The raindrops kept beating on the tent, and Kang Mingsong and Yuan Bingling sat in the tent and chatted.

However, although the two are lovers, and in the evening, they have been scattering the roads hand in hand in the village, this is the first time in an environment like this.

After all, a small marching tent is not much different from a small bed.

As an old bird, Kang Mingsong was nothing, but Yuan Bingling felt a little embarrassed, and her heart was jumping faster and faster.

Looking at Yuan Bingling's shy face and rapid breathing, Kang Mingsong's mind was also hit. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Bingling, your heartbeats seem to be very fast!"

When Yuan Bingling heard this, her face turned red as if she was drunk, and she complained in her heart: Why are you so real?

Kang Mingsong also felt that what he said was a bit stupid, but since he had already said it, he naturally couldn't take it back.

So Kang Mingsong stretched out his body, lay down on the air cushion, pulled a blanket to wrap himself up, and then said to Yuan Bingling: "It seems that it will take a while. Let's sleep first."

Yuan Bingling was embarrassed to just lie down like this. Although the space in the tent was enough for two people to lie down, it was not rich. When the two people lie side by side, they would inevitably stick together.

Although her mind is not conservative and the two are in love, there are other people around her, which makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

Kang Mingsong slept very soundly and fell asleep in a few minutes. He didn't have any concerns about Yuan Bingling in the tent, as if this kind of thing was very natural.

Yuan Bingling had been away for so long, but she was actually tired. Seeing Kang Mingsong sleeping so sweetly, she felt a little sleepy. After looking at Kang Mingsong again, she felt that he was sleeping honestly and had no abnormal movements. So Yuan Bingling curled up and slowly lay down next to the side of the tent, pulled the blanket to cover herself, and went to bed with her back to Kang Mingsong.

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Yuan Bingling unknowingly fell asleep in a daze. She didn't know how long it took, but suddenly she felt something was wrong. She barely opened her eyes and found that Kang Mingsong's arm was pressing over her chest, making her feel a little stuffy.

Yuan Bingling muttered, not knowing whether Kang Mingsong was really asleep or taking the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. However, the two had already confirmed their relationship, and the place was small, so we couldn't blame anything.

However, she lifted Kang Mingsong's arm and put it aside, then shrank her body to the side, and wrapped the blanket tightly.

For some reason, Yuan Bingling suddenly couldn't sleep. She seemed to think something was going to happen, and her hair all over her body exploded.

At this time, she suddenly realized that she could not hear the sound of rain hitting the tent.

But when Yuan Bingling looked up, she found that the rain had not stopped, and the raindrops as big as beans were still pounding the tent tightly, but she couldn't hear the sound.

"It's a bad thing!" Yuan Bingling suddenly felt something was wrong. She grabbed Kang Mingsong's arm and shook it desperately.

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Kang Mingsong was sleeping soundly. He had just had a dream and dreamed that he was holding Yuan Bingling and kissing wet. Suddenly, he felt like he was turning upside down. Yuan Bingling disappeared. He was anxious and woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yuan Bingling right in front of him, which made Kang Mingsong breathe a sigh of relief. However, looking at Yuan Bingling's anxious look, Kang Mingsong asked in confusion: "What's wrong?!"

"I can't hear the sound of rain!" Yuan Bingling pointed to her ear and said.

Kang Mingsong was stunned for a moment, looked at the raindrops on the roof of the tent, and suddenly realized that he could not hear the sound of the rain.

It's broken! This must be a natural disaster!

Kang Mingsong has heard some stories before, that is, whenever a major natural disaster is about to occur, there will always be some supernatural abnormalities. The current situation seems to be like this.

Kang Mingsong ignored the rain outside, so he pulled the zipper on the curtain of the tent with his hand, and then looked out.

It was still raining heavily outside, but Kang Mingsong saw that his tent had been several meters away from the other five tents. The rope that was originally connected had broken at a long time.

Kang Mingsong was a little surprised. He tied the tent with a rope to the tent in front. In order to ensure that he had tied a knot, why did it break?

You know, this rope is not an ordinary rope, but a nylon rope known for its bearing power, as thick as a little finger.

However, it is obviously not the time to investigate the reason for the nylon rope tied to the tent. The most urgent task is to immediately connect the tent where they live with other tents and not really float away.

Kang Mingsong stretched his head out of the tent and looked at it, then shrank back, clutched the curtain of the tent tightly with his hands, and said to Yuan Bingling: "If you find out later, we will be washed to somewhere unknown!"

Yuan Bingling shook her head, feeling that her feelings had nothing to do with this, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

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While Yuan Bingling was hesitating, she saw her friends opposite her also noticed something abnormal. They poked their heads out and saw that Yuan Bingling and Kang Mingsong's tent floated here.

So someone was about to get out and help them get the tent back.

At this time, Kang Mingsong felt a sudden shock under his body, and then a rumbling sound like a thunderbolt rose up on the ground, as if it was erupting from the mountain beneath him.

Then, the sound became louder and louder, like muffled thunder, and the tremor on the surface became more and more violent, as if the whole mountain began to shake.

The three boys who had just emerged from the tent fell to the ground, shaking and trying to get up, they found that they were not standing firmly.

Kalala's voice sounded, and in the rain and mist, some gravels on the opposite mountain began to loosen. As the fine sand and gravel began to flow below the hillside, the faster the flow and the greater the flow, the greater the flow and stillness. The stones of all sizes around were also washed away. As the fine sand and gravel rolled down the mountain, the mudslides erupted.
Chapter completed!