Desert Island Girl (Pure Lily) - Chapter 2.1

The tanned, naked girl calmly looked at the other girls.

She completely ignored their shocked gazes and flushed cheeks.

The girl had a great figure, quite athletic.

She had a clear mermaid line, defined abs, and even slight abdominal muscles!

Her br3asts stood firm and full.

Below her flat stomach, a dense patch of dark pubic hair formed an inverted triangle.

Her bold stance, with legs slightly apart, faintly revealed the crucial slit.

“Who… are you?” Xiaoyang asked.

She was the first to recover from the shock.

Where did this fitness expert come from? And why is she naked?!

“Oh, my surname is Bai Niao, and my given name is Mu. Just call me Mu Mu. I’m a castaway like you all, but I woke up earlier, so I went to find food first,” Mu Mu replied.

She paused and kicked the large backpack beside her with her sand-covered foot.

“This is the food I just collected from the wreckage. You all can eat,” she said.

“Did you… go to the abandoned ship full of giant corpses to find food?” Tingting asked.

She widened her big eyes and smiled somewhat forcedly.

“Giant corpses?” Mu Mu repeated.

She blinked and quickly understood.

“Oh, that. Don’t worry, the bodies haven’t swollen from the water yet,” she reassured.

Tingting thought, Ugh… as expected, there are lots of corpses—great, I’m done for…

Tingting’s lips twitched.

She smiled serenely, as if a wisp of her soul floated up to the sky.

“Alright, don’t just stand there. Take off all your clothes, and let’s go to the ship to salvage usable supplies—if it rains or the tide rises, those things will all go to waste!” Mu Mu urged.

The usually indifferent Mu Mu seemed to grow excited when mentioning exploration.

“No… wait!” Xiaoyang exclaimed.

She quickly raised her hand to stop the eager Mu Mu.

“Salvaging supplies makes sense… but why do we need to take off our clothes?” she questioned.

The other girls snapped out of their daze and nodded hurriedly.

They had no desire to run around naked.

“To dry them, of course,” Mu Mu answered.

She looked at Xiaoyang as if it were obvious.

“Don’t be fooled by the bright sun now. At night, the temperature in the wild will drop low. If you keep wearing wet clothes, you’ll definitely get sick. We have no medicine now, and any illness we can’t recover from means death. Besides, don’t you feel uncomfortable with wet clothes sticking to you?” she explained.

“Of… of course it’s uncomfortable…” Jiang Ning admitted.

She rubbed her faintly red elbow and looked around awkwardly.

“But… to strip naked here…” she hesitated.

“Is that a problem?” Mu Mu asked.

She tilted her head.

“Relax, it’s just the five of us here, not a single man. I checked the ship, and there are no survivors. Whether you strip here or do your business, no one else will see. Don’t be shy,” she reassured.

Mu Mu gave a faint smile and flashed Jiang Ning a thumbs-up.

Xiaoyang thought, Don’t cheer people on for something this weird…

She looked at Mu Mu encouraging her and sighed helplessly.

But she’s right.

Wearing wet clothes could easily lead to a cold, and in this situation, survival outweighs embarrassment.

No choice…

Xiaoyang resolved; she gritted her teeth.

Under Mu Mu’s approving gaze and the other girls’ surprised stares, she kicked off her shoes.

She crossed her arms to grab the hem of her shirt and stretched upward.

Her clothes lifted with her arms.

The girl’s upper body was instantly exposed.

Her full br3asts, wrapped in a bra, gently rose and fell.

Xiaoyang’s figure wasn’t as athletic as Mu Mu’s or as curvaceous as Yi Yun’s, but it had no excess fat.

Her firm br3asts gave her body an elegant shape.

She twisted her neck to free herself from the wet clothes.

Xiaoyang felt much lighter.

She shook her hair and wrung out her shirt.

Seawater dripped down steadily.

She shook her jacket vigorously.

Xiaoyang lowered her head slightly and undid her belt.

The jeans gripping her hips slid to mid-thigh.

Her pink-and-white lace panties fully revealed.

Her face burned.

Xiaoyang sensed all four girls awkwardly staring at her.

Forget it… At this point, there was no turning back.

She bit her lip and hooked her pants.

She bent down and pulled them to her ankles.

Her back and round buttocks formed an elegant curve.

Her sand-covered feet lifted one by one.

The girl freed herself completely from the pants.

Left in only her underwear, the slight chill made Xiaoyang cover her private areas instinctively.

She hesitated briefly, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra…

The bra slid off gently.

Freed from its restraint, Xiaoyang’s br3asts sagged slightly and fully exposed.

Her br3asts were full without drooping, and firm.

Her small, rosy n1pples looked like two cherries on a cream cake.

“Wow, who knew Mu Xiaoyang had such a figure under that jacket? So, what’s your cup size, an F?”

Yi Yun laughed.

She looked at Xiaoyang and began undressing too.

Her cheeks flushed.

Xiaoyang’s face turned red.

“No, not… not that big—just an E…” she stammered.

She bent down and removed her last piece of clothing.

She held her soaked panties by her fingertips.

Xiaoyang’s waist was slim, her hips round, forming a perfect hourglass figure—a truly great body.

Her stomach was flat.

Her pubic hair was sparse and neatly arranged downward.

Her thick, tender red labia majora closed tightly due to her stance, forming an alluring slit.

“Wipe your body quickly,” Mu Mu urged.

She dragged the backpack over and tossed Xiaoyang a towel.

“I only found one clean one. I used it earlier, so don’t mind,” she added.

“No, why would I…” Xiaoyang replied.

She wasn’t being polite: In times like this, being picky would only lead to a quicker death.

Besides, the other girl was pretty and nice—how could she mind?