That night, Jiaming and Shasha were locked up in a room on the first floor of the small building. The windows had been welded shut and the iron door was locked. However, they were kind enough to untie them and bring them food. Jiaming originally thought
He would be beaten by Cao Dongfeng to vent his anger, but this never happened. After thinking about it for a while, he understood that Cao Dongfeng liked Lingjing. When he and Shasha were imprisoned, he was noisy and shouted for people to arrest Lingjing again.
, I think he wanted to wait until he caught Lingjing before torturing himself to make Lingjing feel distressed.
Since this is the case, then just wait for one more day... It will be safer to wait until Lingjing is in front of you to take action. After all, if you take action here and an extra hostage comes out, things will be a lot more troublesome. By the way,
You can also take a look at what happened to Yue Chixun.
There was no poison in the food, so Jia Ming sat down and ate a few mouthfuls. The energetic Shasha kept kicking the door and cursing until he was exhausted from scolding. It was completely dark and there was no trace in the room.
Without turning on the electric light, Shasha fumbled around to eat at the table. Her mouth was rather tricky and she wouldn't eat ginger or garlic. From time to time she would put the wrong food into the mouth, and then she would keep slurping. Halfway through the meal, she suddenly realized: "Ah, what if this is the case?"
What should I do if there is poison in the food?"
Jia Ming smiled secretly: "Then I'm dead now."
Shasha hesitated for a long time and asked Jiaming if he felt a stomachache or anything. Although he got a negative answer, he was not in the mood to eat anymore.
The room has iron doors, iron windows, and concrete walls. Even if Jiaming wants to escape, it will take a lot of trouble. A table, a bed, and a small toilet in the corner of the room are all the furnishings of the room. Sitting there
Cursing in a low voice on the bedside, he fantasized about escape strategies, and occasionally comforted Jiaming with "Don't be afraid." Jiaming replied wordlessly while listening to the sounds next door.
"You can't blame me for anything. Your father owes me everything today..."
"He used despicable means to take away your mother, and your mother was my fiancée. He actually took away my brother's wife..."
"Over the years, how have I endured the humiliation and bear the burden to get the support of Dark Tianqin? The Yuechi family is finished. Xun, I caught you to save you and to let Chiying Qianhuan get a better inheritance. I was the
The eldest son of the Yuechi family, I am the most qualified to succeed Chiying Qianhuan..."
"You push me so hard that I can do anything!"
The one who spoke was the old Japanese man. His tone was very sharp, like a eunuch. He kept chirping. Before he could say a few words, a "pop" sound could be heard. Apparently, he used the bamboo knife to hit the Japanese boy again.
Girl, you can tell that this old man is very strong, but his techniques are extremely precise, which is the kind of beating that hurts the heart and lungs but does not hurt the muscles and bones. Jiaming wondered if this guy was just playing
SM master?
With evil thoughts in his heart, he sat with Shasha until midnight. Shasha was no longer in the mood to scold anymore and yawned a few times. Jia Ming said, "Shasha, go to sleep."
"What about you?"
"There is only one bed. I can just lie down on the table for a while with my clothes on."
"How can that be done?" Shasha jumped up and hesitated for a while, "It's almost winter, and the weather is so cold, you will catch a cold. Why not... just sleep on this bed together, anyway, sleep with your clothes on."
Jiaming smiled. He actually didn't care about these things, but Huaisha did, so he pretended to refuse. After hesitating for a moment, he finally agreed. The two took off their shoes and climbed onto the bed. Jiaming
I slept outside and Sha Sha slept inside. The quilt was as thin as paper and I couldn't even feel it when it was covering my body.
Although the two of them are already quite familiar with each other, it is not uncommon for Jia Ming, Sha Sha, and Ling Jing to fall asleep on the carpet together when they are tired from playing in the Liu family villa. But this is the first time that they have done so.
The formal definition of "sleeping together". For the first ten minutes, Shasha lay there upright and didn't dare to move, like a zombie. Soon after, I heard her mutter: "There's not even a pillow..." Then, very quickly
He moved uncomfortably on the bed.
Jiaming's sleep is very light. In this state, although his eyes are closed, he can basically be aware of all the changes around him. He can hear rustling changing positions every few minutes, which makes him feel funny.
It took more than an hour for her to really follow. Her body curled up into a ball due to the cold. After a while, she rolled and rolled, and the entire thin blanket had been wrapped around herself.
After sleeping for about three hours, after midnight, Shasha began to change her posture unnaturally again. Then she got up halfway, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Jiaming's eyes for a few times, as if she wanted to crawl over Jiaming's body, and then got down.
He climbed halfway onto the bed, but jumped back, pulled the blanket and carefully covered Jiaming, and also pulled the quilt at his shoulders for him. He looked like a newly married man who had not yet married.
A clumsy little wife who knows how to take care of others. After pulling up the quilt, she waved her skills again in front of the bright eyes of the family for a few times, and then climbed out of bed.
What is this guy going to do...
Jia Ming felt strange. Shasha had always been a carefree person and could not hide his thoughts, but now he had to be so cautious in doing things. He opened his eyes a little and saw Shasha walking to the corner, taking off his pants, and finally understood.
Come here. Close your eyes and hear the soft sound of water coming from the corner. After a while, Shasha climbed back onto the bed, pulled back the sheets inside, and lay down like a zombie.
Because there was no pillow and the midnight cold, Shasha began to curl up uncomfortably again, rolled twice, and finally quietly grabbed one of Jiaming's hands and gently placed his hand across the bed.
"Lingjing, I'm sorry, just this time..."
Jiaming heard her say something very softly, and then he used Jiaming's arm as a pillow and fell asleep comfortably. After a while, the girl's body rolled twice, and she hugged Jiaming's body sideways, and fell into a deep sleep.
Go. Jiaming hugged her shoulders with a wry smile. This girl, Lily was actually so affectionate and kind to Lily. She was just holding herself to sleep and sincerely apologizing to Lily's partner. At that moment, Jiaming felt a little confused.
Touched, this is love.
The night passed like this. When she woke up the next morning, Shasha's face was as red as a tomato. Then in order to relieve the embarrassment, she started to curse again. Not long after, someone threw two steamed buns in from the gap of the window for breakfast.
Through the gap in the iron gate, Jia Ming could see the little Japanese girl in the small square still wearing a bright red kimono, sitting there being beaten quietly.
In the morning, the entire wood processing factory was quiet. Cao Jinghao and Cao Dongfeng seemed to have gone out. Only the eunuch voice of the old Japanese man and the occasional excited yelling of rustling echoed in the small square, one in Chinese and one in Japanese, mixed together.
When doing this, Jiaming felt it was very funny.
In the afternoon, the Cao family and his son finally came back angrily. As soon as they arrived, Cao Dongfeng asked someone to open the iron door, tied the hands of the two children, and took them out.
They probably weren't ready yet, so they just tied the girl to a chair, then pulled Jiaming to a two-meter-high pillar and tied him tightly, not far away.
The beaten Yue Chixun, two people side by side, reminded Jiaming of those revolutionary martyrs who died heroically after being tortured.
"Damn it, I'm too lazy to wait for Lingjing to come over." Cao Dongfeng took the same bamboo knife as the old Japanese ghost, and cursed as he walked over. The rustling on the side shouted loudly: "Cao Dongfeng, what are you going to do?
!If you dare to touch him, I won’t let you go!”
"Hmph, you little bitch has no business talking here, shut her up!" Cao Dongfeng said, while two men next to him had brought cloth balls and blocked Shasha's mouth, "Fuck, Gu Jiaming
Classmate, I’ll tell you the truth, I’ve been holding back a lot of anger today, and now I’m going to use you to relax my muscles and bones!”
As he spoke, the bamboo knife swung down horizontally towards Jiaming's chest!