365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
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(Sound of big waves)

I woke up with a severe cough, a dizzy head, everything that looked like it was spinning, and ears were buzzing.

After experiencing the head of the cliengan until it felt like it was floating, I took out the water that was inside my head, and became a little more conscious.

"Damn, this is the first time I've been on a plane, I've had an air accident ..."

I lay on the beach, trying to rest and sigh for a moment to gather strength back. Then taking a glimpse of this stranded beach, I felt a little grateful. Fortunately I was thrown to the beach by the waves, otherwise I would have been a shark meal.

After gathering some strength, I picked up a wooden stick on the beach and started searching for other survivors around the beach.

And unexpectedly, I actually found it.

Ten meters ahead.

A beautiful woman wearing black silk lay by the beach. His entire body was wet, his hair was covered in seaweed, even his stockings were torn and there were blood stains.

I rushed over and hopefully turned the beautiful woman over.

On this remote island, at least if both, they can still chat, play games when bored, and exercise or do other things.

If you're alone, you don't know what to do.

"Miss! Miss, get up." I gently hit that pretty face with my hand, and listened to the heartbeat in her chest.

(Heart pulse sound)

“There is still a heartbeat!” I felt happy, then changed the position of this beautiful woman's body to be supine. After that, I put my hand on her chest, and prepared to give her an artificial breath.

I placed both hands on the chest of the beautiful woman. Honestly, he has a very good posture, for me a normal man, it is very natural to have other thoughts, especially here there is absolutely no one, no one, I cannot refrain from touching the ************** that is the normal.

It feels really steady.

At this moment, I also saw clearly who this lady really was.

Instantly I was surprised.

It turns out that she is a very famous artist, Patricia Kalliste.

This artist was lying in front of me, and I was free to touch him to the fullest, making my heart excited.

Normally, this famous artist would definitely not glance at me.

I took a deep breath, lowered my head, and gave him an artificial breath.

I used my tongue to open his mouth, and I smelled the scent of sea water.

His mouth was full of seawater, I could only suck water from his mouth to get out.

Suddenly, there was a stepping sound, I suddenly felt something slippery wrapped around my tongue…

I felt surprised, and when I saw it, it turned out to be a small fish.

I turned Patricia over, patted her back firmly, and at the same time gave her an artificial breath.

There was absolutely no reaction.

I'm starting to cry, could it be him……

Suddenly, a loud coughing sound was heard.

Patricia suddenly opened her mouth and sprayed my face with sea water.

"Easter!"

Sirk!

A slap landed on my face.

Patricia's chest went up and down panting, looking at me in annoyance, "Basic bastard! What do you want to do!"

I covered my face and said: "Please, I am saving you, if I had not saved you, you would have died."

“Omong empty, you...touch me!” Patricia immediately got up, but she instead shouted “aduh” and lost balance, then fell to the ground.

"My feet..." Patricia felt her legs hurt, blood dripped from her thighs, there was an incision wound of several centimeters.

“The wound is infected by seawater, you must be amputated.” My words made Patricia's facial expression paled.

“Not your business!” Patricia was still very wary of me, she avoided me because she felt like I was a pervert.

There was disgust emanating from his eyes.

“Then forget it, we go each one, and pray a lot.” I woke up and laughed, then turned around and left.

"Where are you going!"

“Bags, you let me just like that here! You are a boy or not!” patricia shouted from behind.

My heart is satisfied, however, shouldn't this famous artist still have to rely on me? After all, no one else is here, what kind of attitude does he want to be in, shouldn't I see the situation of my heart happy or not?

“Then come here and I will help treat you.” I glanced at.

Patricia nodded, yet was still very wary of me.

I looked at him: "Sit on a rock and I'll clean your wounds."

“Oh.” Patricia looked for a stone and sat down.

"Thank you for the skirt" I said.

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