Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

No matter how comfortable the cushions are, Hua Mu still needs to get up. She simply ate breakfast. The white pillow dragged the bamboo raft over and waited for the sun to rise a little.

Huamu counted the supplies a little bit, leaving the temporarily unneeded things in place. The two people ’s most important resource today is still fresh water, which she confirms every day-there are still six liters today.

In addition to water, the two also carried two coconut shells used as containers, some herbs and spices used for seasoning-wrapped in a newly made bamboo tube. Other useful things are the things that were originally carried on the white pillow.

The sea outside the mangrove forest is deeper than the area that White Pillow had explored before. For safety reasons, she not only made a pole but also made two bamboo paddles.

Hua Mu happily said that he wanted to give it a try, but he finally gave up after the bamboo raft was shot ashore for the third time.

Such a great and arduous task of supporting the ship should be left to the hard-working and hard-working sentry.

The islands looked calm and calm, and only the white pillows that actually crossed the sea knew the turbulence of the current. Even a sentinel with a strong physique like her can't swim too far.

Supporting the boat naturally requires some skill.

The white pillow allowed Hua Mu to sit in the middle of the bamboo raft and pushed the bamboo raft into the sea for the fourth time. She pushed for a distance and then went on a bamboo raft to start using the poles to grasp the direction.

Hua Mu was still a little scared at first, and then she looked at the white pillow, and her heart gradually settled down.

Because of the experience of the previous day, White Pillow is quite careful today, always paying attention to the situation in the sea, and daring not to let the bamboo raft too far from the shore.

The mangrove forests along the coast are only about two kilometers, but when the white pillow found a suitable place to dock, it was still five kilometers. After the mangrove forest is a gravel cliff, there is no suitable road to the island.

Hua Mu was sitting in front of her and pretending to enjoy the scenery along the way. In fact, she was terribly worried at the beginning. I didn't mention the shipwreck more than half a month ago. The thrilling scene yesterday was still in front of her. She couldn't go down to the sea like a sentry.

She had been mentally prepared for some difficulties early in the morning, but she didn't expect it to go smoothly, but she seemed overly worried. As the mood gradually relaxed, her attention slowly shifted to other places-the sentinel's way of supporting the ship was much better than she dreamed.

The line from the upper arm to the chest, the flat and tight abdominal muscles, and the long, slender and strong legs, it looks like it is not too reliable. And she looked more serious than the bright smile in her dream.

Originally, how could that frivolous appearance appear on the white pillow? As an **** and sentry, he was calm, alert, and a little bit more cruel to the enemy and tender to his lover.

Hua Mu unconsciously thought of the novel that had been borrowed from Catherine secretly, and she couldn't help but jump.

What's the name of the article, my ruthless sentinel? Domineering guards fall in love with me? Still ... Hua Mu found that he only remembered a few colored fragments.

Just when Missy had a imagination, White Pillow had found a suitable place to stop. She propped up quickly and steadily, and it took just over half an hour to get through the area.

There is nothing special about the northeast side of the island. It must be said that the beach here is wider and the coastline is longer than the east side.

White Pillow slowly approached the bamboo raft while facing Hua Mu who seemed to be fascinated by the beauty: "Miss, let's go by land."

Hua Mu only felt the bamboo raft lightly shake, turned his head and found that they didn't know when they had landed.

"So, so soon?"

White Pillow didn't choose to go ashore earlier because she wanted Huamu to rest for a while, but the more northward she was, the more turbulent the ocean current was, and she had to choose to shore.

"Ok."

The white pillow went directly into the water to push the bamboo raft ashore. Hua Mu hurriedly wanted to jump on the beach to reduce weight.

"Don't move, missie, yesterday's wound will hurt when it's soaked in seawater."

White Pillow was afraid that she would hurt her carelessly, while Hua Mu glanced secretly at her shoulder.

When the dressing changed in the morning, she saw that the wound was recovering well. She was only worried that the white pillow would cause the wound to crack after a vigorous exercise.

Fortunately, no blood oozed out, and she took a light breath and jumped from the bamboo raft to the beach.

"I'm not stupid."

She felt that the white pillow would not take care of herself.

Seeing that she was not brave, the sentry felt relieved and dragged the bamboo raft ashore to fasten it, and then returned to Huamu to squat and carry her. The two have never explored the north side of the island. The danger index surged in the heart of the white pillow. The most reassuring way for her was to let Hua Mu stay on her back.

Missy was tired yesterday, and she knew what White Pillow was worried about. She did not dare to brave herself and obeyed her back.

The further north you can feel the difference between this side and the south side, the temperature and humidity gradually increase, and the vegetation becomes denser. White Pillow made a good guess. It hasn't rained in the south for so long because of the blocking of the middle mountain, forming a leeward slope.

The north side of the island obviously has a wider area, and the lushness of the tropical rain forest is not comparable to the south side. White Pillow did not dare to rush into it, and continued to walk north for several kilometers along the fringe.

Hua Mu is going to be hot.

"White pillow, when will we find the water?"

She hung on the back of the sentry and did not do anything. She was sweating, and the two of them were sticky and greasy, and she was almost sad. Because the temperature has risen, she has drank more than two bottles of water, but now she can't even see the shadow of the water source.

In addition to white sand, the sea is a dense rain forest.

The rainforest to the south has a place to stay in, but this is really prohibitive. The soft, muddy soil under the ground seems to trap people. The narrow gaps are either dense vines, snakes or insects.

Hua Mu saw the white pillow turn around several times and withdrew from the rain forest.

"Miss, I can smell the smell of the river, and if you walk forward, you will find it."

The white pillow can distinguish the difference between the taste of clean water and backwater, and it can even feel that the north side may have rained in these days.

The humidity in the air is very high, there are many new fungi on the ground, and most importantly, she heard the sound of running water.

After Hua Mu called the small stream that didn't last for ten days as "a lot of water" after White Pillow last time, she didn't trust her judgment. So when Bai Zhen said "river", she was only the same stream as last time.

But Xiaoxi is better than nothing. She hasn't taken a good bath in more than ten days! In this environment, she didn't take a bath. She suspected that she was smelly, but her nose gradually adapted, so she couldn't smell it.

After realizing this, Missy suddenly remembered the identity of the white-pillow sentinel. She didn't know how many times she was better than herself, and she suddenly became nervous.

"White pillow."

"What's wrong, Miss?"

"You, do you smell the water again?"

"Yes, it should be not far from us, it will be easier to find its entrance to the sea and then go up."

Huamu can't even take this river into the sea at all-the sentinel can even smell the water, how can she not smell her?

This dog has smelled the **** smell on her nose!

Hua Mu propped the shoulder of the white pillow away from her, and the expression on her face became more and more tangled.

"Miss," White Pillow noticed her move and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

Although the sentry never said he had smelled anything, and never showed disgust, Hua Mu still felt shame somehow.

"A lot of sweat, I don't like it."

Hua Mu answered a little stiffly, with obvious unhappiness.

The white pillow thought that the sweat on her body made the young lady disgusted and panicked for a moment.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Miss, when I find the water source, I will wash it well."

Hua Mu's "sex wolf metamorphosis" was spoken, and then realized that the other party was talking about cleaning her own body, and immediately swallowed them back to her stomach.

"I'm talking about you, not just you, I'm the same too. I sweat so much, it definitely smells bad."

White Pillow heard her appeasement and put her heart back on her stomach temporarily.

"I'm not good, I didn't pay attention to this. But you are very fragrant and have no bad taste."

Mom, this sentry smelled of her body and said it was fragrant-she was still mischievous, right?

"Really ... don't you smell?"

White Pillow took it for granted: "How can you smell, Missy? My taste is not good."

Well, how could she smell bad? She used to bathe in petals every day!

However, the smell of the white pillow is not stinky, and what is hard and hard to say may be a little pleasantly unexpected. It's strange, because there is so little fresh water, it's already very difficult to make the water to clean her body. How does the white pillow keep clean?

She knew that the other party would take a bath in the sea, but it was not necessary to wash the body with salt.

"Cough, I didn't say that ... but you seem to have been ... well, I haven't used much fresh water to wash my body."

Hua Mu was pure curiosity at first, but when she asked the exit, she felt a little wrong. Bai Zhen is also a girl. She said that she didn't pay attention to cleaning. It seemed a bit polite. After pondering for a while, she expressed her meaning.

The white pillow also seemed a little embarrassed, "because the fresh water is not big enough ... but you can rest assured that I have wiped it, and I will wash it after you wash it."

That ’s right, in the end it ’s a girl ... wait, it ’s a bit wrong to listen to her!

Hua Mu straightened up and moved away from the white pillow.

"You, what do you use to wipe?"

White Pillow answered quite frankly this time, "I use the water you used."

This pervert!

Hua Mu finally remembered what he asked Catherine to borrow the name of the novel, the favor of the gentleman sentry!

She became a prawn with ten thousand words of curse in her heart, but the white pillow disturbed her thoughts.

"Miss, I see the river!"

The author has something to say: everyone should save water.