Chapter 131: Are you pregnant?
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Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?
- 柳碎夜
- 1875 characters
- 2021-03-02 03:42:28
Huamu has kept her hair long since she was a child, and has kept her waist length for a long time before falling to the island. It's just that the longer your hair, the more care you need. When you are at home, there is naturally someone who can help her maintain it, which is reflected in the inconvenience of being on the island for a long time.
This was the most important reason why Huamu cut her long hair.
After cutting into short hair, she suddenly found the convenience of short hair. It is convenient to wash your hair, so you don't need to comb your hair in the morning. The only inconvenience is that you need to trim frequently. But her dedicated hairdresser is a white pillow, which is a little more inconvenient.
It's just that White Pillow has always been nagging about it and still retains the long hair she had cut. Since the house, life has gradually settled down, and Huamu has found many alternatives to shampoo and conditioner, and gradually left her hair back.
"Miss, is the water temperature suitable?"
Hua Mu lay on the reclining chair with her head resting on one thigh of the white pillow, which was helping her wash her hair.
"Uh huh, okay."
Although the comfort of the chair can't be compared with the past, the service of the sentry is not inferior to the professional.
"Any itch?"
"Well ... then a little bit in the middle, yes, here it is, heavier ... Ah, comfortable!"
Hua Mu is doing kicking while enjoying a white pillow scalp massage.
Recently, the sentinel has been too considerate, and because the output of palm sugar has stabilized, she has developed many desserts in her spare time. Waiting for a return, Hua Mu suddenly found that he had a horizontal development trend.
This is really terrible for the flower girl!
In order to lose weight, Huamu now finds free time and needs to exercise—although most of the time he still does it with the white pillow.
The sentinel sat on one end of the recliner, scratching and scratching Huamu's scalp.
"Miss, do you do sports again?"
"Yeah, if you don't do it, you will become a pig. Recently, you have a lot of meat on your stomach."
Hua Mu touched his abdomen, and his heart felt sad for the soft touch. I have eaten a lot of cold desserts recently, because she does n’t have to go on TV, and she ignores her image.
"I think it's just right. You were too thin before,"
The sentinel's words were very pleasant, but they couldn't comfort Hua Mu at all.
"What are you talking about?" She pinched a layer of meat on her stomach, and then looked at the white pillow's still flat and beautiful abdominal muscles-ah, this angle is really great, "I have a vest line and said that I just Well, I think you are laughing at me. "
Hua Mu said that he couldn't help but touch the sentinel's lower abdomen ... Then he never let go of his hand again.
"No, I can't go on like this. I have to start the abdominal curling exercise first."
"Then I will do it with you."
"Oh, I don't want it. You and me will definitely make me weak."
Hua Mu found that the recent white pillow is becoming more and more sticky, and it seems that the gentle drowning mode will be turned on anytime and anywhere. The two went to the beach to replenish supplies, but when the blue sky and blue sea looked at them, they expressed their feelings somehow, and they almost did nothing for the whole day.
Ah, of course it doesn't mean annoying-she doesn't seem to know how many times she said this in her heart. Although it's not annoying, it just feels weird. But the weird ones are also pretty good, and the weird sentinel is also very cute.
The weird sentinel was very frustrated about not being able to exercise with Missy. He lowered his eyes and hoped: "Well, then I will not do it with you. Is it good to accompany you? Missy, although exercise is good, But accidentally it will hurt myself, and I will look at you beside. "
Is she a child? Can I hurt myself by being a belly?
Hua Mu also found out that this sentry has been particularly worried recently. But there was nothing wrong with this proposal. She nodded and agreed.
"For your sincerity ..."
The sentinel's expression brightened immediately, his eyes and brows were all smiles.
Is n’t it cute too?
Hua Mu was sprouted by her, once again ignoring the subtle feeling, only the sentinel's love for herself was realized.
How much does White Pillow like her? Obviously it's already very greasy and crooked, don't you get bored at all?
However, there are only two of them on the island, so there is nothing wrong with being tired. She also likes to stay with the white pillow, likes to make a blind date with her skin, likes to be taken care of by her, and likes to love her.
The comfort of a large sentry is probably more like a leopard than a cat. The big cat with a fierce appearance looks sticky and fragile. If there is nothing to do, the reserve grain will stick together, and lie on the sentinel's stomach. The big one and the small one seem to be carved out of a mold-clearly the sentinel's spirit is from the white wolf.
Huamu may even feel guilty occasionally because it is too leisurely and comfortable. Aunt and father must still be worried? Or thought she was killed and heartbroken, but she lived a happy life here.
Ah, but ... but with her sentinel, with the people she likes, with the white pillow, she will rise from the bottom of her heart to be happy and fulfilled.
Hua Mu has been fond of white pillows for a long time. Although she didn't dare to realize this at that time, she now confirms this very much. However, the mood was not the same as it is now.
She was annoyed by the sentinel's oblivion, irritated by the care of the sentinel, and secretly saddened by the feeling that she knew she would be free of illness.
What is the taste of love?
Probably because of the bitterness of secret love, she didn't even bother to understand this matter, and went straight to the subject to get in touch with deeper content.
Sensory delusions are simpler and more direct than entanglement of feelings, and they also make her happy at that time.
But now, she has a brand-new experience, tasted a more wonderful taste, and felt a stronger sensory experience after the connection between her mind and heart.
Once those troubles and sorrows, it is really not worth mentioning. As long as she is with Bai Zhen, she will feel happy.
The white pillow helped Hua Mu wash her hair meticulously, and then dried it with a towel. The sentinel's warm palm resembled a natural dryer, and it didn't take long for the long blond hair to return to its soft and fluffy appearance.
Hua Mu is going to exercise under the shed built outdoors. Bai Zhen sees that she can only move slightly on the recliner. She simply sits aside and makes a special exercise bed for her.
The sun was just right on the island, the temperature was slightly higher, and the two soon sweated a lot.
"White pillow, I want to drink honey lemonade, so much ice!"
Hua Mu practiced sore tummy, and because of sweating, she went to rest after a while. It is good to have a personal ice maker. You can drink ice anytime, anywhere.
The sentry was in a lot of grievances, and hurried to pour a glass of lemonade for the lady, and also thoughtfully added a few slices of mint. Hua Mu was a little unkind, and then took a few slurs and drank most of the cup at once.
"Wow, cool!"
Hua Mu's appearance nowadays is really nothing to see the elegant intellectuality of the noble lady. She is also more and more liberating her nature, no longer pretending to be pretending.
The sentry looked at her with a smile. Although he didn't drink at all, he showed a satisfied expression.
"Miss, please drink slowly."
Hua Mu drank enough, seeing the white pillow was sweating too much, and handed her the remaining cups.
"Give you the rest, and see you tired."
"Thank you, Miss."
The sentry's gratitude made Hua Mu a little embarrassed. He had fallen asleep on his own. He would thank her by drinking it.
Missy began to reflect deeply on the reasons why she gained weight-she was still spoiled!
"Alas ..." She sighed satisfactorily on the couch, watching the blue sky in the distance a little sleepy.
I just sweated and drank ice water, and I felt a little cold after refreshing. The belly after the curling was tight and sore, and the navel gradually twitched.
At the beginning, it was not too serious. Hua Mu looked at the white pillow that had sat down again and was ready to continue working, thinking that he might have to endure.
But not only does the feeling of pain not slow down, but there is a trend that is getting worse. The icy water in her belly seemed to be chilling out, so that her hair was standing upright and her hands and feet were shaking.
My stomach is so painful, this is not normal.
"White pillow ..."
Hua Mu finally could not bear the pain in his stomach, curled up and called the sentry.
White Pillow soon heard something wrong in her tone and threw the tool in her hand.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"Belly and stomach hurt, my stomach hurts, it seems that the ice water is drinking too fast ..."
Ice water stimulation is likely to cause stomach cramps and gastroenteritis, but the weather has been hot recently, and Missy has been drinking this way, and she ignored them all at once.
The sentry was extremely self-blaming and panicked to see Hua Mu's situation.
"Miss, where does it hurt?"
"There's still here ..." Hua Mu stretched his body slightly, pointing to the stomach and lower abdomen, crying. "The navel is pumped."
The white pillow covered the palm of the hand, and the warm touch of the palm made Hua Mu feel a little bit better.
"is it here?"
"Well, the hot ones will be more comfortable."
"Miss, bear with me, I'll pour some hot honey water and do a hot compress again."
"it is good……"
Hua Mu used to eat very sparingly, and there are special dietitians. Seeing White Pillow nervous and blaming herself, she couldn't help but regret.
It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, and hard to go from extravagant to frugal. She is really too indulgent in herself, and this happens now. Speaking of it, it's almost menstrual period and still drinking so much ice water ... No, what day is it coming?
In the past, the days on the island were too hard, so I spent the year as a whole, but remembered the days very clearly. But recently she was so happy that she was singing all day and night, even turning black and white upside down. She had long forgotten the time.
Is her physiology coming late?
"Miss!"
Watching the white pillow come back hurriedly with hot water, Hua Mu suddenly cold to the feet.
Ten days late, ten days ... is it really just late?
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