Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

The other party did not think about nothing, it is better to say that she has thought too much. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, Hua Mu suspected that even White Pillow himself did not know.

"You sharpen the axe, I'll sharpen the saw blade, you teach me how to do it." And people obviously think about it for her. Although it makes her feel depressed, it is not the same as the dull and incomprehensible style.

The most important thing is that Hua Mu doesn't want to lose his temper for the time being.

"I'll be fine. Your hands are so tender, it's not good to be scratched."

Hands and hands are so tender, how can this sentry speak? If in the empire, this is sexual harassment.

"Why am I so stupid! Although my physical strength is not as good as you, but sharpening the knife is more skillful, I can!"

White Pillow couldn't persuade her, sweating anxiously.

"But, but ..."

"No, but you come to find two stones that can sharpen the knife, and we strive to sharpen the tool today."

The sentry was helpless. At this time, he couldn't say the idea of ​​not wanting Hua Mu to do physical work. He had to find a few whetstones.

The weather around the coast is severely weathered, which is obviously not suitable for sharpening. White Pillow went around the stream in the jungle and quickly found a few stones in his hand.

The selected fire axe and saw blade are well preserved. Although a lot of marine life is attached to the surface, they are not rusted.

White Pillow first picked rough sandstone to grind off the surface attachments, and then used sandstone rich in clay to polish it. Huamu has a lot to learn, but because of lack of energy, he is very rusty for the first time, and the progress is much slower.

She withdrew the phrase that no effort was needed, and she was almost exhausted.

White Pillow has been paying attention to her situation, seeing her stop a few times, she spares no effort to persuade her to make Hua Mu trouble.

"Don't worry about me, just grind your share. This saw blade is mine, you can't grab it with me!"

She used to be respected and honoured, and enjoyed the life of a noble lady noble without half a psychological barrier, because she was also doing her duty as the heir to the royal family. Aunt and father do not need her to participate in politics, then she is enthusiastic about public welfare, befriends ladies, keeps grace and decent in front of the public, and strives to maintain royal decent.

She was high above, and sent the white pillow without any burden, because they were masters and servants. Protecting her is the responsibility of the white pillow. She gives trust and compensation, and naturally can exercise certain rights.

But on this deserted island, not to mention the superiority and inferiority and the spirit of contract based on the civilized system, even the law of killing lives no longer exists. The longer the time, the more Huahua understands that the peace between the two is maintained, and it is only the loyalty of the white pillow that guarantees his survival.

People's hearts, this is the most unreliable thing. But for the white pillow, even though Hua Mu had been shaken when she first landed on the island, she still has to trust her wholeheartedly. She knew that as a noble, heir to the throne is very dangerous.

But on this island, after that identity faded, she was just the individual Mu Hua. As a flower Mu, she is willing to believe the white pillow.

But willing to believe that she does not mean she can rely on her without burden. On the contrary, because White Pillow only served her as a young lady out of loyalty, which caused Hua Mu to be anxious and impatient because she couldn't return.

She tried very hard to prove herself, to give, to seek a kind of equality. She knows that although she now seems to have the illusion of being tall, but if it is longer, then it is impossible to lose his temper against the white pillow, maybe even other more exaggerated means of entrapping .

She didn't want to let things go to that point because of a sense of guilty—no, things shouldn't go to that point.

Hua Mu grinded the saw blade for a whole day, and finally reached the point where it was barely usable. The white pillow has wooden handles for several tools, and it can be put into use as long as it is processed a little more the next day.

Hua Mu looked at the achievements of his day and was satisfied while feeling the hardship of labor. Her wrists were sore and she could hardly lift it up by dinner.

Bai Zhen looked at Hua Mu and held the grilled fish but didn't mean to eat it. He couldn't help but ask anxiously: "Miss, do you have an appetite?"

"Not ..."

She just raised her hands so tired that she didn't want to move.

White Pillow responded quickly this time and immediately noticed her cause.

"Are you sick with your hands? Let me see."

Although Hua Mu had always refused before, bravely said that he was okay, but this time he obediently spread his hands into the palm of the sentry. The original delicate and white palm once again produced blisters, and even a few places had hidden bleeding lines, which was quite shocking.

Not only the palm of the hand, Hua Mu's wrists are also red and swollen, obviously caused by excessive force and wrong skills.

The white pillow looked red, "Miss ..."

Hua Mu was a little uncomfortable. Obviously, I had to do it myself, but I was injured and had to deal with it with white pillows.

"Also, it's not very painful, it will be fine tomorrow."

Bai Zhen himself had suffered almost fatal injuries, but he was far from seeing Hua Mu's injury so intense.

"I will help you treat the wound first."

The sentry handled the wound with ease, and he applied the medicine in a short time. It's just that Huamu applied medicine on her hands and couldn't eat by herself. The white pillow took the heavy burden of feeding her.

Although it was not the first time for the sentry to feed himself, Hua Mu still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Miss, you have a rest tomorrow."

On the one hand, Hua Mu didn't want to give up halfway, and on the other hand, it really hurt, he had to perfunctoryly: "Speak again."

There are no recreational activities on the island. If there is no important thing, early rest is the best choice. After making the bamboo bed, the sleeping environment has been greatly improved. After a day of lavender, after a simple wash, he collapsed on the bamboo bed to recuperate.

The fatigue of the body has another benefit, so that she can have no time to think about it at rest. For example, why did the rescue not come, for example, did the empire give up the two, and for example, did the two never return.

But today she couldn't fall asleep all at once, because besides being tired, her wrist was still aching.

The white pillow laid out and laid on the bamboo bed, and Hua Mu quickly leaned up. Having slept much, the sentinel had not thought very often whether it was inappropriate to be so close to Missy.

"My wrist hurts."

It's time for coquettishness. Huamu no longer thinks about things that are unfair to the public, but just wants to get love.

White pillow wrapped her with warm palms and kneaded gently.

"I will rub it for you."

"Um ..." The sentinel manipulation is very professional and the strength is just right. What's more important is that unlike usual, the white pillow at this time made her feel tenderness.

"White pillow."

"What do you ask?"

"Are you training in the tower, and performing missions, is it harder and more dangerous than being on the island?"

"Um ... I don't know how to compare."

Although I don't know how to compare, but to say a great disrespect, because of the presence of Hua Mu, Bai Zhen felt that the days of being on the island were his happiest time.

"The same is true, you must be more relaxed than taking me alone?"

The sentry did not know why Missy had such a thought, and said in a panic: "There is no such thing."

Hua Mu has always been proud, and rarely speak such discouraged words.

"Really? But I can't do anything."

"You have other specialties, you are more than anyone ..."

"However, on this island, those other specialties are useless. I can't even sharpen the saw."

Did White Pillow really just worry about being considerate and not letting her do it? Or just don't want her to mess up?

Hua Mu is not so cranky just because of today's frustration, but also because of the accumulation of pressure during this time.

Bai Zhen couldn't see Hua Mu degrading himself like this, and couldn't help taking her thin and thin body into her arms.

"No such thing, Missy, it's normal for you to be unaccustomed to do this kind of work for the first time. No one is born to be good at anything, even I have learned it for a long time. You have more talent than most people I believe you will be better in the near future. "

Although proceeding from her own selfishness, I really don't want Hua Mu to become good at it. After all, in her view, the young lady should not do such rough work at all.

The sentry ’s active hug gave Hua Mu great comfort. She buried her face in the soft chest and asked with a nasal voice: "Do you really think so? Do n’t you think I ’m useless? I do n’t think I Is it cumbersome? "

White Pillow excited and said incoherently: "How could you ... how could it be cumbersome? You don't know ... I never thought that way, you are the best person I have ever seen ... kinder than anyone, better than any People are tough, brave, and harder than anyone ... you ... you do n’t have to think that way. I ’m because of you ... "

The sentry stopped suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I, I mean you must never have this idea ..."

Bai Zhu's awkward but sincere words couldn't be more sincere. For Hua Mu, the words were more effective than Ecstasy Soup, and the lady quickly fluttered.

Hua Mu raised her head from her white pillow and held her fist confidently: "Well, Ms. Ben has a wide range of interests, and there is nothing she can't learn so far. As long as I want to learn, it's not in hand? Well, tomorrow Quickly get the tools ready, and then start building the toilet! "

"Well, this ... you, you still have injuries on your hands."

Bai Zhen didn't expect his words to encourage such usefulness, and he felt like he had lifted a stone and hit his feet.

"What's this minor injury! I'm not a child anymore, am I still afraid of pain?"

Bai Zun unconsciously remembered the scene where Hua Mu's tears and eyes were crying, and he was lying in his arms to kiss, feeling that the other party's words were very unconvincing.

"You, what you said is."

But she already has experience, and some ladies do n’t like to listen, so do n’t say it.

The author has something to say: Speaking of sexual harassment or something, you are more like the unscrupulous superior in the workplace.