Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

Because Hua Mu refused to speak anyway, White Pillow finally decided to take her back to the beach first. Hua Mu buried his head in the arms of the white pillow, making no sound during the whole journey, as if he didn't exist.

White Pillow didn't bother her. To be honest, she now needs a little time to digest what happened just now.

What exactly does Missy mean? Is that what she understood? Can she understand that?

White Pillow can no longer force himself to ignore, and he can't stop himself from "delusion"-if that's not her delusion?

No sentinel would be willing to miss his ordained guide, even the white pillow. But Hua Mu's identity made her never dare to think about it. The teacher's teachings, the mission of the soldiers and the duty of guarding also made her never dare to think about it.

The most important thing is that once Hua Mu's attitude towards her was definitely not kind. Even if her contact with the island increased and her relationship was intimate, she only regarded it as a normal reaction after the disaster.

And further contact, it is absolutely necessary to avoid, if these are just the illusion of the young lady, how should they deal with themselves after going back? What is the difference between her and deception and the danger of taking advantage of others?

The words just made by Hua Mu made her realize that if her delusions were not delusions, then this thing did not happen after the deserted island, but before that.

This is really unbelievable. White Pillow couldn't think of when it started when he wanted to break his head.

After many years of reunion, there was no touching scene. At the time, the old lady was only six years old, and it was a matter of course that she could not remember her. But after the reunion, the young lady did not dislike her at the beginning, as she later showed. On the contrary, she seemed to have some curiosity and interest.

It's just that I don't know why, and the longer the young lady gets colder to her, the longer she gets along.

The sentinel had guessed more than once, it must be because her dull and boring nature annoys the young lady, so she is more silent and tries to reduce her sense of presence.

So, how is it possible? It is impossible for such a dream to come true to her.

But if it is not the case, what does Missy mean just now?

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find any other answer.

Hua Mu pretended to be dead with her eyes closed all the way, and the explosive remarks just made her want to roll over with shame, yelling, eagerly wishing her brain was completely down and unable to think again. Is it easier to kill sentries or suicide? Or just let time go backwards?

No, no, maybe it ’s more feasible to brainwash White Pillow, do n’t some guides have this ability?

Ah, let her die, let her die, take the royal dignity and majesty to calmly die, everything just now should not have happened.

Hua Mu felt that he was gently placed on the bamboo bed-the two had returned to the beach. She lay straight on the bed with her eyes closed, daring not get out of the atmosphere. The white pillow seemed to leave for a while, but came back soon to help her treat the wound carefully.

The wound is a bit burning and painful, and there seem to be some lumps, but it really does not look like a very toxic one. This is extremely insignificant compared to the trauma caused by shame to Huamu's body and mind.

White Pillow was full of doubts and faint expectations, but Hua Mu's reaction let her know that the other party did not want to mention the matter just now, so she kept suppressing herself. She didn't yell softly until Banghua Mu finished the wound.

"Miss ..."

Hua Mu's heart mentioned his throat, and he dared not talk from the bottom of his heart. But it was too embarrassing and cowardly not to answer the question. She still stuck her neck in response.

"Why, why?"

The tone sounded bluffing, and there was only a strong and dry taste.

Bai Zhen didn't know how to ask for a moment, and he considered, "You just ..."

"Me, me, what happened to me just now? Why can't I remember!"

"Uh ... but just now ..."

"Nothing happened just now!" Hua Mu turned over to the corner of the bamboo bed and covered his face with the coat of the white pillow.

White pillow pursed her lips without forcing her.

"Then take a good rest, I will give you the medicine and just watch it."

"and many more!"

She almost thought she was going to die. What a big thing happened. Did n’t this idiot know to accompany her?

Hua Mu sat up excitedly.

"Miss, what do you ask?"

The white pillow lowered her eyebrows, and didn't dare to look at her directly, for fear that her eyes would be too eager, which would make her more ashamed and embarrassed.

"You, come here ..."

Huamu doesn't think so! She thought she was going to die, and made a confession of incomparable affection and shame, but this stupid did not react at all-you are touched anyway, tears!

The white pillow bent to knees and walked to Huamu, listening to the teachings.

But Huamu was not ready to talk about it. When she arrived, she didn't know how to speak.

The two were silent for a while, and finally the white pillow spoke first.

"Miss, I am here to accompany you. Would you like to sleep for a while?"

It's just this sentence, the grievances in Hua Mu's heart somehow seem to have found an outlet for catharsis.

Her eyes were moist and her voice was hoarse, and she asked, "Do you want me to be a cushion?"

White Pillow sat down next to her, "I will act as a cushion for you."

Hua Mu burst into tears while crying, "You hug me."

The white pillow approached her with courage and put her in her arms.

"Do you have any more discomfort?"

Hua Mu buried her face in front of her chest, which was wronged and reassuring.

"I feel uncomfortable everywhere ..."

"Yes, I didn't protect you."

The white pillow lay down and hugged her, let her lie down on her body, stroking her long blond hair from time to time.

"I ran around by myself ..."

Hua Mu didn't want Bai Zhen to feel guilty. She just ... just wanted this guy to be smarter and understand her heart better.

Of course, I understand it, but do n’t say it, just give her a little face.

"Fortunately you are fine, I will not leave you next time."

This sentence Hua Mu cute listen, "Um ..."

"Miss ..."

The surface of the white pillow looks calm, but in fact the heart has not recovered from the agitated emotions just now. She really wanted to know the exact meaning of Hua Mu's words, but she finally dared not ask the other party to prove her identity.

But this does not prevent her from expressing her feelings. Although she has no position to make any promises, she can only guarantee Huamu with her life guarantee. No matter what happens, she will always be by the eldest lady and will not let her suffer any more harm.

"What, what ..."

"I ... is a dull and uninteresting person as you can see, you are clever and intelligent, and you have a smart mind. I can't take care of what you mean most of the time ... but I, but I don't know what is wrong. You are too Alright ... and I, just an ordinary guard. "

The sentinel spoke very slowly, trying to use his wording carefully, trying to make himself as clear as possible without touching Hua Mu's scars.

Hua Mu was sad to hear, not knowing whether it was for himself or the white pillow.

"Your definition of ordinary is too strange ..."

People like White Pillow should never be classified as ordinary. Regardless of appearance, ability or heart, she is by no means a stunned person. Even from the most secular aspect, as the best graduate of Neta in the past ten years, as the leader's only apprentice, and as the youngest royal member's guard, she has nothing to do with the ordinary.

And of course what she fancy has nothing to do with these, she fancy ...

Hua Mu subconsciously rubbed the chest of the white pillow with her face, and her palm gently stroked the muscles in her arm.

White Pillow has never hurt her and has been protecting her since the first meeting. Even though it may be the responsibility of Bai Zhan, it is not for her.

The strong and strong sentry planted a seed in her heart at the age of twelve. After meeting again, she got fertilized and irrigated with this seed for a few years to make it thrive.

White Pillow must not know how popular she is as a guard. With an exotic appearance, a tall figure, a fit body, and a clean soldier, she has a very unique charm. Just accidentally caught by the camera several times, it became the talk of the public after tea.

It is in this way that the sentinel of female sentinels has unconsciously emerged.

Now the female sentinel in Neta has only one white pillow besides the leader. The people don't even say who her coveted friends are, how can she not know?

In fact, not every aristocratic girl is as pure and elegant as it is displayed in front of the public. Among them, there are many noble girls who are bold and enthusiastic, and even keen on certain games. A sentinel like the White Pillow with a good figure, beautiful face, honest and capable ability, and only starting from the point that things are rare, they will be eaten by this group of noble ladies.

Hua Mu has even heard from anecdotal reports that a group of noble girls are discussing privately how to seduce the sentry and turn her into a guest of veil.

In order to prevent this situation, she has spared no effort and is not allowed to stay with her bodyguard when she is attending the party. She has to pretend to be careless in front of other friends ... is it easy for her?

"But in front of you, everything is just ordinary ..."

This is what White Pillow thought.

In front of Huamu, everything is just ordinary. In fact, more than herself, she feels that no one is worthy of Huamu.

But this is not something she can evaluate, and she also understands the selfishness of what she thinks. She can restrain others, only herself.

How many sweet words did Hua Mu hear, and the words of your elder son's brother could only say anything worthless. As for those who have connotation and ability, in Hua Mu's opinion, they are also somewhat scheming.

Well, she couldn't see anyone else in her eyes.

Because this stupid sentry, sometimes a sentinel who ca n’t even speak enough, really put her in the most important position, so the words that are said occasionally can be so sincere and beautiful, so that other sweet words can't enter her ears again.

Just for this sentence, Hua Mu will not regret falling in love with her.

The author has something to say: a little modification, the White Sentry is very popular and very popular.