Love the good night from now on

Live comfortably, never knowing what the real danger is.

But I know what it feels like to be heartbroken.

Yao Duoduo's pale face lying dying in a pool of blood.

When you can't hold him in your arms, you feel heartbroken.

I once thought that I could live without a man, but not many.

But this is obviously a false proposition, without a man, where would children come from?

I always like to rely on myself, and I have done everything myself in these years, but at this moment, it is not a good time to rely on myself.

If I want to go back alive to meet my precious dumpling, I have to rely on men now.

If I have my mobile phone with me, I can call Chengguang or Yi Nan.

But which kidnapper would be so stupid to leave me a life-saving tool.

So now if you want to escape intact, you can only rely on the man outside.

So I took a few deep breaths and adjusted myself to the best state.

Then I started to twist my body crazily until I fell to the ground with the chair.

It hurts.
Sure enough, the sound disturbed the man smoking outside, and he ran in without even having time to throw the cigarette butt.

"What do you want to do again!" Before he finished speaking, he raised his foot and wanted to kick me, then suddenly remembered something and kicked his foot against the wall on one side.

What a violent man.

I can't kick it all over my body.

"That." I opened my mouth weakly: "I want to drink water."

The man looked at me with squinted eyes, and approached vigilantly: "What trick are you trying to do?"

I thought I smiled coquettishly: "I've been tied up like a hairy crab, so there are no tricks to play~"

"You don't even dare to measure!"

The man turned his head and went out, and came back with a plastic colander in his hand.

"drink!"

I took a look at the water with dregs floating in it, and regretted it.

"I'm not thirsty anymore," I said.

"Are you kidding me? Let me tell you, my patience is very limited, so don't play tricks!"

He dropped the spoon as if it was going to explode any minute.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Can you help me up?"

The man squinted his eyes and looked at me, thinking for a moment before coming to help me.

I deliberately fell my body onto his arm.

Seduction is suitable for any kind of man, but this trick is dangerous, and it is easy to get yourself into it if you are not careful.

So I handled it carefully, not only achieving the purpose of seducing him, but also not giving myself up.

It's really hard.

Sure enough, the man glanced at me and smiled slyly: "You want to seduce me?"

Seen through!

"I won't eat your tricks!"

He straightened me roughly.

I hurriedly took out my prehistoric strength of 25 years and acted coquettishly: "Actually, since I was a child, I have always liked wearing motorcycle suits, boys with cropped cuts~...really manly..."

vomit~
Flattery works for any man too!
"Dad has seborrheic alopecia, do you think I like to have short hair?"

Gan ~ failed.

"Do you usually like to ride motorcycles? Motorcycles are so cool! I love Harleys so much!"

"Dad rides a motorcycle because he has no money to buy a car! Don't try to follow me! Save your energy and shut up!"

...It seems that this scarred man is not an ordinary person, and he is not good at any tricks.

So I persevered and moved my neck tenderly: "My shoulders are so itchy ~ can you scratch it for me?"

The man with the scar finally glanced at me: "It will be dangerous for you to continue like this, I just came out for rape"

I endured my fear and continued to perform hard: "It's really itchy, this house is dry and dry~"

I don't know if it's because of my irresistible beauty, or the man with the scar is really a rapist, he suddenly spat into the air and cursed: "What can I do if I fuck her!"

After that, he rushed to me like crazy and pulled my clothes.

I'm starting to regret it, but at this point I have to get over my fear of acting like a real slut.

So I suddenly smiled coquettishly.

The man stopped what he was doing: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being boring, you like to play with things you can't move~"

He became alert again.

I saw the stitches: "I'm tied here and I'm motionless, what's the point, don't I fall asleep before I'm done~"

I insulted him as quietly as possible.

Men are very concerned about that aspect of themselves. Whether they are good or not determines whether he is a real man.

Especially someone who is on fire like the one in front of me.

I saw him start to hesitate, so I struck while the iron was hot: "I can't beat you, I can't run you, and I know you won't do anything to me, but I was entrusted~"

"Besides, there's not even a TV here, so it's so boring not to pass the time~"

I winked at him: "I learned to dance before, do you want to see it?"

The man with the scar was finally let off my guard. He tore open my shirt with his fingers, and I remained calm.

He smiled evilly: "There are not many good-looking women who don't flirt! All right! I'll let you see what a real man is!"

After that, he took out a dagger from his waist and cut the ropes on my hands and feet in twos and threes.

Blood flowed through the freed arm, and the fingertips began to tingle.

He pulled the chair aside and sat down like a gentleman: "Come on, slut, let me see what you're wearing under your skirt?"

With a captivating smile, I recalled bit by bit the dances I learned in Australia, and I didn't know if I could bluff him.

But looking at his squinting eyes, it should be that he has never seen anything big in the world.

So I pretended to sit on his lap, then exclaimed artificially, and pointed to the dagger in his hand: "That thing is too scary~"

The man was already so bewildered that he put down the dagger casually.

"Come on, serve me!"

I nodded with a charming smile: "Then close your eyes~"

The man closed his eyes resolutely, but I glanced at the dagger he threw on the ground, wanting to pick it up.

But the man suddenly opened his eyes, saw me squatting on the ground, immediately smiled lasciviously, and cursed: "You're so fucking coquettish!"

Then this is considered to completely let go of vigilance.

Seeing the right moment, I quickly picked up the knife on the ground and used my peripheral vision to determine the direction of the door.

Although I don't know if I can be saved if I escape like this.

But at least that's the only hope.

So I unzipped his trousers with one hand, and said softly, "You are so manly~"

Without waiting for his reaction, I turned the hilt of the knife backwards, aimed at his brother and smashed it down with all my strength.

Immediately, I heard a "sharp" cry.

I didn't even have time to look at it and ran away.

Rushing out of the house appeared to be under a bridge.

The man's motorcycle was parked at the door, with the car keys stuck on it.

I don't think twice about getting on a bike, even though I don't know how to ride a big bike like this.

But in a critical moment, you can't control so much. When you are fearless, it seems that the big motorcycle is a small electric donkey, and it just needs to be gasped.

Just as I was rushing out on a motorcycle, the man with the scar, who had reacted from the severe pain, chased me out yelling.

Seeing that I was about to escape from Shengtian, but because it was night and there was a dead end road under the bridge, and after reacting to the fear, I began to stagger, and the whole body bumped violently, and I didn’t support for a few seconds. He fell out with the car.

This fall made me unable to stand up again.

The re-injured cervical spine and head began to experience severe pain.

The short stay of awareness allowed me to see the man with the scar approaching in the dark, holding a big hammer.

He is like a murderous maniac in an American drama.

With a hideous face, dragging the hammer, he limped towards me.

At that moment, I thought, I was going to die.