Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

The white pillow moved neatly and quickly helped Hua Mu clean the wound. It's just that the two fishes on the beach don't know where to go anymore. The two's dinner is soaked in soup.

The sun enters sea level faster than expected, and in a short time, the tide rises a lot. Hua Mu didn't allow her to go into the sea again. White Pillow had to pick up some shellfish near the reef while the sun hadn't completely set, and then held Hua Mu and moved to a leeward place under the rock wall.

The cold wind is rising, and the islands at night are much cooler than the daytime. Fortunately, the white pillow collected a lot of wood on the beach, and there was a fire before the sky was completely dark.

The bright firelight gave Hua Mu some sense of security in the dark, some shellfish were roasted on the stones surrounding the fire, and the white pillow was intently upset.

Those shells seemed strange to Huamu, and they would never eat them on weekdays. But now watching them bubbling, their empty stomachs cried out in disappointment.

This is really detrimental to the image of a famous lady, she only hopes that the sentry does not hear.

But the Sentry has a keen sense, how can it not be heard?

White Pillow gave her a subconscious look, and panicked to pick out two oysters that had been almost baked to her.

"Miss, you ... will you eat some first?"

Hua Mu knew she must have heard it, and her face flushed.

"How to eat so hot ..."

She has never been polite to the white pillow, but this sentence somehow has a somewhat strong and dry taste. Where did White Pillow know that she was shy, she quickly helped her get the meat.

She used a dagger to make it so attractive that it was so large that it opened coconuts, and the knife used it to pick up oyster meat.

"Miss, you try it, it should not be hot."

Although wild oysters look a little small, the meat is tender and tender, even if you don't put any spices, it is enough to make people's index fingers move.

Bai Zhen didn't dare to touch what the young lady wanted to eat with her hand, and just passed the knife back to Hua Mu. Hua Mu was so hungry that he didn't have time to be hypocritical. He reached out and took it slowly to his mouth.

To be honest, it's ugly.

Although the quality of the meat is really tender, the shellfish that hasn't been treated with any seasonings are not so fresh, but rather sea-like. There is not smelly, there is sand, Huamu from Xiaoshan Zhenhai taste, what is the mouth? I just find it hard to swallow.

She subconsciously wanted to spit it out at the entrance, but the white pillow kept looking at her, and there seemed to be some anticipation in her eyes.

Just ran away the fish, she had already lost her temper. Although the white pillow was expressionless, she could just feel the other's frustration. Today, unlike in the past, she still has to rely on this sentry to survive, which is too annoying for her to get good results.

"Ok……"

Seeing her eating smoothly, Bai Zhen's eyes suddenly brightened, and her men processed shellfish much faster. Hua Mu saw that she could pick up those hot shells with her bare hands, and she was curious for a while.

It stands to reason that the sentinel's five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people, and they are more afraid of hotness and pain.

"Aren't you hot?"

The two didn't talk much on weekdays, but when they arrived at the desert island, they made up the previous ones. The white pillow has always been a dull gourd, but Huamu is a conscientious lady. What tea party, reading salon, I did not know how many times I participated in the tour lecture, no one said it was really boring.

Although this white pillow is not a good candidate, but now there are no other choices. For the first time, Missy was concerned about her sentry.

Bai Zhen didn't know why Hua Mu suddenly asked this sentence, stumbled and said: "We have and do endurance training."

That is not to say that it does not hurt, but just endure it?

Hua Mu didn't understand, and she still didn't understand these sentries.

"Show me your hands."

"what?"

"I said let me take a look at your hand, don't you understand Imperial language?"

What kind of character is Hua Mu? The second heir to the throne of the empire is the famous gate among the famous gates, the ladies among the ladies, and the queen are all spoiled by her, and there is nothing in the body that is not precious.

And the white pillow?

As a rare female sentinel, she is also alien even in the tower. Before being a female, she was first a sentry. The sentinels are not divided between men and women, they all receive the same training.

In front of Hua Mu, an expensive young lady, she always felt ashamed.

"but……"

"No, but reach out."

Bai Zhen didn't dare to disobey the order, and honestly spread his hands in front of Hua Mu.

The sentinel's hand is larger than the average woman's, but not as rugged as the man's. The slender fingers have distinct knuckles, and there are a lot of hard cocoons on the palms of the palms.

Hua Mu Gui touched her hand, and found many obvious new scratches on it.

"How did you get it?"

Hua Mu is very strange. She was sure that Bai Zhen didn't have these injuries when she helped herself with medicine.

"Uh, I ..."

"Did you pick it when collecting shells?"

These shellfish have a strong attachment ability, and the white pillow collected a lot in a short time. The wound was obviously made at that time.

"Um ... not serious."

Of course, Hua Mu knew that it was not serious. Compared to these scratches, White Pillow didn't know how many times it was so powerful to help her block bullets!

"I, I am not afraid of you being injured, but now in this place, we must pay attention to any injuries, what if the wound is infected? You must remember that your life is not yours, it is mine. Now we are the two of us on this deserted island. If you are dead, will you let me find the food? "

Bai Zhen thinks that the elder lady is very reasonable.

"I see, I will pay attention later."

Hua Mu stopped looking at it-I felt pain even after watching it.

"Do n’t just give it to me, you have to eat it too-I said, your life is mine, you have to listen to whatever I say."

The white pillow naturally dares not obey.

It's just that she gave Huamu some oysters, mussels and other meat, and she ate single-handed snails that were less troublesome to handle.

The island's seafood looks very rich. Although these cannot be staple food for a long time, they can be regarded as a solution to their immediate urgency.

It ’s not enough to eat, but it puts on my stomach. After Huamu had eaten almost, he felt another human need.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

On weekdays, the white pillow only needs to be responsible for the safety of the young lady. As for finding fun, other people naturally worry about it. But now there are only two of them. She consciously should shoulder other duties. She looked at Hua Mu with her brows and her face sitting coldly, her thoughtful look in her heart.

How can Hua Mu say it?

She is a lady! A lady! A little fairy who doesn't eat fireworks! How can I say what I want to do now? Or in front of a sentry?

"I'm fine ..."

Hua Mu has always refused to think about it, and has always pretended to forget that the human body cannot only go in and out of it, but it does n’t mean that it wo n’t happen!

There are many kinds of noble girls' opinions about toilets, all of which are subtle and subtle. And Hua Mu, not to mention the wilderness, she has never used public toilets.

It's so nerve-wracking.

This kind of thing can endure for a while, and I can't stand it forever!

And, she didn't even know how to use the toilet without a toilet!

Bai Zhujianhua Mu's brows became tighter and wrinkled, and his worries grew stronger.

"Little, miss ... are you not full yet?"

The white pillow has been guilty until now because of the release of two fish. It was her negligence to make Missy hungry.

"No!"

Huamu can only wish to eat less!

"that……"

"To shut up!"

"Oh……"

Both of them were scarred, and the night was cold, and the white pillow covered the removed jacket on Huamu. Hua Mu didn't have enough Yu Yu to dismiss this tasteless uniform and wrap himself tightly.

The wood burned and blew, and it consumed much faster than expected. Fortunately, the white pillow picked up a lot and added it in time.

Hua Mu endured for a while, and looked straight at the white pillow. She is very strange, why the Sentry does not seem to feel at all now, is it really because she eats more than her?

"Miss ..."

Bai Zhen noticed her gaze, and her heart went up and down, wondering if she was doing something wrong, and even the hands of Timwood were shaking.

She regards Hua Mu as the only master, not only obeying her words, but also worrying about her worries.

Knowing that she was assigned the task of protecting Huamu, she was so happy that she didn't sleep all night.

Hua Mu gritted his teeth.

The mountains and rivers are exhausted, will they not be drowned to death?

She erased all those lady rules from her mind, and said in a stiff voice: "I want to pick flowers."

"Pick, pick flowers?"

The white pillow is a little ignorant, I don't know why Missy suddenly rose up to pick flowers. This black lamp is blind, let alone flowers, the trees can't see clearly.

Hua Mu could not wait to bite his tongue. White Pillow, the rough sentinel, would be a ghost if he understood these secret words.

The flower was flushed with anger, and even a bit of shame appeared under the fire. Bai Zhen didn't dare to look directly at her face in the past. At this time, she was so close that she couldn't help but look dumbfounded.

Huamu is like her aunt, and the Queen can be called the first beauty of the empire, and Huamu is also a beautiful beauty.

The white blonde hair and green eyes representing the royal blood, the almost transparent skin, and the delicate and small facial features make Huamu like a delicate doll. It is said that the Imperial Treasure series of dolls, the S10 model based on Huamu, was sold out and was reprinted three times within a month.

White Pillow naturally couldn't think of this, she just thought that Missy was really pretty.

Hua Mu was immersed in his shame, but he didn't notice the sentinel's inexplicable eyes clenching his teeth: "I want to go to the toilet ..."

White Pillow recovered, and suddenly realized that she was at a loss. She can understand the toilet, but why do you want such a tone? She can only think of the reason why Hua Mu is afraid of black, and she wants to accompany her to go.

"Then I will accompany you."

Stay with ... a ghost!

Hua Mu resisted the urge to swear, and finally managed to maintain his image as a lady.

"Without your company!"

"that……"

White pillow stared at her, desperately needing instructions.

It is difficult for Hua Mu to speak, but if she does not speak again, she will probably leave a lifetime of black history.

"You ... I mean, how do you go to the toilet without a toilet?"

"Uh……"

The white stunned look made Hua Mu feel insulted, and the other party must think she was an idiot!

Of course, White Pillow didn't think so. At the bottom of her heart, Missy was really a little fairy who didn't need to go to the toilet.

The author has something to say: Hua Mu: I know, in this case, the author can write a shame plot openly and honestly, and his heart must be happy.

Yes!