She is not stupid, "It's very good to use it to spread it on the floor to sleep."

"Yeah." He nodded, "It was cold and hard on the ground last night, and there were straw mats tonight, softer."

However, after the second half of last night, she was sweating all night.

She was moved by his thoughtful idea.

This man, no matter where he is, wants to make her live a better life.

Bai Qinghao dashed the fire to the side, revealing the ground that was roasted warmly. He spread the hay flat on the ground and made it into a bed of grass.

I originally wanted to put his shirt on the grass to prevent it from stinging.

But his shirt was wrapped in a bag for sea crabs, and it was dirty and fishy. If he didn't wash it, he wouldn't be able to cushion it.

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

Although the hay is a little thorny and itchy when she is asleep, she still feels very comfortable than when she almost freezes to death last night.

The temperature difference between day and night on the deserted island is extremely large. It almost makes people feel hot during the day, but it is biting cold at night.

It is estimated that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is comparable.

The fire was moved to a place about one meter away from the hay's bed and continued to burn.

Fang Xinxin has been overdrawn in her physical strength these days and is very sleepy. "Husband, you should go to bed too. Don't forget to save the fire."

With the fire seed, you don’t have to make fire every time, and it’s so troublesome to drill wood to make fire.

She also wanted to ask him if he would save the fire, and he replied, "Okay."

He responded so well, and she fell asleep.

Bai Qinghao dug a groove of about 30 degrees in the mud under the burning fire, knocked the pile of firewood stems that were burning red with wooden sticks into pieces, and piled them into the groove of the mud.

Cover a large pile of 'burned carbon' with a thin layer of ash. In this way, the fire will be preserved.

In order to keep warm, firewood continues to burn along the side of the fire.

After doing all this, Bai Qinghao lay next to Fang Xinxin. Because his physical injuries had not fully recovered, he built a shed for another day and was very tired.

He also fell asleep deeply.

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

The fire went out unconsciously in the second half of the night, and the two hugged each other so coldly again.

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

At five o'clock in the morning, Bai Qinghao opened his sharp eyes.

He raised his left wrist and looked at the time on his watch, at five o'clock in the morning.

After about seven hours of sleep, he has always been sleeping less. Such a long sleep is enough for him.

Looking at Fang Xinxin who was still sleeping in her arms, her beautiful sleeping face, although she had a lot of tanning, her skin was still tender...

He was filled with love.

I want to keep looking at her like this, but unfortunately, I have to collect dew now.

Otherwise, if you don’t drink fresh water for a day, you will die of thirst.

He stood up gently, picked up the medicine box that had drunk empty water last night, found a place with heavy humidity on the beach, and began to collect 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 from the previous ones and went to the forest to collect the dew dripping from the plants.

All three bottles are very small, two of which can hold 100 milliliters and glass alcohol bottles can hold 300 milliliters. The total capacity of the combined total can hold 500 milliliters of water.
Chapter completed!