Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 6 Only One Bed
Murong Xue retreated in a panic, and finally had no choice but to lean against the big tree.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't come here! Bastard!"

She pressed the hem of her skirt that was blown up by the wind, her eyes flustered.

I pressed the tip of my nose against her face, and my eyes were cold: "This is a primeval forest, not your office building!"

"Are you the big boss caring about me?"

I sniffed her body fragrance, and looked from the neckline to her deep gully.

"I can vent on you at will without any responsibility."

"Throw your body here, and in less than a week, the ants will gnaw you down to your bones, and the search and rescue team won't even be able to identify who you are."

She looked at me with horror in her eyes.

I put my hand into her collar.

"Stop!" Her tender neck trembled like a lost lamb.

However, I just helped her button her breasts.

No matter how hot the weather is, don't open the neckline in such a place, as poisonous insects will fall in and it will be difficult to catch.

Murong Xue looked into my eyes and shivered subconsciously.

Seems a little overwhelmed.

But no way.

This kind of place is not a place for her to point fingers.

If you want to survive here, you have to recognize your own situation.

Those self-righteous big shots are just the bottom of the food chain in this jungle.

Even ants can easily kill them.

"Next time I say this kind of useless nonsense, I might really mean what I say."

"Remember, what I want is a companion who can survive with me, not a domineering aunt."

Murong Xue went limp and gasped for breath.

I heard her calling me a bastard, but I ignored her.

It's going to rain, and the shelter hasn't been completed. It's a mistake.

I turned around and started clearing the weeds from the ground with a stick.

Under no circumstances should you sleep directly on the tropical jungle floor.

Otherwise, at night, snakes, worms, rats and ants will use your body as a nightclub, come in and out to hold parties at will, and can even have a supper on you by the way.

The best option is actually a hammock, but unfortunately there is no time to make a hammock right now.

Lightning flashed again, and thunder roared.

Murong Xue stood not far away, crouching down like a frightened deer.

She hugged her legs and curled up pitifully.

"Okay, don't be dazed. If we want to wait for the rescue team here, we need to work together." I shouted at her.

"Come with me on the palm fronds, and I'll put up the canopy as soon as possible."

She glanced at me in a panic, scolded the bastard in a low voice, and followed in small steps.

We came here with several bundles of palm leaves, and the wind through the forest was getting stronger and stronger, and we saw that the pouring rain was approaching.

"You, hurry up, it seems to be raining soon."

"Don't rush!"

I spread most of the palm fronds on the ground for mattresses and sheets.

Then I pulled out a few palm whiskers and twisted them into a single-strand rope, quickly fixed a few pine branches into an A-frame, pushed the frame to test the stability, and finally spread the remaining palm leaves on the wooden frame.

A simple shelter is made.

Murong Xue stared at me blankly, obviously shocked by my skills and efficiency.

She seemed to want to talk to me a little bit, but dared not speak.

I looked at her look that was frightened by me, and I wanted to laugh a little.

"Lie in, and sleep here at night."

"Just, just one bed?"

"If you think a bed is too crowded, you can sleep on the floor and I will sleep on the bed."

"You!" She looked at me dumbfounded, speechless.

Murong Xue seemed to want to get angry and say that she slept on the floor.

But when he saw that the ground was dark and dirty, and whether unknown reptiles had crawled out of the mud, he immediately choked back the words that came to his mouth.

"On this condition, don't pick and choose." I yawned.

"If you want to separate the beds, build another shelf yourself."

She gritted her teeth, wanted to lose her temper but didn't dare to lose her temper, so she could only accept her fate.

After tossing around for a long time, Murong Xue was also tired.

She took off her high heels carefully, and the stockings covering her white and tender feet were stained with black hooves, and the air immediately smelled of pan-acid.

Murong Xue blushed.

(End of this chapter)