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Chapter two hundred and eighty after the catastrophe

The beauty is in her arms, but at this moment, Zhang Ziwen cannot tolerate her soft body. The sea water is cold. Zhang Ziwen feels Tang Ying's body feel cold. Her lips become bloodless because of the cold. Tang Ying's physique is weak and she can't hold on for long. It is not easy to stay here for a long time. Zhang Ziwen slightly judged the direction. Previously, while the plane was rolling and swirling, his mind was always at a high level of awakeness. He opened the pressure compartment, untied the seat belt, and escaped. He did everything under his high level of awakeness, and it was done completely out of control. At the same time, he kept calculating the direction of the island. Every time the plane rolled, he corrected the angle of the island in his mind. This is the quality of an elite warrior. The more dangerous it was, the clearer the thoughts were, because he knew in his heart that once the direction was wrong, he and Tang Ying could not escape death...

The direction was correct, and the island came into Zhang Ziwen's eyes. Zhang Ziwen was ecstatic. He was not very sure about this, because he and she were sure to be buried in the sea without being frozen to death. They had to feed the sharks.

"It's saved..." There was hope for survival, Zhang Ziwen shouted excitedly.

Tang Ying was not moving, Zhang Ziwen secretly shouted in his heart, and turned his head to look at her. At this moment, Tang Ying was floating on the sea weakly. She seemed to have lost consciousness. Hold on. Zhang Ziwen was anxious and held her bodyguard and swam hard on the island. He had to race against time. Tang Ying was already in extreme weakness...

The sea sand was touched under his feet, and finally arrived. Zhang Bing dragged Tang Ying to the soft beach with great effort. His body tilted and fell to her body. He lay on his back, gasping heavily. After working hard for more than 10 miles, he felt a little exhausted. He had already tried his best.

The sun shone lightly, and the body left the chill on its body. Zhang Ziwen, who had recovered a little strength, got up. Tang Ying was still breathing faintly. Fortunately, she was just frozen by the cold sea water. There was no big problem. Zhang Ziwen felt relieved and rubbed his palms hard. He took rescue measures. He rubbed Tang Ying's frozen hands and feet with moderate strength. The heat on his palm gradually drove away the chill on Tang Ying's hands and feet. A few minutes later, Tang Ying's throat made a faint demonic roar, his beautiful eyes moved, slowly opened, and she woke up...

"Do you feel better when you wake up?" Zhang Ziwen was delighted. It would be easier if she wakes up.

"Where is this?" Tang Ying asked vaguely. She hadn't figured out what landlord she was in yet, but the beach under her was soft and there was no bone-bone feeling of the sea water.

"On the island." Zhang Ziwen smiled and said, "We finally came to this island... Are you... you are still stiff in your body now?"

Tang Ying moved his hands and feet a little and said softly: "It's... good... it's just that wet and wet, it's so uncomfortable. It's so cold. Hug me..." Tang Ying struggled to sit up.

Zhang Ziwen quickly supported her, and when he copied her hands, he hugged her in his arms, and said with a smile: "Have it over. It seems that we will stay on this island for a while, so we will find a dry place here." After that, he stood up and walked out of the beach.

Tang Ying didn't want to move anymore. Although being held by him like this made her feel shy, it felt really good to be wrapped in his arms. The only thing that was the beauty was that her and his clothes were soaked, and they were so sticky and uncomfortable. A sea breeze blew by. Tang Ying's body shivered and couldn't help but chill. It was so cold. She hugged his neck and tightened her hands, but Yi's bodies were very cold at this moment. I'm afraid they couldn't do it if they wanted to keep warm...

I don’t know how big this isolated island is. The natural environment is quite good and the hillside is delayed. Although it is winter, the island is green and the grass is longer than the knees. You can see some unknown wild flowers at intervals. From time to time, you can hear a few crisp bird songs. What makes Zhang Ziwen even more happy is that without going deep into the island, he found several springs not far from the coast, with water sources. This is simply wonderful. Zhang Ziwen doesn’t have to worry about the lack of fresh water on the island now.

If you want to explore the entire island, you can search for a while on the edge of the island with Tang Ying in your arms and find a good temporary shelter. Two huge rocks suddenly stand at the foot of the gentle slope. It is only 1,000 meters away from the coast. Standing on the rock, the view is extremely wide, and you can see the white beach and the blue sea. As long as there are passing ships, a fire will be lit on the rock. I believe it will be a matter of time before it gets out of trouble.

The two rocks closed in a large space, which was spacious and flat, equivalent to a natural stone chamber. It not only sheltered from the wind and rain, but also had a clear spring not far from the rock. It was a good place. Zhang Ziwen put down Tang Ying without saying a word and told her to stay for a while and she had to rectify the temporary nest. Tang Ying nodded gently, and she was as obedient as a kitten with a clear look. It was not difficult to understand that she asked him to go and go back early and not to wait for a long time.

Zhang Ziwen didn't walk far, with hay all over the hillside. Zhang Ziwen reached out to take off the dagger hidden on the ankle. This military dagger was very useful. The knife was sharp and the special saber for killing became a tool for mowing grass. After three or two rounds, the stone chamber had been laid with several thick layers, which were dry and softer. It was a little softer than Simmons lying on it.

Fortunately, it is winter now, with many dry trees, and some dead trees that were blown down by the typhoon. Zhang Ziwen didn't need to worry too much, and several piles of dry firewood were piled outside the rocks. After a while, Zhang Ziwen had already set up a fire rack in a place where the smoke could be smoothly discharged. As long as the fire was ignited, not only did he not have to worry about the smoke smog and the entire stone room could not be warm as spring.

Without a lighter, how can I make a fire? What's the use of building this pile of firewood? Tang Ying opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhang Ziwen with curiousness. Everything this man did at this time made her curious.

With this veteran who has been undergoing countless survival training, it is impossible for Zhang Ziwen to make fire. He drilled wood and caught fire. A few dead leaves, a dry wood block, and a sharpened wood tip. After continuous and rapid rubbing, in less than 10 minutes, Mars flashed, and a wisp of fine smoke rose and became larger and larger. The wooden boards that made fire showed signs of carbonization during the burning. Zhang Ziwen was so happy that he carefully held the wooden boards with the dead leaves and placed the carbonized wooden boards under the pile of firewood. The fire suddenly ignited.

The fire was not big, but it could already make Tang Ying feel a hint of heat. She was so cold that she was trembling that she could not lean against the fire. But Zhang Ziwen's next action stopped her. What was this guy doing? It was dirty. Tang Ying spat in her heart, her face turned red, and she quickly turned her back and never dared to step into the fire half a step.

Zhang Ziwen's movements were indeed fast. As soon as the fire ignited, he immediately began to disarm himself as he stood up. Grandma's body was sticky and cold, he could not bear it. After training, he let himself clean and smooth for no more than 5 seconds. Before Tang Ying could react, he had already exposed his naked upper body. When she turned her back, he had only a pair of briefs left. The movement was fast enough. When he was about to remove the last fig sheet, he felt something was wrong. Damn, there was a big beauty next to him. After reacting this, Zhang Ziwen looked at Tang Ying embarrassedly. Fortunately, she had not seen her underwear yet. Looking at her slightly trembling back, Zhang Ziwen was in trouble. He would never want to wear this wet clothes again. This crime could not be borne by anyone.

"Tang Ying... come here and take off the warmth..." Zhang Ziwen gritted his teeth and called out, looking at her back, looking at her own clothes that she dared not turn around, and she would definitely be seen taking off her clothes. At this moment, he didn't plan to wear them back.

"You...you put on your clothes..." Tang Ying's voice was very shy.

"There are not so many things to pay attention to in the deserted island... I still have a pair of underwear, just think I can wear swimming trunks. It's cold, so come and bake it..." Zhang Ziwen found a reason for himself. The heat from the fire warmed your half-naked body. It's unlikely that he would go out to blow the cold wind. He was staying at the fire and didn't want to move anymore.

Hearing the bad guy's tone, Tang Ying was so cold that she felt uncomfortable, and her body shook. The heat from the fire in the distance tempted her. He had underwear covering her shame, but he didn't take off her naked? Tang Ying thought, as he said, as he was wearing... swimming trunks, Tang Ying, who was so cold that she couldn't stand it, bit her soft lips and left. She turned around with a slight hesitation, so she calmly approached the fire, and sat down on the clean big stone that Zhang Ziwen had already placed.

The heat was so warm. Tang Ying, who was a little more comfortable on her body, gently relaxed her scent, but her beautiful eyes didn't dare to touch his body at all. It was too shameful.
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