After living on a desert island, they all plotted evil against me.

When the sentinel wolf realized something was wrong, the hunt for it had already begun.

Accompanied by shrill screams, the wolves, which were considered invincible compared to wild boars in the outer jungle, immediately abandoned their companions and ran away.

At the same time, Zhang Liu, who was wearing only a pair of underwear after taking a shower, lit his own beeswax candle with the eight girls looking forward to it.

Curtain cloth strips burn very slowly after being ignited.

However, there was no wind around, so it slowly burned to the side of the beeswax, and baked the beeswax at the fixed point of the curtain cloth.

The only time everyone present can see candles burning in reality is most likely when the elders pray to gods and worship ancestors.

After all, it was too early for anyone present to have such a thing as a candlelight dinner.

However, even when praying to gods and worshiping ancestors, they would not pay attention to how the candles were dyed, but would only have a general image.

It seems like candles will shed tears or something...

The current scene of beeswax being roasted is very consistent with everyone's image of burning candles.

But under the expectant gaze, the candle wick made of curtain cloth burned to the innermost part, and then flickered out...

"Huh?" Looking at this scene, Zhang Liu, who was completely mentally prepared, was suddenly confused.

The girls around him were also talking a lot.

"Why did it go out when there was obviously fuel?"

"Yes……"

"Can't beeswax be used as a candle..."

"It's so strange..."

…………

But let the girls discuss it however they want.

The first candle-making operation on this desert island could only end in failure.

Reluctantly, he held the bamboo tube candle in front of him to look at it, then he picked up a knife and started to break open the bamboo tube.

Zhang Liu was going to see if there was something wrong with the main body of the candle.

Cutting the bamboo tube open, apart from a lump of beeswax that was still slightly soft, there was still some sticky substance similar to tar at the bottom.

Frowning slightly, he immediately suspected whether the poor lighting of the candles was related to it.

Put a little bit on your finger and put it in front of your nose and smell it.

A very special smell, a little smelly, but also sweet and fragrant like honey.

Although I dare not put it in my mouth to taste it for confirmation.

But after just a little thought, Zhang Liu had a target of suspicion.

These things are most likely to be honey that has not been completely chewed out of the beeswax and girls' saliva.

Beeswax is relatively light, so it will float on top of this layer and form a cross section with it. It probably has little to do with whether the candle can be lit.

Thinking of this, he sighed slightly after finding nothing after the dissection.

Compared to other girls who are discussing why the intense candle does not burn.

After Anya briefly spoke, she stood aside without speaking, her eyes full of hesitation.

The discussion ultimately didn't last long.

After their bodies and hair were completely dry, the girls all went to bed to rest. Only Anya and Zhang Liu, the two "pig brain tasters", stayed by the fire.

"Zhang Liu, you must wait until I fall asleep before eating!" Su Yan looked at Zhang Liu with worry in her eyes.

"Well, don't worry, the pig brains will take half an hour to be fully cooked..." Looking at Su Yan's eyes, Zhang Liu became speechless.

Beside him, Anya's face was getting redder and redder, and her calves were subconsciously clamped because of nervousness.

Because as the time to "taste pig brains together" is approaching, she is getting closer and closer to the "birthday gift in return" given by Zhang Liu.

Chapter 363: Do you know what the safe period is (monthly ticket reward plus Chapter 43)

Two pig brains, one large and one small, were stewed in a small clay pot.

Although Zhang Liu is not the kind of food blogger who would advise "don't wash the pot, keep the original flavor".

Moreover, the desert island, a place where birds poop all over the ground, has little to do with food.

But he also understood the preciousness of lard.

So Zhang Liu didn't clean the pot, but poured water directly on the lard and started heating it.

When he was ready to wait for the water to be warm, he put the brains in and stewed it. Half an hour later, he and Anya could enjoy stewed pork brains with black pepper lard flavor.

Considering that today is the other party's birthday, Zhang Liu planned to leave two-thirds of the pig brain to Anya and only eat one-third for himself!

"Zhang Liu, actually I may know why the candle cannot be lit." Sitting next to the boy she liked, Anya's breathing was a little rapid, so she also looked up at the moon in the sky, trying to relieve the pressure in her heart in this way.

"What can I do?" Zhang Liu suddenly became excited when he heard the words of the girl next to him.

Whether the candle can be made successfully or not is not important at present, but when building ships and going to sea in the future, having a stable and safe light source and not having a stable and safe light source are completely different things.

The best scenario he imagined was to go to sea for a while, then accidentally enter the shipping lane, meet a large ship, and then be rescued.

If he really had to drift at sea for a long time, Zhang Liu would be really timid.

Hearing the questioning from the boy next to her, Anya was silent for a long time before she whispered, "Maybe it's because the candles are filled with beeswax."

Is it because the candles are filled with beeswax?

Zhang Liu was stunned for a moment by this answer.

Then he also asked: "Why do you think so?"

"Because I once heard my mother talk about the principle of low-temperature candles..." With a little blush, Anya said: "My mother told me some things before, and then we talked about low-temperature candles. She said that the reason why low-temperature candles drip in There will be no burning on the skin, that’s because ordinary candles are made of paraffin and the temperature starts at [-] degrees, while low-temperature candles are soy mixed candles, which are only [-] degrees.”

"Drip on the skin..." Zhang Liu listened silently to Anya's entire explanation.

But just after listening to the previous words, he had already recalled some movies shot in the country where the other party's current nationality is.

There is indeed a scene of a man holding a flamethrower and "chichichi" burning candles...

"In other words, you suspect that my candle cannot burn like this because it is filled with beeswax and nothing else?"

After imagining the entire movie, Zhang Liu also explained what he understood.

"Well, you're right." Anya nodded and replied in a low voice.

When she talked about this topic, she remembered her mother's words as she patted her butt and said, "It's a pity that your butt is too small. Even if you raise it up to play with your husband and drip wax, the candle wax will fall on the ground."

Thinking of this, Anya couldn't help but twist her petite and cute hips. Some things should actually be small or small!

Relying on the energy of not admitting defeat, she thought silently in her heart.

"Hmm... Then I'll try mixing it with lard..." Zhang Liu's eyes fell on the warm bamboo bowl of lard that he had placed next to him.

But the other party's temperature was not as high as usual at this moment, so he had no choice but to give up and wait until tomorrow.

But then Anya beside him suddenly spoke in a low voice: "Zhang Liu, after today is over, I'll be done..."

Her words made Zhang Liu turn his head and show a dumbfounded expression. Isn't Anya the same age as herself?

Why are you suddenly eighteen?

"I'm actually one or two years older than you, but in order to be able to enter school from the first year of high school, my mother changed my age for me."

Hesitatingly speaking, Anya wanted to explain not why she was one or two years older than Zhang Liu, but to prove that she was an adult.

So this birthday can also be regarded as a coming-of-age ceremony!

"Uh... Okay, then congratulations, happy birthday?" Zhang Liu, who scratched his head and didn't understand why the other party came in as a freshman in his school, still said his blessings when his school was only one year old.

For him who is already 17 years old this year, Anya's performance is not too surprising.

Not 80 years old again.

"I'm an adult..." Anya emphasized the point in a low voice.

"Oh." The branch poked the pig brains that were simmering in the small clay pot. Zhang Liu nodded and repeated: "I'm an adult, congratulations."

"Besides, you gave me a gift today. According to my birthday gift habit, you have to give me a gift in return." After taking a deep breath, Anya whispered: "Do you know how I am going to give you a gift in return?"

"Huh? Give me the honey in the bamboo tube?" After looking at Anya, Zhang Liu tentatively said that it should be the most precious material of the other party...

"You idiot! How can anyone return the gift they received? How rude." Anya was immediately amused by Zhang Liu's words.

When she usually gets along with Zhang Liu, although she doesn't always have a "cold" expression, she is still relatively "cold" because of her naturally arrogant personality.

So after Zhang Liu smiled directly at this moment, everyone was stunned.

His expression also gave a certain arrogant girl in red sportswear great courage.

Slowly getting up, Anya walked to the man in front of her, whom she had always shown to be arrogant, and who would only occasionally take off his mask to reveal his sincere side.

Feeling that something was wrong, Zhang Liu shrank back.

But he soon heard the girl in front of him moan: "Don't move!"

In line with his inherent gratitude to Anya, Zhang Liu's body suddenly stiffened.

After issuing such an order, Anya didn't mention it, she just pounced on it.

Even though Anya's body is very petite, with such strength, she can still knock a certain boy to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Liu asked with extreme nervousness, and Zhang Liu felt the strong desire to attack from Anya.

Without saying anything, Anya just kissed Zhang Liu's cheek heavily.

Facing the sudden kiss, Zhang Liu's mind suddenly went blank.

To put it simply, he was confused.

Spreading her legs, Anya clamped Zhang Liu's waist in a very sensitive gesture.

Then she let go of the cheek she had been kissing, sat on Zhang Liu's belly and gasped.

Nothing was done though.

But what he encountered also caused Zhang Liu to fall into a state of severe panting.

At this moment, the two of them are in an awkward state where you look at me, I look at you, and then take a big breath.

"I...I just...had my period a few days ago..." After a while, Anya's face turned red, but she also whispered in a firm tone: "Safety period, do you know? "

Chapter 364: Prepare to let a girl who can’t get married again

What does safety period mean...

Since Zhang Liu knows how to drip wax, of course he also knows how to do this.

He just doesn't have a girlfriend to practice, it's not that he doesn't watch movies or browse websites.

So Zhang Liu had already understood what Anya meant. To put it simply, the other party was hinting that he could have sex at will...

Zhang Liu, who stared blankly at the girl sitting on top of him, swallowed slightly as countless images flashed through his mind.

But Anya, who was sitting on top of him, did not remain stunned, waiting for the boy to take the initiative.

Now there is a birthday as a gimmick!

And he was able to find this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity where everyone was sleeping and only he and Zhang Liu were awake!

And it’s still a safe period. In theory, anything can be done...

The birthday is the right time, the place is the right place to meet alone, and the safe period is the right time!

Under this situation, she only had one thought in her mind, and that was to find a way to make rice with the other party, and then...

Then there is no more...

What would happen next? Anya was so passionate that she had no time to think or worry about it.

Biting her lip lightly, she unbuttoned her red sportswear top one by one.

The fingers were slender and strong, and the eyes looking at the boy in front of him were full of determination.

Although Anya was not sure whether she would win the safety period or not.