Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

Hua Mu was so scared that she didn't dare to move for a long time, but White Pillow has been helping her to rub her belly properly, and gradually couldn't think about it again. The other person's body is much softer and warmer than the haystack, and lying down does not know how comfortable it is.

"Miss, are you better?"

"Ok……"

Hua Mu does feel better, but when he thinks of solving those bad problems, his head is a bit big.

"Then you wash your body with hot water, and then replace this."

Bai Zhen said to show her what she had just done, Hua Mu stared at it for a long time, his expression gradually twisted.

"This ... how to change?"

The handkerchief rolls into a long one, wrapped in grass and ash in the middle, tied at both ends, and pinned to the cloth strip torn by the vest. The appearance of the cloth also seems to be a little bit particular, with two thin bands left at both ends.

The white pillow taught her in detail.

"Instead of underwear, use the string here to fix it around the waist."

Hua Mu understood that this is an ancient sanitary napkin. However, it is too shameful to wear this without wearing underwear. She is still wearing a skirt, what is the difference with the vacuum?

"I do not want……"

"Miss, the girl's physiology must be kept clean and hygienic, you can rest assured that this is not dirty."

Hua Mu really didn't expect that his favorite clean person would be educated by this sloppy sentry.

"But this is too ... too strange."

Even if it is simple, the shape is so strange, it will definitely become her black history.

"You can wear my pants and coat, and I will wash the changed clothes."

White Pillow has said that she will help her wash clothes more than once, and Hua Mu shouted the word "abnormal" again in her heart. It's just that she didn't dare to say it this time, for fear that the other party would break the jar even more.

"You don't need to wash ..." She knew that it would have to be used in this case, and she took it reluctantly. The grass and ash seems to have some residual temperature, which is warm in the palm of the hand and feels soft and dry.

The handkerchief is delicate in texture and the white pillow is very solid, so you don't have to worry about the contents leaking out. Of course, it is absolutely impossible to bring this vigorous exercise you want to do.

Hua Mu went to the toilet first with her fate—because the white pillow often went to the sea, she later requested that the toilet be built on a leeward **** slightly away from the beach, with charcoal for burial every time she went.

White Pillow took advantage of this time to help her with hot water, and the basin was also replaced with coconut shell. The materials used by the Sentinel ’s personal clothing are comfortable, soft, and durable. The white pillow also made the remaining material of the vest into a strap, and there are no fewer than seven. It is a pity that there is only one handkerchief, and she really dare not replace it with her vest.

Huamu finally saw how messy he was when he went to the toilet. It was a shame for me to think that I had been in this situation for so long on White Pillow-she would have run out of shame on this island all her life.

By the time she came back, White Pillow had prepared hot water for her, and gave up the shelter to clean up for her.

The clean fresh water is too precious. The distillation unit collected less than one bottle of water in one afternoon, but she was so tossed that she used at least three liters of water.

But as White Pillow said, the more girls need to keep their privacy clean. The handkerchief has been used, and Hua Mu is ruthless, letting the white pillow help cut a skirt lining as a towel.

She took some time to clean up and finally came out wearing white pillow trousers and coat.

Hua Mu's height of one meter and six three is not particularly petite, and the eighteen-year-old Hua Ji beautiful girl never feels young. It's just that she was wearing unsuitable clothes at this time, and holding a white dress with a timid expression, it was really like a little girl stealing adult clothes.

White Pillow had been waiting outside. When she came out, her face looked pretty good, and she happily called "Miss."

Hua Mu is a little embarrassed and embarrassed. How obvious is the blood stain on the white dress, not to mention the underwear ...

Moreover, the blood stains are not easy to wash, and the two people have little fresh water left.

"I want to wash, wash clothes ..."

White pillow kept busy picking up, "I come to wash, you have a good rest."

Hua Mu subconsciously wanted to shout perverted, and finally resisted.

"No, I will wash it myself. You teach me how to do it."

White Pillow refused to agree, pulling her dress with a serious face and said: "You can't touch cold water during your menstrual period, I will come."

Hua Mu's heart is very tangled.

On the one hand, she is a typical representative of the indifferent body and the five grains, even if you want to wash your clothes, it is estimated that you will look out of the world. On the other hand, it is enough to simply let the white pillow help her do the laundry.

And she was really tired. She had backache, cold hands and feet, and her clothes did not fit well.

Bai Zhen took advantage of her hesitation to take the clothes into her hands.

"Eh--"

"Miss, you have a good rest, drink a little more hot water, I will come back immediately."

Hua Mu saw her walking fast and stomped her feet, no matter!

Of course, it doesn't matter if I still have it in my heart. Hua Mu was sitting by the fire and drinking hot water while secretly looking at how the white pillow should handle her skirt, underwear and panties.

White Pillow dug a hole in the beach a few meters away from the high tide line, and washed the blood stains with the infiltrated seawater. She took a lime before she came, and dripped lemon juice on the stain before immersing it in seawater.

The salt water and lemon juice worked well to remove blood stains. She rubbed a few, and there were no traces of the bottom of the thin underwear. Miswak ’s juice contained soap horns and had a bactericidal effect. She cut a bite and spread the juice on the cloth and washed it again.

The skirt was a little more troublesome, but it didn't take her much time. After the seawater was washed, it would naturally have to be rinsed again with clean water. White pillow came back with a wet skirt, Hua Mu was sitting in a daze holding his chin beside the fire.

"Miss, are you comfortable?"

Hua Mu glanced at her with the corner of her eyes, and saw that her cool, pure white **** were in her hands, and her heart was like an ant crawling.

"Ok……"

"I just rinse my clothes with clean water again."

Hua Mu started off, pretending not to see it.

"Not much fresh water?"

"You don't have to worry, I will find a way tomorrow."

Naturally, the reliability of the white pillow does not need to be doubted. According to her personality, she will not make promises if she fails to do so.

Hua Mu stopped worrying about it, and asked instead: "You cut the vest and gave me the coat and pants again, isn't it cold?"

Although the sentry often takes off only sports underwear, most of the time on land, they still wear vests and trousers.

"I'm not cold, are you cold, miss?"

The white pillow's coat is large enough to block the wind, and Hua Mu sits beside the fire and his body is warm.

"Fortunately ... what did you drink for me?"

Dysmenorrhea is her old problem. When the pain was alive, she used the painkiller to get rid of it. Although Baizhu's soup can't be said to have an immediate effect, she didn't know if it was a psychological effect. She accidentally felt the effect.

"It is Kun Cao, which can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. The mother-in-law of the family said it is also effective for dysmenorrhea. I remember seeing it on the island before, so I went to find it.

The white pillow is not a doctor, so it cannot accurately determine the cause of Huamu's dysmenorrhea. But she knew that Hua Mu had seen many doctors, and she didn't find out what was wrong. She only said that it was mainly nursery, so she guessed it should be related to her physique.

Huamu eats the most seafood and vegetables. The taste is relatively light, and the blood is not very strong. Before Bai Zhen felt her hands and feet were cold, she chose to drink Kun Cao Tang for her.

At first, Hua Mu thought that this was what she had learned in Tari. At this time, when she suddenly talked about what kind of people she was talking about, she couldn't help but wonder.

"Clan? Are you not an orphan?"

The white pillow is indeed an orphan, but it was not grown up alone. She was born in the Black Hitomi clan. Although she lost her parents, she was raised by the clan for a long time until she awakened into the tower as a sentry.

"Well, my mother-in-law and I have no blood relationship ..." Bai Zhen didn't seem to want to talk more, lowering his head to wash clothes in a recessed metal container.

Hua Mu also felt that his question was a bit private and shut his mouth in depression.

The white pillow finished rinsing the clothes soon, because fresh water was not enough, she could only do her best.

Hua Mu looked at it for a long time and saw that she was going to dry the skirt and suddenly said: "Aren't you making the belt without the material inside? Cut the skirt of my skirt and use it."

After all, she wanted to use it. She donated all the vests. She couldn't donate nothing at all.

She cut the lining to barely cover the thighs, she is not unacceptable.

White pillow had no opinion, carefully cut down six pieces, boiled in hot water, and hung out separately.

On the thirteenth day on the island, there are only three of Huamu's in the world, and the skirts from famous designers are no longer complete.

It's a busy and chaotic day.

Hua Mu felt tired and planned to fall asleep early. At night without a computer, no internet, and no entertainment, there is nothing more to do than sleep.

It ’s just that haystacks, which are not usually comfortable, are even more unbearable for Huamu today, and Huamu has tossed and turned for a while.

Sleepy and tired but unable to sleep, this must be one of the most tormenting things.

Huamu lay down and felt that something was not right. She turned around and saw that the white pillow that had been sitting beside the fire ran to the beach somehow, squatting and not knowing what to do.

Because the moonlight is bright, she can still see the figure, but after all, it is not as good as the sentinel. After watching it for a long time, she has not seen what she is doing.

But no matter what fame he is doing, it is even more important not to accompany her!

"White pillow!"

Bai Zhen heard Hua Mu's voice from afar, and quickly dropped the job at hand and ran beside her.

"Miss."

"What are you doing when it's dark, go to bed."

Missy urged her to sleep, which had never happened before.

"Go to bed first, I'm here to stay."

Huamu doesn't want to sleep alone, she needs someone to accompany her and needs a warm and soft body!

"Come and lie down and shield me from the wind."

White Pillow has been sitting and resting for the rest of the day except for a short time when she slept yesterday afternoon. This is the first time Hua Mu asked her to ... together, sleep together.

The white pillow was a little cramped. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and hesitantly stood.

Hua Muqi suddenly held her back at this time, and it was so easy to hug her just now!

"Why do you stand? Come over and lie down."

"Oh yes."

The white pillow seemed to have no place to lay hands and feet, lying down straight outside Hua Mu.

The sentinel's body was slightly moist, but it was warm. He lay on the outside and was roasted by a fire, which became hot in a short while.

Hua Mu had her back turned to her, and the two people in the grass shop who were sleeping alone were a little crowded. She could not help turning over after sleeping for a while, pressing most of her body onto the white pillow.

"Big lady, big lady?"

"To shut up."

As her guard, as her sentry, is it not justified to contribute to the body as a human cushion when the lady is in trouble?

She didn't think this stupid big body was lying comfortably, nor did she like this body!

She has suffered so many days as a peas princess. Today is the most vulnerable time. What's the matter with the human flesh cushion? Moreover, it is said by the white pillow that she can't stand the cold. In that case, warm her with body temperature!

She was close to the white pillow, which was to trust her performance, to draw her, and did it not because she liked it.

Huamu chaotically thought a lot, and the more she thought, the more straightforward she was.

Alas, it was much more comfortable than the haystack. She really regretted not pulling her face down early to make the white pillow a mat for herself.

At first, the white pillow didn't dare to move at all. After seeing Hua Mu sleeping, she was lying on her body, and then she dared to gather her arms and put her in her arms.

Hua Mu has always been a high presence for her, and a proud daughter of heaven is not enough to describe her identity and status. But in the eyes of White Pillow, her holiness comes more from her childhood memories.

Knowing that she finally became her escort, White Pillow made up her mind that she must protect her with life.

Therefore, she can feel very happy to be the mat for the young lady.

The inferiority complex that occurred when I received a different vision because I was awakened as a sentinel, and the confusion caused by the longer I grew longer and the less I practiced the girl's slender body disappeared in a moment.

Hua Mu felt that she hadn't slept so comfortably and deeply in a long time, with full pillows, warm blankets, and a soft mattress, it was like returning to her bedroom.

Although her stomach was a little uncomfortable, she just hummed slightly, and the mattress automatically started to help her rub her stomach, which was more high-tech than any bed she had slept in the past.

I really should let the stupid wood sentry also enjoy the good life, don't be so uninterested every day.

Seeing Hua Mu Mu's eyebrows gradually stretched, she was about to stop the movements in her hand, but the other party was still unsatisfied to take her hand and lean into her clothes.

"!"

White Pillow was startled and didn't know what to do for a while. Hua Mu paid attention to her contact when she was awake, even if she was lying on her back, she was not completely relaxed. She subconsciously felt that touching the body without permission would make her angry, but when she saw that she was not satisfied with her frown, she couldn't bear to refuse or wake her up.

Finally he reached in.

Hua Mu's abdomen is flat and silky, and her slender waist really doesn't hold. White Pillow couldn't help but give birth to some kind of love for small animals, warming her uncomfortable belly with a hot palm.

It doesn't matter if she is scolded, she knows that Missy now needs herself.

Such a delicate and beautiful girl is like a flower, a holy girl is like a goddess, and a girl who is innocent and kind like a naked child deserves the best care.