Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

After all, the physical strength of the noble lady is no worse than that of the sentinel who has been training for many years, and the white pillow wakes up earlier than Huamu.

The bamboo bed was a mess. Not only was the canvas as a bed sheet messy, it also left traces of the two getting wet.

White Pillow couldn't remember what happened. She only looked at the sweet sleep in her arms, her head blank.

She tried hard to sort out her head, but her memory was very chaotic and fierce. In general, she had a relationship with Missy ... er,

But it didn't seem to be done to the end, and the two are still in an uncombined state.

There is of course a relationship between the sentry and the guide, but there is no combination. A single sleeve can simply solve the problem. But this becomes a purely physical relationship. There is no other benefit besides temporarily relieving the heat of binding. Not only will the frequency of the heat of binding be higher, but the intensity will be greater. This method has always been regarded as a crooked evil in the whistle-to-whistle relationship. Few people will choose it, even if it has to be maintained for a long time. out of control.

But for now, it is a solution. At least she survived this time, and Missy did not ...

Bai Zhen remembered Hua Mu's enthusiastic response and the way to help himself, and he felt excited for a while, wishing to press her under him a few more times.

But with the return of reason, White Pillow not only understood that he could no longer get into the distance, but also knew that he had to apologize to Huamu for the previous runaway.

If it wasn't for Missy's stop, she would almost have joined her.

The more the white pillow thought about the inner heart, the more anxious it was, holding Hua Mu's body for a while, not knowing whether to let go.

Although Missy did not show resistance on the way, it was most likely the reason for Missy's understanding of her combined heat. Now she still holds the mistress so cheeky, will she be hated by the mistress?

But Missy also said that she was a human cushion, and now it seems like a matter of course to pad Missy.

But shouldn't it be better to wear clothes when using the mat? Missy should be shy?

Heaven and man are fighting in the white pillow's mind, holding Hua Mu and staying still.

First of all, do n’t you wake up Missy first?

She hesitated for more than an hour after this hesitation. Hua Mu woke up hungry without lunch.

"Big and Missy ..."

Bai Zhen noticed that Hua Mu was holding her bite confusedly and pushed her away.

"Huh ..." Hua Mu was a little dissatisfied, and came back together and complained softly, "What are you doing, I'm so hungry."

The white pillow avoided her nervously, carefully pondering: "Then I will make lunch for you ..."

Hua Mu couldn't eat what he wanted, but finally he was willing to open his eyes and looked angrily at the white pillow.

"You do ..."

Halfway through her, she finally realized the current situation of the two, and her face was red.

"Why, what are you doing!"

As soon as she panicked, the white pillow couldn't help but panic. She let go of her tremblingly and stuttered: "I, I, I didn't want to do it ..."

Hua Mu turned over from her and grabbed the dress on one side to cover the key parts indiscriminately.

The white pillow was also in a panic, scrambling to pick up underwear and put it on his body.

Both were somewhat embarrassed, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Hua Mu still clearly remembered what he had done before, so dare not to look at the white pillow. The white pillow was more embarrassed than her, and with fear, she knelt aside and didn't dare to say anything.

The two were silent for a while, and finally spoke at the same time.

"Miss ..."

"That one……"

The two glanced at each other, then hurriedly looked away.

Seeing that she had something to say, Bai Zhen showed that she was waiting to be released.

Hua Mu cleared his throat, "You ..."

Is there nothing to say?

Why did it heat up suddenly?

Why hug her while she is asleep?

Now that we have reached this point, should we also consider the matter of love?

Do you like me?

"I'm not going to cook lunch yet ..."

Bai Zhen froze for a moment, and when the reaction came, he quickly said: "Miss, I will go."

She moved quickly and ran out of the shelter like she had escaped.

Hua Mu looked at her back, her heart was half cold.

It's not impossible to hold Wen Cun for a while ... there is no such thing as a sweet talk after the first time! Although it was she who said the wrong thing first and took the wrong direction, was n’t she just awake and unclear, and was she shy?

Can't the big idiot White Pillow consider her? Her waist and there are still sour eh?

"idiot!"

The sentinel who was scolded by the big idiot apparently did not know that he had "broken" the mistress's heart, trembling with nerves, and prepared the lunch neatly. When she boiled the clam soup, braised a fish, and steamed the bacon, a pot of hot water also cooked.

Hua Mu regrets it again-regretting letting this guy with one muscle to make lunch, and grievances-even if you really don't understand it, you have to look at your face!

She lay red eyes on the bamboo bed thinking about it, it was too pitiful, the clever woman was a clumsy "husband", the poor are all clever women!

"stupid stupid stupid!"

But what can she do except scold the fool? They helped her make lunch.

"Miss ..."

The white pillow has excellent ear strength. From afar, I heard Hua Mu whispering. I couldn't help but play drums a little, and I became careful when I spoke.

"Why ..."

Hua Mu turned his back to the door and didn't want to ignore her, but was afraid that he would ignore her. This guy thought about it and ran around alone, bored, and agreed.

White Pillow didn't dare to come in with hot water, hesitantly said: "I burned hot water, do you want to wipe my body?"

Damn!

Hua Mu rolled over the white pillow jacket and saw her looking nervously at herself, feeling a little better.

"I need to……"

The white pillow put the porcelain basin at the end of the bamboo bed, and then stood straight, showing an expression that did not know whether to leave or leave.

Hua Mu was hesitant to see her, but she was not so eloquent. She said fiercely: "You, do you just let me come? I blame anyone for my sour hands!"

Blame, blame her ...

White Pillow blushed at the thought of what Hua Mu did for himself.

"Then, then I will help you twist the towel ..."

Do you just twist the towel? What's the point?

"You just, so stingy ..."

The white pillow seemed a little unbelievable, subconsciously swallowing saliva, tentatively said: "Then I will help you wipe ..."

Oops, it's really Rory, who is bothering to death!

"Ok……"

How indulgent Hua Hua was before, now how uncomfortable the body is. After White Pillow finished cooking for her, she still felt boring.

In the case of complete sobriety-Hua Mu is very firm in thinking that the teacher's view that she will not have combined heat is wrong, so she must not be sober at that time-show her body to Bai Zhen and let Hua Mu I feel very ashamed.

But after all, it is a matter of getting used to it slowly, so Missy doesn't want to wrong herself.

The sentry seemed to be very happy to be able to serve the young lady, showing unprecedented diligence and thoughtfulness, moving carefully as if afraid of breaking her.

Hua Mu enjoys being treated like this, making her feel cherished. Even if this idiot's reaction afterwards is annoying, she does not regret the bold decision she made before, and she will do it even if she comes again.

Do not regret, do not regret, uneasy and uneasy. It really makes Hua Mu feel a little upset with this relationship with Bai Zhen, especially because the two are still unclear because of the combination of heat.

For the idea of ​​White Pillow, she really didn't know much.

The sentry is loyal and upright, and she is obedient to her, but is there a favorite ingredient in it? White Pillow obviously doesn't hate what happened before, but wouldn't it just because of the sentry's attachment to the guide?

Speaking of, what does this guy think of her? the host? Superior? A member of the royal family? Loyalty?

Because the white pillow was silly and real, she felt she could not use her bells and whistles to interpret her actions.

"Miss, do you feel better?"

The white pillow waited for her with diligence, and the blush on her face had not receded.

Hua Mu wrapped her coat, and Xiao Xiao "uh" screamed-her entire body was red.

"Then, then I ..."

Bai Zhen wanted to say that she went to pour the water, but looking at Hua Mu Aijiao's soft appearance, I don't know why she couldn't say anything.

Her heart was very itchy, and she just wanted to stay with Missy for a while, as long as Missy didn't chase her.

Hua Mu was so numb by her burning eyes that she couldn't help curling her body up under the Sentinel's big coat.

"What are you ..."

White pillow always felt a little wrong, always panicking and chaotic, as if he could not find the north. When I heard the voice of Missy, my brain was short-circuited, and when I saw her body glowing white, I touched her ... It seemed like I was running out of energy.

Just like now, Missy blames her, but she can't answer anything.

Guisu's smell seemed stronger, but that was not what she wanted to care about. She only felt that her chest was filled with something, full of dangdang, as if to overflow.

"Miss ..."

The sentinel's voice was a little hoarse, and now Hua Mu could not help remembering what had happened when she heard her calling herself.

It was the same with the white pillow at that time, it seemed that nothing would be said except these three words.

"Why are you calling me?"

Disturbed her.

Bai Zhen didn't know why he called her, and if he was quiet, he was less likely to be driven away.

However, if she is not called Missy, she will have an itchy throat, panic in her heart, and her mind is not.

"me……"

Bai Zhen felt that he should make an excuse, for example, she could ask Missy "Do you want to have lunch?" But she couldn't speak out, and lying was still second. She just couldn't carry out the ideas in her mind.

Why is this so?

Is there any sequelae of combined heat?

Or is there sequelae without combination?

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