The days of survival on a deserted island with the beautiful president

Chapter 792 Resist Temptation
Although the old man is already anxious now, when he thinks that Xiaoru will be in danger with Lin Tian, ​​he can't wait for a moment.

But in front of Zhao Shuai, he still stood aside and tried his best to keep calm.

Under such circumstances, the old man, who could only do so, wanted to take a step after saying this sentence.

Seeing the old man's actions, Zhao Shuai, who had a serious face, frowned instantly.

Zhao Shuai, who has been with the old man for so long, is actually not a fool.

So when he raised his head and saw the absent-minded look on the old man's face, he immediately realized something.

"Pick fruit? Then I'll go with you..."

"Ah, no, I don't need you, I can do it by myself! You, you go busy with Fang Li's affairs!"

After hearing what Zhao Shuai said, the old man shook his head immediately before he had time to think.

go together?

Then why are you still lying?
After the old man refused, he tentatively looked in Zhao Shuai's direction.

At this time, Zhao Shuai had already moved his body aside.

After seeing that the old man had a problem, Zhao Shuai had no choice but to nod helplessly.

Although Zhao Shuai was also very curious, wondering why the old man lied to him in turn!
But when he heard the word Fang Li, he who was a little relaxed at first turned cold in an instant.

He felt a trace of sadness, and then tightly held the clothes in his arms.

Fang Li, since Fang Li's accident, her body was still left in the cave.

But in that cave, it was very humid and narrow. In this environment, Fang Li's body was very perishable!
When Zhao Shuai thought of this, he, who was originally calm, suddenly became a little depressed.

Although Zhao Shuai had been wandering around on this deserted island for a long time, he had always been worried about Fang Li's matter.

Like carrying a stone on his shoulders, Zhao Shuai always took this matter to heart.

So even though he had been happy that he could get the clothes just now, when he heard Fang Li's name, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

When Zhao Shuai lowered his head and nodded in a depressed mood, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Then you go and come back quickly, I will take care of Fang Li's matter!"

Zhao Shuai, who lost all doubt in an instant, walked away quietly after saying this.

After seeing this scene, the old man, who was still a little nervous, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, then I'm leaving..."

After the old man replied casually, he walked lightly into the grass.

In the sweltering weather, after seeing the old man's hurried back, Zhao Shuai still looked helplessly into the camp.

When he saw the small cave not far from him, he stepped forward without hesitation.

In the empty camp, there were still some sparks on the fire, but there was no movement at all at this time.

And the broken tent with the cloth door opened has become particularly conspicuous now.

Facing the empty camp, Zhao Shuai glanced at the tent with some consideration.

The originally dilapidated tent actually didn't have a single loophole at all.

Although it looked dilapidated, under the care of the old man, it also seemed a little warm.

After all, it is the happiest thing to have a tent covered with clothes on such a deserted island with a large temperature difference between day and night!
Just as Zhao Shuai looked over with a serious face, he set his eyes on the cloth door in front of the tent.

Just because the cloth door was not completely covered, when he looked over, he immediately saw a pile of clothes in the tent.

Although the pile of clothes were all stolen from others, some of them were picked up by the old man from the dead.

But despite this, in Zhao Shuai's eyes, this pile of colorful clothes is very precious on this desert island.

After Zhao Shuai looked at it for a while, he had already thought a little bit in his heart.

He quickly lowered his head, and after taking a look at the very thin clothes in his arms, his legs were already a little out of control.

"If you only take out one piece, you won't be able to see it at all!"

In fact, what Zhao Shuai thought was right, no matter what, the clothes piled up in that tent were innumerable at all.

And that kid Xiaoru didn't take these clothes seriously at all, so even if he took one or two, they wouldn't notice anything!
When thinking of this, Zhao Shuai's body couldn't help moving over there.

In the very quiet camp, when Zhao Shuai walked to the tent, bent slightly, and looked into the tent, his eyes were shining, and he swallowed nervously.

"This, so many..."

Zhao Shuai, who stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth immediately after seeing the pile of clothes in the tent.

If two pieces of clothes were taken out and spread under the pit, then Fang Li would be able to leave with peace of mind!
I remember that Fang Li had some cleanliness obsessed with Zhao Shuai, but in fact, all he did was to make himself feel better.

After all, without Fang Li's protection, I would have died on the spot at that time.

That's why Zhao Shuai at this time, when he saw so many clothes, he couldn't wait to get them.

"Just take two, those two are nothing!"

Zhao Shuai, who was out of control, started muttering softly afterward.

But when faced with such a big temptation, Zhao Shuai, who had a smile on his face, gradually hesitated when he stretched out his hand.

Zhao Shuai, who was about to touch the pile of clothes, suddenly thought of Xiaoru at this moment.

Zhao Shuai, who wanted Xiaoru in his mind, immediately thought of Xiaoru's incurable disease.

Although there is really nothing wrong with these two clothes, but for Xiaoru...

Zhao Shuai, who was still thinking about Fang Li, lowered his head slowly at this moment.

No, Fang Li is already dead, and a child as young as Xiao Ru will need it sooner or later!
Zhao Shuai, who gritted his teeth, shook his head helplessly after thinking about it for a moment.

In his opinion, Fang Li is indeed very important, but people cannot be brought back to life after death, so now he should think more about Xiaoru.

In the sweltering camp, when Zhao Shuai had slowly stood up from the side, there was still a trace of sadness on his face.

With a serious face, he hugged the pair of pants in his arms tightly, and walked towards the cave step by step.

He couldn't bear it, and when he lowered his head thoughtfully, he had already glanced at the missing piece of clothing in his arms, and he instantly shook his head helplessly.

(End of this chapter)