Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

This girl is about seventeen, and she exudes a youthful and wild flavor.

Her figure is very sexy and full of wildness, but her facial features are very pure, as if she came out of a landscape painting. She has peach cheeks and apricot face, eyebrows like distant mountains, and her eyes are as clear as an ancient well, as if she can't eat Fireworks on earth!

Wildness and immortality appear very contradictory in the same person, and they combine so naturally, which is really rare.

As soon as such a strange and beautiful woman appeared, I was amazed, and at the same time, I realized that I was hallucinating.

Or, I'm dead and she's a woman from heaven?

Thinking like this, the toxin and mana took away my last trace of consciousness, but the darkness submerged me like a tide.

In my deep sleep, I seemed to have a particularly long dream.

I seem to have fallen into a very deep, very dark ice cellar, the bone-chilling cold, as if to freeze everything about me.

I keep falling, I want to sink into the bottomless darkness...

However, as time passed, the falling stopped, the ice began to melt, and a bonfire appeared in front of my eyes, along with a particularly warm embrace.

The embrace was not only warm, but also carried a nice girly fragrance.

The so-called gentle township is probably just like that.

Well, I looked up, and the girl's face was amazing and somewhat familiar. It was the mysterious woman I saw when I lost consciousness!
"Awake?"

The girl looked at me with a reddish face, she seemed a little shy, and her accent was a little weird.

Her eyes are very clear, like a pool of clear spring, revealing nature and beauty.

If she said she was an angel, I'm afraid I would believe it, nothing else but her pure eyes without the slightest secular pollution.

"Well, wake up."

Responding subconsciously, I put my arms around her slender waist and began to observe the surrounding situation.

I saw that the place I was in was an old but clean wooden house, the mysterious girl was kneeling on the wooden bed, and I was lying in her arms.

The small bed was very soft, covered with several layers of animal skins, and under the reflection of the campfire, I felt extraordinarily warm lying in the arms of the girl.

Outside the window of the hut, although it is very dark, some faint tree shadows can still be seen through the moonlight, and the chirping of insects and birds in the wild can also be heard from time to time.

This gives a very peaceful feeling.

Looks like I'm still alive, on a desert island?

But, where did this wooden house come from?
Who was the strange girl, and how did I escape from those savages?

My heart is full of doubts.

And what made me feel even more embarrassed and disturbed was that the girl was only wearing a piece of animal skin, and I was still lying in her arms, which...

In a trance, I felt like I had walked into a fairy tale. In the quiet night, I hugged a beautiful strange girl tightly.

Originally, such a scene really made people angry and impetuous.

But looking at the girl's pure expression and those eyes like deep springs, I didn't have the slightest desire in my heart.

Rubbing my drowsy head, I quickly opened my mouth to talk to the girl.

I soon discovered that although the girl could speak a little Chinese, she had a very strange accent.

After some strenuous communication with her for a while, I probably understood what happened, and I was shocked in my heart!
The mysterious girl was named Ning Xi'er.

Her ancestry is very complicated. Her grandmother was a female officer who was exiled to the island during World War II, her grandfather was Chinese, her father was of Chinese-Japanese mixed race, and her mother turned out to be a savage.

Xi'er has 20.00% Wu's blood of the Han family, 20.00% of Wu's blood of the island country, and 50.00% of the blood of the wildlings.

Xi'er has never met her grandparents, and her father disappeared mysteriously when she was eight years old, and her savage mother raised her until she was 14 years old and passed away.

Xi'er is about 17 years old now, and has lived alone in the forest these years.

Sometimes, she also fights with those tribes of wildlings.

Now I understand why those savages reacted so quickly when I shot.

Because they have seen guns before, Xi'er has the gun left by her grandparents in her hand, and they have fought against Qian'er for countless times.

Undoubtedly, this is an unbelievable thing. Xi'er looks so beautiful and pure, but her small and soft body can repel those ferocious savages time and time again!

Now I finally figured out why her eyes are so pure, because she is really a girl who has never been polluted by the world, pure like a piece of white paper.

When she was very young, Xi'er's parents and relatives were gone. She was alone with the grass and trees as companions and wild animals as friends. What kind of boring but simple life is this.

Moreover, because she has never had normal contact with others, Qian'er is also very silly and innocent in terms of feelings.

She has no idea how tempting and sinful it is to hug me so tightly with her beautiful face.

"Brother Zhang, I heard from my father when I was a child that the outside world is very exciting, can you tell me about it?"

I was shocked and amazed by Xi'er's experience. Xi'er was also very curious about me when she heard that I was from outside. She blinked her big eyes, held my hand, and asked non-stop.

"The outside world? There are very few wars in the entire world now, many places are prosperous, technology is changing with each passing day, and all kinds of magical things have appeared..."

I said with a smile, Xi'er was fascinated by what I heard.

She is especially interested in games and the Internet as I said.Even people at both ends of the earth can meet via the Internet, and everyone has a so-called telephone, etc. Ning Xi'er finds these things unimaginable. After all, she heard from her father that the telephone is fixed, and only rich people affordable.

She is very curious about all kinds of magic outside.However, I asked her if she would like to go outside with me to have a look, but her little white hand kept shaking, and she firmly refused me.

Xi'er said that although her father disappeared, he would come back sooner or later, and she couldn't leave alone.

Speaking of this, I can't help but have many associations in my heart. I saw the inscription of an island woman on the wall in the cave. Was it left by Xi'er's grandmother?
Did Eve follow in her footsteps?
Xi'er's grandparents probably didn't come to the island by accident, did her father really disappear mysteriously?
What kind of inside story, what kind of amazing secret is there?

In the past hundred years, countless thrilling stories must have happened on this deserted island!