Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

"Wait ..." Hua Mu was taken aback by the opponent's sudden movement. The damp and hot breath sprayed by the sentry on her neck made her panic.

White Pillow's consciousness was clearly not fully awake yet, sniffing between Huamu's neck with his eyes closed.

Is she a dog?

Hua Mu was ashamed and helpless. He wanted to push the sentry away, but his strength was not as weak as others.

"You bastard! Wake up and wake up quickly!" Hua Mu laboredly covered her mouth with her hand, but her palm was licked at this moment.

"Yeah!" Hua Mu Jiao whispered, quickly trying to withdraw her hand, but the sentry chased and kissed her palm like she was beloved.

What a ghost is my own hand, this pervert!

"White pillow, white pillow, I'm welcome if you do this again! I'm going to hit you!" Although she occasionally commits to think about something messy, but she is never willing to happen when the other party's consciousness is unclear. Something.

What kind of person is she, this bastard!

The sentinel lay down for too long. Although there was an instant burst of force under the action of adrenal hormones, it gradually became unsupportable over time. The weak body experienced the heat of union again, and after struggling for a while, Hua Mu finally let her go and curled up into a small moan.

Although he was awake, the symptoms of white pillow lack of guidance have not been relieved. While Hati was asleep, she was as dangerous as standing naked and icy.

Without the protection of the barrier, the white pillow will soon wander again due to excessive concentration on the senses until it falls into eternal night.

Compared to the simple agony, the Sentry clearly experienced something else this time. Huamu vaguely understood what was going on in the other party, and gritted his teeth and threw it over.

"Luna."

After experiencing a reverse reliance, Huamu felt that the connection with the unicorn had deepened a little, but just thinking about it, Luna appeared out of nowhere on the side of the two.

The guide itself does not need the protection of the barrier most of the time, but like the sentry, this is what they have to practice. The guide's barrier is more powerful, not only can isolate the senses but also protect against mental attacks.

The most important thing is that their barriers do n’t just exist for themselves, they need to be released to protect the sentry more often.

"First imagine a circle, one circle, one mind ..."

Hua Mu has never opened a barrier and can only keep recalling what the teacher once taught. Luna first looked at her with her head puzzled, and then when she saw the pain of the sentry, she seemed to suddenly understand what she was yelling, releasing a false light from the unicorn.

Whether it is a sentinel or a guide, the initial stage of learning to expand the barrier requires mental association. Practice repeatedly to imagine the circle, expand the circle into a ball, expand the ball to cover the entire body, and then shrink to cover the whole body-the wizard must also imagine the process of releasing before this step.

This is a traditional practice method that concretizes the abstract process. In general, only by mastering these steps to form a habit can the barrier be naturally and quickly and freely cast.

But the halo released by the unicorn did not go through such a step, but fell directly on the white pillow to form a thin "protective film". The so-called barrier is actually the “material” —or “concept” that is essentially the same as the spiritual body. Hua Mu ca n’t see it with a suppressor, but now he can see it clearly.

Mom, are you the legendary genius?

The sentinel was obviously relieved after being protected by the barrier, but on the other hand it was even worse.

The white pillow stretched out of the body that was curled up in pain, twisting and rubbing the bed like it was seeking solace. The stimulation of this action was too strong before the barrier protected her, but now it is just right-it is not enough.

The sentinel's muscles were tight and his skin was crimson and sweaty. The tightly frowned eyebrows showed her pain, but the moan in the half-open mouth made people blush.

At this point, Hua Mu had no idea what kind of decision to make. The two were less than half a meter apart, but she dared not stretch out her hand to touch the white pillow.

Bring her back and help her open the barrier, and then ... Isn't it necessary to get rid of the heat?

No, no, this is ridiculous. She has made such a big effort, why should she help solve such problems. Clearly want to teach her, this lesson is too forgiving!

"Miss, Miss ... Hum ... Miss ..."

White pillow closed her eyes, messed up the sheets under her, her weak body combined with the pain of the heat made her suffer.

Just a little bit, her skin needs to touch.

Damn it! Call her like this, can't she refuse?

Hua Mu thought angrily, and stretched out his hand like a charm.

The white pillow's skin was so hot that Hua Mu couldn't help but withdraw her hands as soon as she touched it. But the other party apparently sensed the comfortable senses brought by these hands, and immediately had to stick to it.

"Miss ..." The sentinel's sobbing from the throat was really pitiful.

How comfortable is it?

The white pillow doesn't have the strong image of a normal day, and the weak and pitiful looks like a puppy. The scorching body trembled, and the sentry didn't know whether it was because of pleasure or pain, and even sobbed.

Luna seemed to be infected, pacing around the two with a little restlessness. Hua Mu didn't have time to care for it, stroking the white pillow covered with scars but still perfect body.

Although it is already very thin and thin, the lines of muscles can still be felt under the skin. This is a body that can only be possessed by exercise, and it is completely different from her noble lady who is not a producer.

Neck, arms, lower abdomen, Hua Mu touched the skin of the white pillow a little bit, and listened to the soft and comfortable tone in her throat, warming her face. Ming Ming usually speaks rigidly and lowly, what kind of fairy voice is this thin and soft tone?

She was numb in half of her body?

The novels are not all deceptive. The female sentinels are more terrifying than their noble ladies, and they are too destructive.

"Um, Missy ..."

Hua Mu looked at her flushed cheeks, her wet lips and her soft tongue, and slowly lowered her head involuntarily.

No, no, what is she doing?

And, it ’s not about feeding water or food, or artificial respiration, so ... so is it necessary to kiss her?

Just kidding, how could she kiss this stupid sentry. This is reward eh, where is punishment!

Ah, so soft ...

It's a completely different sense from the white pillow's coma. It's hotter and sweeter ... well, there is a response.

The sentinel responded almost the moment Hua Mu touched himself, as if he had found the outlet of the catharsis, and extended his tongue to touch the other's lips.

Hua Mu felt that she was being held back again, but the strength of her arm was not strong, and she did not want to push away at all-she had other serious things to do.

White Pillow's response was completely instinctive, with no rules or skills, only to chase the sweetness on his lips with excitement.

That is the source of happiness. If you try hard, there will be sweet spring water to nourish her body and soul and relieve her pain.

She knows that she is holding the most precious treasure in the world, so even if she is stupid and eager, her movements are not dare to carelessly.

The sentry hugs and kisses Hua Mu cautiously and cherishes, gently softens the soft lips, chases the greasy little tongue, and absorbs the sweet body fluid.

The girl's delicate body and delicate skin, wonderful fragrance and heart-pounding gasp are all stimulating the senses.

The long-lost feeling of the white pillow seems to be compensated at this moment, the empty mind is filled with heat, and the gloomy soul also shines. She knows that this is the person she has been waiting for, her destined partner, her ...

"White pillow ..."

The sentry suddenly opened his eyes.

Hua Mu has been completely dumped in the arms of White Pillow.

Obviously this should not be the case, the teacher said that she would hardly be triggered by bonding fever.

There is still a trace of reason and doubt in her chaotic mind, but it really doesn't matter. The original novels are not deceptive, but the words that used to look gorgeous are now too pale and crude.

This is clearly a wonderful thing that words cannot describe.

"White pillow ..." She called out the name uncontrollably, allowing her to do whatever she wanted with her.

This is also very good, no, this is better. Neither her aunt nor her father can control her thoughts and will. What she likes is ...

Hua Mu's body was suddenly pushed away, the white pillow whispered with pain and regret, and gasped heavily, calling her, "Miss ..."

Hua Mu woke up suddenly. The immersion just now made her feel a little ashamed. Being pushed away and interrupted made her angry and angry.

"Why, why?"

The white pillows have red eyes, and they are obviously weak, but they are still strong and want to get up.

"what are you going to do?"

The body is still so weak, the symptoms have not been relieved, brave what!

White Pillow was ashamed and ashamed, and forced the body's foolish desire to creep in front of Hua Mu.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Missy, I, I deserve to die ..."

Hua Mu is going to be mad!

She finally rescued the fool, but when the other person woke up, she was dead again. Was she working against her?

"You are the one I saved, and I'm the one who decides whether to die or not!"

Her life has always been Missy's, and she exists only for her at all times.

"I understand ... this kind of thing will not happen again. If I am fortunate enough to **** you back, I will thank you for your death."

Hua Mu was about to explode, and his anger was nowhere to vent. Turning around, Luna was staring blankly at the two with big deer-like eyes, and ordered: "Luna, lick her!"

The unicorn's eyes lit up, and it flew towards the sentry with its tail trembling with joy.

It just wanted to participate in the eh just now, the owner and the owner of the big white wolf licked and licked, and it must be!

The author has something to say: Missy: I can't control myself!