The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

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The dark sheets were full of wrinkles, and what came into view was Arundel, whom he met for the first time today. His hands were behind his neck, and he was handcuffed to the metal bed frame behind his back. The sound of chains clanking as his wrists shook.

The position where he was handcuffed was too high, causing his upper body to have almost no point of contact. It was an extremely uncomfortable and awkward position.

The muscles all over his body were very tight. Under the torn military shirt, only vague lines could be seen in the morning. Now, his entire chest, abdomen and narrow waist were clearly displayed in front of Shen Mian, showing his primitive appearance. And savage erotic feelings.

That ascetic temperament and resolute eyes have completely disappeared. Now he has a complicated expression, sweat dripping down his chin, his lips are covered with blood marks from bites, and his eyes are distracted and blank.

This sense of contrast is actually more stimulating than the chest muscles.

Shen Mian covered his eyes and continued to look through his fingers.

There are still messy whip marks on his body, some even have flesh and blood turned out, and there are some other marks...

"Want to try it?"

A nasty yet slightly smiling voice sounded.

[Passenger] Shen Mian (Neptune Version from Another World) is sitting next to the bed. She is wearing a prison uniform with the Royal Prison logo and an Imperial Lieutenant General uniform jacket. Her back is to Arundel, warming herself by the fire next to the charcoal basin. The pages of the book were turning rustlingly.

At her feet was a horsewhip with barbs and blood on it.

Shen Mian was agitated, but when he looked at the [passenger] without raising his eyelids and just reading a book, he felt that maybe she didn't notice him?

Arundel's voice was hoarse and unbelievable: "Who are you... talking to?"

[Passenger] closed the book and put it by his side, turned around and put his palm on his face and slid it slightly. The man's breathing suddenly became rapid.

[Passenger] replied nonchalantly: "It's being broadcast live. Let the whole planet come and see it. The warden and Duke who works diligently during the day, at night, an X-addict crawls into a prisoner's room and begs me to torture him. What a program effect.”

Arundel didn't seem to hear what the [Passenger] was saying at all, and had no reaction to such humiliation.

His black-gold eyes dimmed completely, and he eagerly chased and kissed the [Passenger]'s hand - Shen Mian saw a small scratch on [Passenger]'s finger that had healed.

Shen Mian silently thought that I was still a minor in modern times...a minor.

She looked away and saw [Passenger] closing the cover of the book. It was... "Crime and Punishment"?

"Why is there "Crime and Punishment" here!"

Shen Mian complained messily.

[Passenger] smiled and looked at Shen Mian: "I thought you were going to continue to pretend to be stupid and watch the scene. After all, it's much more exciting than playing butter over the wall, isn't it?"

Shen Mian jumped up with a cry. This person was obviously the complete [Passenger] she had met before!

There is absolutely no semicolon in this level of badness!

"No, what happened? How could you see me?"

"Are you sure you want to use our precious meeting time to explain this?"

[Passenger] waved his hand, and "Crime and Punishment" turned into points of light and dispersed.

"As your illustrated book lights up in the future, the time we can see each other will become less and less."

Shen Mian covered her head in pain: "Whoever likes to light up this kind of illustrated book can click on it."

She changed the topic and started to ask about the business.

"Two days ago, I met [Tian Xing..."

[Passenger] made a silent gesture: "Be careful not to be overheard by them."

Shen Mian Yimao: "No, this is a you know who setting. You can't say it in a dream? Didn't you say it last time?"

"They can detect things in this world, so I can say it, but you can't."

"What do these people do? They chatter like rats in the gutter."

[Passenger] tiredly flipped the coals with an iron hook: "You don't deserve to know now. These mentally ill people are very difficult to deal with. There is no benefit in provoking them now. Don't go and deliver food to people."

"Okay, and I haven't found a way to contract the next contract object yet..."

"Wait, you'll know soon."

"What's the use of [Legendary Beast VI]'s heart?"

"Collecting the hearts of ten legendary beasts is equivalent to the key to a new ending in the text adventure game."

"What new ending?"

"From a mentally retarded and aggrieved BE ending, to another colorful BE ending."

Shen Mian was completely convinced and shrugged: "I hate the Riddlers like you who see through things but don't tell them."

She calmed down and asked the last question.

"Are there any other time travelers in this world besides me? I'm not...well...arrogant enough to think that I am the only one worthy of time travel, but it's weird, you know..."

In the past few days, she had been thinking about it over and over again, that phrase "odd and even remain the same"...so bizarre that it was like an illusion.

"Haha," [Passenger] smiled mockingly, "Let's ask if it is true first, and then ask if there is any."

"What is not..."

Shen Mian just murmured and his whole body froze on the spot.

[Passenger]'s voice follows him like a shadow: "First determine what concept you think of a 'traveler', and then examine whether you yourself are a 'traveler' in your definition, and finally ask me this boring question is a better question.”

Shen Mian looked as if he had seen a ghost.

[Passenger] stirred the charcoal fire again. Under the firelight, her face was no longer so pale.

"Nothing else to ask?"

Shen Mian had nothing to say and nodded his chin at Arundel on the bed: "What's going on with this guy?"

"Let me be clear? Do you want to ask, 'How could he be like this', or do you want to ask, 'Why did he fall into my hands'?"

"It's all...all of them."

[Passenger]'s expression was dull and dull: "It's very simple to train this kind of person to become addicted to sex. There are no key points in the operation. You can use any torture device to shock the drug first. When you reach the critical point and you can't stand it anymore, feed some hallucinogens." After repeating it several times, I completely destroyed his faith and hope for help in front of him, and then this is what happened."

Shen Mian was dumbfounded: "You don't really need to give me the teaching process, dear, but after all, he is also from the military..."

[Passenger] sneered: "Because I gave him a hallucinogen that he couldn't resist at all."

Shen Mian continued in a deep voice: "[Black Dragon's Blood]"

[Passenger] had a relaxed expression: "Not too stupid."

"As for why he fell into my hands," [Passenger] said calmly, "The Queen cheated me at that time, so she sent her son to make amends."

There was a sarcastic smile on her lips.

"But it's not for me to use, but for me to 'eat'."

"It's so pitiful. The warden's expression at that time was really interesting when he knew that he had been given up by his mother. He was almost able to get through it, but suddenly he collapsed and cried and begged me, the abuser, to love him. Too much It’s interesting.”

"I didn't take a picture of his expression at that time. Even now, I feel a little regretful."

Shen Mian was dumbfounded, thinking that you are a bubble teapot.

"But I have to thank you for lighting up the illustrated book and letting me have some fun." [Passenger] turned over the charcoal again, "Respect the guest's wishes. Do you prefer the waist or the thighs?"

"What... what?"

Shen Mian suddenly felt something strange.

Strange...why would the interstellar future need a charcoal pot for heating?

Shen Mian looked down stiffly at the charcoal fire that had been turned over for who knows how long.

What turns over the coals is not a hook, but a soldering iron...

A soldering iron engraved with the word "深"...

The font looked very familiar...it had also appeared on Celia's shoulder blade skin before...

"Ow!"

Shen Mian sat up from the bed all of a sudden.

The dream ends.