Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

Before leaving the school, he died first. Although Hua Mu was not dead, it was almost useless. The wounds on her palms and soles were slightly better treated with the white pillow, but her waist and legs were still sore.

What made her even more desperate was that she didn't even have a haystack to sleep at night. The white pillow gave her coat and trousers to her, but there was still no way to make Huamu feel a little bit more comfortable-completely incomparable with the meat cushion!

White Pillow didn't think that Hua Mu would sleep on herself like she did a few days ago. But Huamu's reaction just made her think that she had exceeded the limit and had to bury her thoughts in her heart. She didn't dare to mention Huamu's leg rubbing.

Huamu couldn't lie down, and stood up and poked the sentry guarding beside him with his toes.

"Miss, what do you ask?"

Hua Mu was dead, and she said that she had helped her before bringing her back, but she didn't mention any of the following sentences, and the speech was not counted!

"My leg hurts."

White Pillow was a little helpless. While observing Hua Mu's expression, he asked carefully: "Do you want me to rub it for you?"

Didn't you say you want to help me rub it!

"Ok……"

White Pillow couldn't help showing a smile of joy.

Hua Mu's willingness to let her be close is the greatest trust in her. After all, the sentry cannot be too close to the Missy, but the unwritten regulations of the Duke's Palace and the entire royal family.

She has been observing this rule cautiously in the past, but she has not been able to strictly enforce it under various external conditions after coming to the island.

Of course, because she is far from a civilized society, her vigilance has indeed been reduced too much.

"That girl, bear with me. If it hurts too much, tell me."

"Ok……"

Please stop talking nonsense, hurry up!

Hua Mu put his legs in front of the white pillow.

The elder lady ’s calf is straight and slender. Although it has been slightly tanned because of the desert island life in the past few days, it is still contrasted with the white pillow wheat-colored skin. Pressed up.

"Hmm ..." The sentinel's palm was dry and warm, and the strength was just right, so comfortable that Mu Mu couldn't help but hummed.

She feels that the technique of the white pillow is not much worse than her personal masseur.

The white pillow was extremely patient and was hard-working, and Hua Mu didn't stop her, she rubbed it again and again. The calves, arms and shoulders rubbed Hua Mu's body warmly.

But Missy was still not satisfied-her waist was still sore.

"The sand is so good."

The beach at night is safer than the rainforest. The white pillow moved a few dead trees to form an area at the junction of the beach and the grass slope, and then dug deep sand to create a fire in the middle, making a warm resting place that can withstand the wind.

The only uncomfortable place is probably not to pad hay in this case, otherwise it may cause fire.

Hua Mu has always been picky about the conditions for sleeping. Bai Zhen felt that she should take the initiative to offer her a mat, but she didn't know why she couldn't say anything.

She was afraid to be scolded by Miss Miss again.

Baizhu helped Huamu rub his arms and whispered, "Shall I find some banana leaf pads for you?"

What's the use of banana leaf top!

Why didn't this sentry dedicate to consciousness? The loss is said to be the most loyal guard.

Hua Mu didn't care anymore, "No, that's uncomfortable ... you, or you pad me, just like the previous two days."

White Pillow was happy, "Is it possible?"

Hua Mu felt something strange, but for a moment he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"What's okay? Isn't that your duty? Miss Ben is tired and uncomfortable now."

She was afraid that White Pillow would not agree, and unconsciously took out the faction of Missy.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The white pillow naturally has no disapproval, and it is an honor for her to be a mat for the lady!

Hua Mu listened to her deservingly, fearing that she would crawl on her like regret.

"My waist is sore, you help me rub it."

Before that there was hay matting, Hua Mu only half-pressed her, but today there was nothing, and she fell on her shoulders regardless.

The height difference between the two is not small, and there is a huge difference in physique.

In order to maintain royal decentness in front of the camera, Hua Mu must be slimmer than the standard, with a height of 163 and a weight of less than 40 kg. Coupled with the fair skin raised by the venerable department, it looks like a thin lamb.

As for the white pillow, a height of 1.8 meters, a well-trained body, lean and strong muscles, and wheat-colored skin that has been exposed to sun all year round, it looks like a black panther with a vigilant head at any time.

These two people don't say to sleep together in such an ambiguous posture, even if they just stand together and feel a sense of disobedience, the tabloid can be reported for three days and three nights.

Hua Mu stacked on the white pillow, don't mention how comfortable it is. Not only is it soft and warm, but it also massages automatically, which is less effective than her latex mattress. She decided not only tonight, but to let the sentry act as a mat for her before returning!

After a tired day, Hua Mu finally fell asleep in satisfaction, but the white pillow was a little difficult to sleep.

Although the need for vigilance is one thing, she knows there are other reasons why she cannot fall asleep immediately.

The white pillow was born in the black pupil family, and he lived in a remote tropical rainforest since childhood. Because of the awakening as a sentinel, she entered the civilized society for the first time.

The outside world is wider than she imagined, but also more indifferent. The dazzling modern technology, the dazzling city life and the hierarchical military system all suffocated her.

She is a minority, no matter where she is. It is a rare black pupil, the only sentinel in the black pupil, and a rare female among the sentinels.

The curiosity and repulsion of others, ridicule and teasing are like nightmares for young and simple white pillows. She felt that she was incompatible with everything, no matter where she was, she could not find a sense of belonging.

When White Pillow was a child, he escaped from the tower several times, and the longest time wandered away for nearly a month. But she didn't know where to go, but a young sentinel like her could not hold on for too long without a guide and a small white film.

It was then that she met someone who changed her life.

White Pillow never thought she would be so close to her, and never thought she could rely on herself so trustingly.

The sentry shamefully gave birth to a bit of hilarity, and the two had such an experience.

If it were not for such a situation, she and the young lady could never be so intimate, nor could they say so much and do so much together.

She knew what kind of trouble caused by the fall to the island, but still couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

She must be the most unqualified escort, not only guilty of trusting the Queen and the Duke, but also violating the original vow.

"Miss, sorry."

Hua Mu had a sweet dream, in which she was drinking afternoon tea with Catherine and Long. Although it is not a lavender tea for beauty and beauty, the Bodhi which can relieve muscle soreness is just what she needs now.

The raspberry sour cream cake is refreshing and delicious, and the cranberry cookie is crispy and sweet. With a little fruit salad, it is a perfect afternoon tea.

As she ate, she boasted to two good girlfriends about her experience on the desert island, how she wisely obtained fresh water and salt from the sea water, how to deal with the giant coconut crab, and how to make bamboo rafts.

She really took the bamboo raft back and placed it in a small lake outside her private villa, occasionally fishing with it.

Catherine and Manman were envious of her admiration, and then asked her sentry.

What must have happened?

Lonely and whispered on the desert island, it's hard to say what happened.

The noble girl ’s afternoon tea topic was unexpectedly pure and luscious, dreaming of a field that she did not know, and looking forward to a period of unforgettable ... uh, ...

Hua Mu saw that the sentry was wearing sports underwear and bracing the bamboo raft. The perfect figure attracted the two noble ladies who were also guides to scream and greet her with envy.

She looked at the white pillow and smiled at herself brilliantly. There were only four words "I don't know the checkpoint" in her mind-this kind of flesh please hide it well, okay! ! !

Hua Mu breathed and woke up!

The sentry was pressed down by her, her heartbeat was steady and smooth, and she probably fell asleep. Hua Mu was afraid of waking her up, didn't dare to mess around, and told herself what a dream he had!

The air in the morning was a little cool, but there was still the temperature of the fire in the bunker, and Huamu was wrapped tightly by the white pillow, so I didn't feel too cold.

The nest is strangely comfortable.

Hua Mu adjusted her posture, and the white pillow changed her posture. She secretly raised her eyes to look at the sentinel's face, and saw that she rarely showed relaxation and fatigue, and her heart was a little tingling-the white pillow was really tired.

Hua Mu sighed silently, repeatedly wondering what the dream he meant had.

Is it a foreseeable dream? Explain that someone will come to rescue them soon.

No, isn't the body of the white pillow seen by Catherine and Longman?

The girls of their origins do not have the right to fall in love freely. The family will help choose the right partner. Probably a rebellious psychology, her two girlfriends especially look forward to a sincere love with a very different identity.

Of course, if you add some masters and servants, female sentinels and **** elements, it will quickly become popular in the noble lady circle-she refers to romance novels.

Probably because things are rare, and there are so many taboos among women who are also same The pillow is tightly hidden.

"Miss, are you awake?"

In fact, White Pillow had noticed that Hua Mu had moved, but she thought she would sleep for a while, so she didn't bother.

Hua Mu didn't want to take care of her, she would lie down for a while even after waking up.

Has her girlfriends got water in her head? What is so good about such a stupid, stupid and uninteresting sentry?

Oh, besides being a human meat cushion-it's just a personal meat cushion!

The author has something to say: the taste of the noble ladies is very good! Of course, Missy has seen it!

Hua Mu (cover face): I just watched it because I had a common topic, not because I liked it! ! !