Chapter 241 Can't Enjoy

After the two finished taking a shower, Sang Mo put away the bathtub, took out the cushion and sleeping bag, and also gave Hei Xia Zi a sleeping bag.

We did say we wanted to sleep together, but who would take that joke seriously?

Hei Xia Zi also took the sleeping bag and didn't say anything else. It was obvious that he had taken the previous words as a joke.

There is no need to mention jokes anymore, nor will we keep holding on to them.

Seeing the cushion fly into the tent, Black Blind also carried his sleeping bag into the tent next to him. While zipping up, he said, "Then I'll go to sleep first. You two shouldn't stay up too late."

Zhang Qiling, "."

After understanding the hidden meaning of the blind man's words, I felt my cheeks starting to get hot again.

Sang Mo glanced at Hei Xia Zi, who had quickly zipped up and closed the tent.

"Boyfriend, if we really make a lot of noise, will my ex-boyfriend hide in his sleeping bag and cry?"

Zhang Qiling, "!!"

Black blind man, "!!!"

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely. There was no need to mess with his mentality like this.

"Hehehe." Sang Mo left a string of teasing laughter and went into the tent.

The evil spirit tilted her head and consciously did not follow into the tent. She floated to the front of the fire and sat cross-legged in the air, keeping watch.

When Sang Mo was wandering outside and staying overnight, she also consciously took on the job of night watch. After all, she didn't need to sleep, and if her master fell asleep and danger suddenly approached, she could still deal with the danger.

She waved to the big-headed corpse beside her, "Brother, come here and warm yourself by the fire with me."

The big-headed corpse didn't understand what was going on and spoke in a ghost language, as if asking why we were a ghost and were roasting a fire.

But it still flew over. Facing the evil spirit, the big sister, it was afraid from the bottom of its heart.

"No, I don't need to roast a fire. I roast the atmosphere, the atmosphere of my human period. Poor little brother, I'll find you something tonic later. You should become smarter after eating it."

The big-headed corpse was dancing and chattering, and seemed quite excited.

The evil spirit patted its head and said, "Be good, I'll give you some of this for now."

As he said this, the evil spirit pulled open his sleeve and used his sharp nails to dig out a piece of flesh. As soon as some blue-grey liquid came out, the wound had already healed.

She placed the piece of flesh in front of the big-headed corpse, which still had three scales on it, and said, "Eat it quickly."

The big-headed corpse tilted its unique head, obediently reached out to take the piece of flesh and blood, and then stuffed it into its mouth.

“Awooooo ...…”

It was chewed with great flavor and made a sound of relish.

The evil spirit snorted, "You're lucky."

"You must be more obedient in the future. When you become stronger, you can help your master fight."

Inside the tent, Sang Mo's ears twitched slightly and he heard the evil spirit's words completely. He couldn't help laughing. Nannan really knew how to train her younger brothers.

Without paying attention to the outside, Sang Mo got on the cushion and took out the quilt and pillow, "Go to sleep."

Zhang Qiling, who was standing in front of the cushion, said, "......"

This made it seem as if he was the only one who was shy and embarrassed.

Although he thought so, Zhang Qiling still took off his shoes and stepped on the cushion. There was no other way. Sang Mo had already taken off his shoes. He felt that if he didn't take off his shoes, Sang Mo would kick him off the cushion.

He lifted the quilt and lay down in it. Sang Mo also gave him a pillow. This was indeed the treatment for a boyfriend. Didn’t you see that the blind ex-boyfriend only had a sleeping bag and not even a pillow or a quilt.

After lying down, I could hear my own breathing in the quiet tent, not to mention the steady breathing next to me.

Zhang Qiling glanced at the person sleeping next to him. The light was dim and the tent was a closed space. A light fragrance gradually lingered between his nostrils.

It seems to be the scent of shower gel and shampoo, light and particularly pleasant.

Sang Mo's eyelashes are long and dense, and his facial features are smooth and soft. He has a very good appearance, just like what he always says: a divine face.

Zhang Qiling used his peripheral vision to carefully depict his eyebrows and eyes. This was not the first time he had done this, but he had only depicted them in his mind before, and had never depicted them with his own eyes at such a close distance.

The steady breathing sound was like a soothing lullaby, and Zhang Qiling gradually felt sleepy while describing it.

When he was about to fall asleep, he felt a warm source rolling into his arms. The person rubbed his head against his chest, and placed one hand across his abdomen, as if he had adjusted a comfortable sleeping position. All he could hear was the gentle breathing.

Zhang Qiling's mouth curled up slightly, and his hand on the side carefully pinched the naturally hanging fingers. It seemed that he was not satisfied with this, and his hand gradually held that hand.

And the other hand also consciously put around Sang Mo's back, and he sighed as if he was satisfied.

In the tent next door, Hei Xia Zi, who heard no movement, felt a little relieved and hypnotized himself peacefully in his sleeping bag, ready to go to sleep.

...

Early in the morning, Sang Mo was awakened by the sound of a zipper.

He opened his eyes and saw Zhang Qiling zipping up the tent. "What time is it? Are you still awake?"

Hearing his muffled voice, Zhang Qiling paused. He had been moving very quietly, so how come he woke him up?

He turned around and said, "It's just dawn, past 6 o'clock, you can continue to sleep."

Sang Mo then put his head back on the pillow and said, "Yeah."

Zhang Qiling walked out of the tent. The fire outside had gone out. Hei Xiazi in the next tent must have heard the noise, so he unzipped his pants and walked out.

The two men looked at each other. Hei Xia Zi wanted to say something, but was afraid of waking up Sang Mo, so he could only light a cigarette and hold it in his mouth.

Even though they went to bed early last night, they actually slept less and woke up early. How could they really enter deep sleep in the wild? They were always in light sleep and would wake up immediately at the slightest movement.

Although they knew that Sang Mo might have asked evil spirits or his pet ghosts to keep watch at night, they had no right or reason to sit back and reap the benefits.

After stretching his body, Zhang Qiling began his morning exercise. Hei Xia Zi finished smoking a cigarette and took out some compressed biscuits from his backpack to fill his stomach.

It was not until noon that Sang Mo slowly walked out of the tent.

He yawned, "Morning."

Hei Xia Zi asked him, "What are you going to do today? If nothing else, you can continue to sleep."

Sang Mo rubbed his eyes and answered casually, "Skiing. If you come to Changbai Mountain and don't ski, are you here to enjoy the northwest wind?"

"You're not planning on skiing forever, are you?" Hei Xia Zi was a little dumbfounded. Then he and the mute should find something fun to do.

But there is snow everywhere, and it seems there is nothing we can do except drink the northwest wind.

They will probably have to stay here for another month. Hei Xia Zi is thinking about going out for a walk and seeing if he can hunt some. He and the mute can eat compressed biscuits all the time, but they can't let Sang Mo watch them eating them.

Sang Mo probably couldn't stand it anymore, so he would take out a lot of ingredients to cook like he did last night.

All the food, daily necessities and accommodation were provided by Sang Mo. If it were in the past, the shameless black bear would have definitely accepted them with great pleasure.

But isn’t the target different? This is Sang Mo, not those insignificant people who were being fleeced by him.

Obviously, not only he thought of this, Zhang Qiling also thought of this.

He even thought that if he couldn't find any prey, he would just go down the mountain and buy some food from the village.

When being with Sang Mo, you can't let Sang Mo make the sacrifices, nor can you just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor.