Fan's gaze and landed on her towering chest.

"Big pervert!" Yang Wanru hurriedly covered the collar with her hands and opened the distance with Yang Fan.

Yang Fan thought to himself: "This girl's reaction is quite fast. But as the saying goes, 'The Tao is one foot taller and the demon is one foot taller.' It seems that I will use my tricks too."

"You just said that I tickled you that night, but I don't remember it. Why don't we repeat the same trick now and let's reminisce about the scene that night." Yang Fan smiled wickedly and sat towards Yang Wanru. His hands were still tickling.

"Don't come over! Come over again, I shouted, saying you're molesting me." Yang Wanru said as she stood up and slowly retreated backwards.

Dizzy! Yang Wanru's words just now almost knocked Yang Fanlei up.

"I said, Miss, do you have any brains? Now there are only two of us on the island, who do you want to shout to?" Yang Fan put on a speechless expression.

Yang Wanru's face turned red by Yang Fan. Her words were indeed not good. She said it without any forgiveness: "There is no one else on this island except us. However, my parents will definitely hear my shouts in heaven. If you bully me, they will definitely not let you go. Then they will definitely come down from above to teach you a lesson."

"Oh! You dare to threaten me with dead people! It seems that this girl's wings are hard and want to fly. It seems that she will not be able to teach her today." Yang Fan thought of this in his mind, and walked towards Yang Wanru slowly with a smile, while saying to Yang Wanru: "Call your uncles and aunts down, and I'll invite them to have tea."

Yang Wanru saw that Yang Fan didn't like this. She was so hard that she couldn't be soft.

"Brother Yang, you don't remember the villain's faults. Forgive me!" Yang Wanru said gently.

"Damn! You are so coquettish, you are clearly tempting me." Yang Fan thought, and said to Yang Wanru with a smile: "You are not wrong, I forgive you. I just want us to experience that unforgettable night again."

Seeing that Yang Wanru was not good at Yang Fan, she seemed to have to come with him...

"Yang Fan, look at what's behind you?" Yang Wanru pretended to be panicked.

Yang Fan was confident that if there was something behind him, he would definitely be able to hear something. This was obviously Yang Wanru was using fraud.

"It's like, you won't underestimate my IQ so much, right? Do you dare to use such a naive method on me?"

Seeing that Yang Fan was not deceived, Yang Wanru continued to walk towards him. For the sake of the present, the only way to go was to leave was thirty-six strategies. Yang Wanru suddenly turned around and ran away.

"Hehe!" Yang Fan smiled and slowly chased after him.

Whether it is speed or endurance, Yang Wanru is just a child who just knows how to walk.

"Ouch!" Yang Wanru stepped on a stone smoothed by the rain while running, and accidentally slipped to the ground.

Yang Fan thought it was probably Yang Wanru who was cheating, and said with a smile: "Are you here again?"

Yang Fan thought that Yang Wanru's trick was discovered by him, and Yang Wanru would definitely take revenge on him in anger, so he did not dare to walk over easily.

"Woo woo..." Yang Wanru covered her legs and started crying loudly.

When Yang Fan saw Yang Wanru really crying, he felt at a loss for a moment. Originally, Yang Fan wanted to tease Yang Wanru, but the joke became big.

Yang Fan walked over and comforted him: "It hurts if it falls?"

Yang Wanru cried even louder when she heard Yang Fan's comfort.

"It's like, stop crying. It's because I'm not good. Let me see your feet." Yang Fan said.

"Don't worry, you will know how to bully me." Yang Wanru said, wanting to move her feet back. Unexpectedly, she touched the wound on her feet, Yang Wanru couldn't help but scream.

Judging from Yang Wanru's performance, Yang Fan knew that Yang Wanru's foot was indeed injured.

"I was wrong just now, I shouldn't be joking with you. Let me see your feet. If there is a scar on the feet, it will be bad." Yang Fan explained to Yang Wanru.

"It's all you are bad! What do you mean to be a joke? It's clear that you just want to be a hooligan." Yang Wanru's pink fist hit Yang Fan's back like raindrops. However, Yang Wanru did not try to remove her injured feet this time. After all, women do not want to leave a scar on their legs, especially beauties like Yang Wanru.

While enjoying Yang Wanru's massage, Yang Fan gently pulled up Yang Wanru's jeans' legs.

"It's okay! Most of the places are just red, only a small piece of them have been rubbed. It's fine every once in a while." Yang Fan said.

"It's really okay? Will you leave any wounds?" Yang Wanru asked nervously.

"It shouldn't be! As long as you don't move around," said Yang Fan.

"Oh!" Yang Wanru said, and was about to put down her rolled-up trouser legs.

"Don't! Roll up your trouser legs to ventilate the wound. It's so hot that it's easy to get infected when stuffed into the wound." Yang Fan said.

Yang Fan looked at Yang Wanru's white thighs. It would be a pity if the wound was infected and the scar would be left.

"It's a bargain!" Yang Wanru gave Yang Fan a blank look and no longer planned to put down her trouser legs.

"Yeah!" Yang Fan thought to himself what Yang Wanru said just now.

"Does it mean that I just let me go and not pursue what happened just now? Or..." Yang Fan deliberately looked at Yang Wanru's thighs hanging outside.

"Do you know what day it is?" Yang Wanru asked suddenly.

"What day? Yesterday was the Lantern Festival!" Yang Fan thought in his heart, but he could not remember what day it was.

"I don't know." Yang Fan shook his head and said.

"What day is today?" Yang Wanru reminded.

"It's the sixteenth day of the first lunar month!" Yang Fan replied.

"I'm asking about the Gregorian calendar, not the lunar calendar." Yang Wanru said.

"Gregorian calendar!" Yang Fan took his finger and said shakingly, "I don't know. It should be more than February 10th!"

Yang Wanru was completely speechless at Yang Fan.

"I'll tell you! Today is the 14th."

"On the 14th?" Yang Fan's mind was running wildly. After a while, he suddenly realized, "February 14th, Valentine's Day!"

Yang Wanru finally remembered Yang Fan and then took a deep breath.

"It seems that you are not too stupid, at least you are smarter than the stupidest pig." Yang Wanru looked at Yang Fan and said disdainfully.

"Tsk! Didn't you just remember that today is Valentine's Day? Is it as unbearable as you said?" Yang Fan said.

"What do you think?"

"Do you know the origin of Valentine's Day?" Yang Fan said.

"You know?"

"Nonsense, I certainly know. You think my IQ is what you think!" Yang Fan said, "In the nth century AD, the Roman Emperor Claudius II announced the abandonment of all marriage promises in the capital Rome. At that time, it was for war considerations that more men who were unworried could go to the battlefield of war. A priest named sanctus valentinus did not follow this will and continued to love each other for the year of love.

A light man held a church wedding. After the incident was reported, Father Valentine was first whipped, then thrown by stones, and finally sent to the gallows and hanged on February 14, 270 AD. After the 14th century, people began to commemorate this day. Now, the day translated as 'Valentine's Day' in Chinese is called valentine's day in Western countries, to commemorate the priest who sacrificed his life for his lover."

"It's not bad! I can't tell that your pig brain contains a lot of things." Yang Wanru said with a smile.

"That's it!" Yang Fan realized that Yang Wanru's words said that his smart mind was a pig's brain.

"Hahaha..." Yang Wanru laughed with her stomach holding her stomach.
Chapter completed!