[BL] Disabled Cannon Fodder has Dreams [Quick Wear]

3.12

Song Xi went out and slipped in circles, and was picked up and carried back to the cave again.

    Qiao Zi is really angry, what are you doing?

    Song Xi lay on his back, on his side, and on his back all day. When he got tired, he was picked up and sat for a while.

    The man worked diligently all afternoon, and the fish in his stomach seemed to disappear out of thin air, so hungry that his chest was pressed to his back.

    Song Xi softly and weakly pushed Qiao Zizhen, who was tumbling, and said aggrievedly, "I'm hungry."

    His stomach was grumbling in protest.

    Qiao Zi really got up, took a handful of strawberries from somewhere, tore off the leaves, and fed him one end.

    Song Xi took one bite and ate a dozen or so in a row before he felt full. He hiccupped at the man and continued to be paralyzed like a dead fish.

.No, no, no, no, really no, if you go further, you will really die.

    As soon as he was paralyzed, Qiao Zizhen pulled him up and hugged him, "I'll go to bed later, take a bath first."

    Song Xi couldn't open his eyes: "If you don't wash it, it will stink."

    Sweaty and unable to do so without washing, Qiao Zizhen, without saying a word, made a big tub with warm water out of thin air, put people in it and started to wash.

    Obviously, everything can come out, and you have to live in a cave. The perverted thinking is really strange.

    Song Xi thought in a daze, and before he fell asleep, he heard a sigh and murmured - "Little fool, do you want to leave here..."

    On the afternoon of the second day, Song Xi rubbed his eyes and got up, and Qiao Zizhen was sitting next to him holding a pile of wooden boards, not knowing what he was tossing.

    He stretched his waist and raised his hand like an uncle, "I'm hungry!"

."What do you want to eat?" Qiao Zizhen didn't look back, burying her head in research.

    Song Xi curiously leaned over and looked around: "What is this?"

    Qiao Zizhen raised his head and gave him a deep look, "Bed."

    Song Xi: "...what are you doing with the bed?"

    "Sleep, what can I do, it's too humid in here." Qiao Zizhen replied innocently, brought something to eat for Song Xi, and continued to put the board together.

    Song Xi watched while eating, and when he saw the man pretending to be wrong, he reminded him from time to time.

    Seeing that there was already an approximate bed, Song Xi was at a loss: "Why doesn't this bed have legs?"

    Qiao Zizhen said nonsense casually: "...It doesn't look good with bed legs." He completely forgot about it.

."Oh—" Song Xi stretched his voice, classifying this again as a perverted and magical thinking.

    He suddenly became interested, finished eating in three or two bites, asked for a bunch of things, and started tossing the cave.

    Song Xi casually cleaned the cave, placed small furniture, tables, stools, and shelves. After thinking about it, he dug a shallow pit near the entrance of the cave and built a simple stove.

    When cutting the stick in the middle, Song Xi couldn't find the handy tool, so he picked up the abandoned knife from the corner, and in front of Qiao Zizhen, cut the rice with broken teeth.