The Originium Worm in Tomorrow's Ark

Huang Cheng, who is still a stoneworm and a small piece of wood, didn't find anything wrong with these two people.

I even felt a little uncomfortable.

It turns out that the two of them are really as close as best friends! Almost always together.

Knocked! Knocked!

This scorpion's principle is not to knock anything, it will only make me malnourished, and it is not an evil CP anyway.

Chapter 560: Make Red Dragon and Little Deer Feel Guilt for the Rest of Their Lives (Part )

Huang Cheng waited for two months after the integration movement. The wandering integration movement finally arrived at a small lake and stationed the camp by the river.

As the weather becomes increasingly cold, even these black bugs from the infected investigation team have to relax their search pace.

They also know that the wool has to come out of the sheep, and if they keep pulling it out, it will cause the sheep to fight back.

Thanks to various reasons, the integration movement also ushered in a long period of calm.

Although hunger and cold are still forcing this newly developed small organization, it seems that as long as it suffers a little disaster, this organization will fall into the endless abyss of destruction.

But with the existence of such a father, he held up the backbone of the entire organization, blocking out the fun from the outside and the hunger within. Everyone was kept warm under his arms like children.

As a result, the debate about him continues to unfold in some people's minds.

Of course, sometimes the debate is not necessarily academic, but more of a crazy jump on the edge of the law.

What exactly is love?

No one in this world can answer this question.

Tallulah didn't know, and neither did Huang Cheng.

Even a certain big cat that has lived for tens of thousands of years doesn't know what this concept means.

No, I probably already know that by now.

But one fact is unquestionable. Love will trigger some hormonal reactions, allowing the value concept of love to penetrate into the genes, allowing the person concerned to adapt to the changes in genes and nature.

The essence of genes lies in inheritance. Only in this way can life be immortalized and passed down forever.

At this time, a certain dragon was very spineless and followed the instinct of genes. Maybe it was a dragon.

Tallulah stayed quietly outside Huang Cheng's tent. Although she was still wearing her marching clothes, she had no taste at all.

Because she didn't know what to do at this time, it was just a simple night raid, and at the same time she discussed the philosophy of life with the little teacher.

Although Tallulah has learned a lot about physiological knowledge, it is obvious that she does not have the skills of an experienced driver like the old black snake, even though this dragon does not even have theoretical experience.

But she has no actual combat experience! I have the intention of pouting at the scorpion but I haven't studied hard.

Moreover, Black Snake will not teach her how to seduce people. All he teaches is serious knowledge, using mathematics, literature and the like to improve Tallulah's education.

If Black Snake could predict such a day, he would probably find another way to teach her to be dishonest.

It's a pity that there is no if now.

Black Snake said that it is still hidden in his head and refuses to come out. He probably just moved and is still not used to the new environment.

Huang Cheng is also always on guard against this red dragon, which might suddenly turn into a black dragon one day.

"The little teacher should be asleep. If I get into his bed tonight, what kind of expression will he have when he wakes up tomorrow morning? Will it be a surprise?"

Tallulah never knew where the little teacher lived, but as the leader of the camp, she was too embarrassed to bother others to search one by one.

She was indeed followed at night, but the little teacher was as slippery as a loach, and Tallulah disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Excited heart and trembling hands.

Tallulah unbuttoned a few buttons on her collar so that she could have a little more voluptuous figure.

Although she thinks her figure is already calculated, according to what she read in some books, children will have a certain amount of affection for maternal women.

Although her mother's figure in her impression has almost disappeared.

But adhering to the mentality that bigger is better, work hard to show off all the advantages of your figure.

Tallulah tiptoed into the tent quietly and put her hand on the bed.

Then he hit the straw.

Why does the little teacher have straw in the room? And where is the little teacher now?

A ray of fire appeared on Tallulah's hand, and the hot firelight illuminated the small tent room.

Then she froze, and a strong sense of self-blame rose from the bottom of her heart.

Is this what you can call a room?

How is this different from sleeping on the snow?

There should be no snow inside the tent, and there should be no difference between the ground in the tent where the little teacher lives and the ground outside.

It hasn't even been cleaned. The so-called quilt is just a little bit of cotton wool mixed with vegetation. The haystacks are stacked on top of each other to form a simple small bed.

There are even several simple maintenance tools nearby.

Why didn't she find this small tent when she was walking around the campground today?

It took a lot of effort for Tallulah to find out from Alina which tent the little teacher lived in.

Why did the little teacher never tell me that he lived in a place like this?

He can live with me!

She didn't believe it at first, but then she saw the little teacher's clothes hanging nearby that had not yet been dried.

There is no doubt that this is Huang Cheng's residence all along.

Tallulah felt her eyes were a little moist, and the feeling of self-blame in her heart almost filled them.

How can there be such kind people in the world? Such a person who doesn't ask for anything in return.

"What is this note?"

Tallulah turned over a small note from her primary school teacher's bed. She could tell at a glance that the beautiful handwriting on it was written by Alina.

"Your little teacher, please lend me one night to take a good look at this room."

In fact, Alina accidentally discovered this small tent a week ago. That night, he planned to send some midnight snacks to the children, but maybe because it was too late, she got lost in the darkness in the camp.

I searched several tents but couldn't find the tent where the children were staying.

He accidentally saw a fire coming from a small tent. When he was about to go in and borrow a lamp, he saw Huang Cheng writing something on a tattered small table.

Alina couldn't calm down for a long time that night, and Huang Cheng repeatedly asked him not to tell anyone else about it.

It was very cold inside the tent, not much different from the temperature outside.

Although Alina was born into a poor family, she had a small house to live in and rarely slept outside.

And how long has Mr. Huang Cheng lived in this small tent?

Isn't she cold?

So after a week, Alina finally couldn't bear it anymore.

As the person who has contributed most to the development of the entire camp, Mr. Huang Cheng should not live in such a crude place!

At least there must be a warm fire...

At the same time, I had a little complaint about a certain dragon in my heart.

He keeps saying that he loves Mr. Huang Cheng, but in fact he doesn't even care about his daily life.

It's too careless and sloppy!

So today, Alina specially told the dragon where Huang Cheng lived. Of course, the dragon had to do a lot of chores in the middle, which is another story.

Chapter 561: Fawn might be stealing the house? (VIII)

Some people are still thinking about whether they should compensate.

Some people have put their hands on the happiness of others.

Are you right? Alina?

In a warm and comfortable room, Alina was carefully making a bowl of steaming soup for Huang Cheng.

Of course, her Mr. Huang Cheng was also by the little deer's side.

At this time, he was still sleepy and confused,

The whole person is in the midst of three major thoughts in life: who am I, where am I, and what do I want to do.

I remember I had just laid down and not long after falling asleep, suddenly the sound of footsteps came from my ears.

But the footsteps seemed to be those of familiar people, so I didn’t have much doubt and thought it was just an ordinary passer-by.

But I didn't expect that the owner of the footsteps would burst into my room in an instant and take me away in one breath.

Someone is coming, kidnapping a child!

With the strength of this scorpion, it would have been easy to break free from a person's shackles, but he didn't expect that a faint fragrance like jasmine immediately hit his taste buds.

This is the scent of Alina. Don't ask why this little deer smells of perfume. The question is that Huang Cheng gave it to her.

In other words, Huang Cheng, the woman in the camp, gave her a lot of useless perfume and makeup.

Anyway, I can’t spray it all in the space, although it won’t expire.

"Alina, what are you doing? Could it be..."

Wow, you little deer! I really misjudged you before!

I thought we could become good friends, but I didn’t expect you to be greedy for my body!

Recalling every bit of his previous experiences, Huang Cheng instantly felt a little heartbroken, as if his own child had fallen into a wrong path for some reason.

Huang Cheng looked at the innocent little deer who was holding him and running fast with a look of sorrow on his face, and secretly blamed himself for teaching her a bad lesson.

But something seems wrong.

I didn't teach him anything. Where did he learn this?

Why did you suddenly pick me up at night?

Could it be that someone in the camp came to attack?

But my radar is not responding?

After two or three minutes, a bright light broke into his field of vision.

At the same time, Huang Cheng also felt as if his whole body was wrapped in warmth.

A piece of warm clothes covered Huang Cheng's body, and they arrived at a spacious and bright tent.

But this tent did not belong to Tallulah. He had given a lecture here just an hour ago. It was impossible for Huang Cheng to admit his mistake.

"I don't remember this tent being available in the camp..."

"Mr. Huang Cheng, everyone in our camp built this specially for you. You are obviously still so young, there is no need to live in such a shabby house."

In this camp, everyone is useful.

But even the most incapable of working people have a place that can be called a warm place to live.

"Hey, hey, why are you almost crying?"

"I'm sorry that we didn't give you a better life. This is indeed my dereliction of duty and everyone's dereliction of duty, allowing you to live in such a dilapidated residence for so long."

Even if you drag me to sleep in the snow, I still feel it doesn't matter!

Sister! My physical fitness is different from yours!

Haven't you noticed that when you were all wearing cotton-padded jackets, I was the only one running in the snow wearing a short-sleeved shirt?

You didn't even notice whether I was cold or not, so how could you feel that I was cold when I was sleeping?

Is your focus a bit strange?

And can you please stop holding me while you talk? Quite embarrassing.

I have never been so speechless in my life.