Hidden Assassin: verse 32 this is love

That night, Jiaming and Shasha were locked in a house on the first floor of the small building. The windows were welded and the iron door was locked. They kindly untied the rope and brought food. Jia Ming originally thought he would be beaten by Cao Dongfeng to vent his anger, but it never happened. After thinking about it for a while, he understood that this Cao Dongfeng likes Lingjing, and when he was detaining himself and Shasha, he clamored for someone to arrest Lingjing again, thinking that he had to wait for Lingjing to be caught before torturing himself, so as to let him Lingjing feels distressed.

　　Since this is the case, let’s wait one more day... It’s safer to do it when Lingjing is in front of you. After all, if you do it here, but there is one more hostage out there, things will be a lot more troublesome. . By the way, you can also see what happened to Tsukichi Kaoru.

　　 There was no poison or anything in the food, so Jia Ming sat down and took a few bites. The energetic rustle kept kicking the door there, yelling, and when he was exhausted, the sky was completely dark. There was no electric light in the room, and rustling fumbled and ate at the table. Her mouth is rather awkward, she doesn't eat **** and garlic, and from time to time she picks up the wrong dishes, and then she keeps pooh pooh. Halfway through the meal, I suddenly reacted: "Ah, what if there is poison in this meal."

The 　　 family smiled brightly and secretly: "Then I am dead now."

　　 Sha Sha hesitated for a while, and asked Jia Ming if he felt a stomachache or something. Although he got a negative answer, he didn't feel in the mood to eat anymore.

　　The room has iron doors, iron windows, and concrete walls. Even if Jia Ming 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 whole room. Sha Sha sat on the bedside cursing in a low voice, fantasizing about escape strategies, occasionally comforting Jia Ming with a "don't be afraid", Jia Ming answered without a word while listening to the sound of the next door.

　　 "You can't blame me for anything, today's all are owed to me by your father..."

　　"At the beginning, he took away your mother by despicable means, and your mother was my fiancee. He actually took away his brother’s wife..."

　　" Over the years, how I have endured the humiliation to get the support of Gloom Lyra. The Yuechi family is over, Kaoru, I arrested you to save you and to let Chi Ying Qianhuan get a better inheritance. I am the eldest son of the Yuechi family. I am most qualified to inherit Chi Ying Qianhuan..."

　　 "You made me anxious, I can do everything!"

　　 is the old Japanese man who speaks with a sharp tone, like a eunuch, he keeps chirping crookedly, without saying a few words, he can hear a "pop", obviously he used that bamboo knife again The little Japanese girl can hear that the old man has a heavy hand, but the technique is extremely accurate, which is the kind of pain that hurts the heart and lungs without hurting the bones. Jiaming thought to himself that this guy is a master of SM?

　　 sat with Sha Sha with evil thoughts in his heart until midnight, Sha Sha no longer had the mood to scold again, and yawned a few times, Jia Ming said: "Sha Sha, you go to sleep."

　　 "What about you?"

　　 "There is only one bed. I will just lie down on the table for a while while wearing clothes."

　　 "How can that work!" Sha Sha jumped up, hesitating for a while, "It's almost winter, it's so cold, you will catch a cold. Just...just sleep on this bed together, anyway, wearing clothes. "

　　 Jiaming smiled, he actually didn't care about these things, but Huaisha cared about it in his heart, so he declined. After hesitating for a while, they finally agreed. The two took off their shoes and climbed onto the bed. Jiaming slept outside, and rustled inside. The quilt was as thin as paper, and it didn't make you feel much when covered.

　　 Although the two of them are already quite familiar, sometimes they get tired from playing in the Liu's villa, and it is not uncommon for Jia Ming, Sha Sha, and Ling Jing to fall asleep on the carpet together. But this is the first time that there is a formal definition of "same bed." For the first ten minutes, rustling lay there stiffly, not daring to move, like a zombie. Not long after, she heard her mumble: "I don't even have a pillow..." Then, she moved on the bed very uncomfortably.

　　 Jiaming’s sleep is very shallow. In this state, although his eyes are closed, he can basically know all the changes around him. He can hear the rustle and change his position every few minutes, and change his position every few minutes. , Funny in my heart. It took more than an hour before she really followed, and her body curled up into a ball because of the cold. After a while, she rolled and rolled, already wrapping the whole bed of thin blankets all over her.

　　 slept for more than three hours. After midnight, Shasha began to change her posture unnaturally. Then she half stood up, stretched out her hand and shook in front of Jiaming’s eyes, as if to crawl over Jiaming’s body , And then got out of bed, only halfway through, but jumped back again, pulled the blanket over Jia Ming's body carefully, and pulled the quilt on his shoulders for him. It looked like he was just married. The clumsy little wife who didn't know how to take care of others before long. After pulling the quilt, she shook her hands a few times in front of Jiaming's eyes again, and then climbed out of the bed.

　　What is this guy doing...

　　 Jiaming felt strange. For a long time, Sha Sha was so careless, where he could hide his thoughts. At this time, he had to be so cautious in doing things. With a gap in his eyes, I saw Sha Sha walking to the corner and taking off his pants. Only then finally understood. Closing his eyes, there was a faint sound of water coming from the corner. After a while, Shasha crawled back on the bed, pulled the sheets on the inner side, and lay down like a zombie.

　　 Because there is no relationship between the pillow and the cold midnight, Sha Sha began to curl up again uncomfortably, rolled twice, and finally quietly grabbed one of Jia Ming’s hand and gently crossed his hand. on the bed.

　　 "Lingjing, sorry, just this time..."

　　 Jia Ming heard her say something softly, and then used Jia Ming’s arm as a pillow, and fell asleep comfortably. After a while, the girl rolled over twice, holding Jia Ming’s body sideways. , To fall asleep. Jiaming hugged her shoulders with a bitter smile, this girl, Lily is so affectionate and righteous, but she hugged herself to sleep, and sincerely apologized to Lily's partner. At that moment, Jia Ming was a little touched, this is love~ IndoMTL.com~ One night passed like this. When she got up the next morning, Sha Sha blushed like a tomato. Then, in order to relieve the embarrassment, she began to curse again. Not long after, someone threw two steamed buns in the gap of the window for breakfast. Through the gap of the iron door, Jia Ming could see the little Japanese girl in the small square still wearing a red kimono, sitting there quietly and beaten.

　　 In the morning, the entire wood processing plant was very peaceful. Cao Jinghao and Cao Dongfeng and his son seemed to have gone out. Only the voice of the old Japanese man’s **** and the occasional rustle of excitement echoed in the small square, one in Chinese and one in Japanese. When they were mixed together, Jia Ming thought it was funny.

　　 In the afternoon, Cao's father and son finally returned angrily. As soon as they got here, Cao Dongfeng asked someone to open the iron door, let them tie the hands of the two children, and grab them out.

　　 They probably hadn’t prepared to rustle up, they just tied the girl to a chair, but they pulled Jia Ming to a pillar more than two meters high and tied him back and tied him firmly, not far away. There was Kaoru Tsukichi who was beaten, and the two were side by side, reminding Jiaming of the revolutionary martyrs who died heroically after being severely tortured.

　　 "Damn, I don't bother to wait for Lingjing to come over." Taking the same bamboo knife as the old Japanese ghost, Cao Dongfeng cursed and walked over. The rustle on the side shouted: "Cao Dongfeng, What are you doing! If you dare to move him, I won't let you go!"

　　 "Hmph, you little **** is not here to talk, let her shut up!" Cao Dongfeng said, and the two men next to him had already brought cloth **** and blocked rustling's mouth, "Fuck , Classmate Gu Jiaming, to tell you the truth, I suffocated the fire in my stomach today, and now I’m going to take you to loosen my bones!"

　　 said, the bamboo sword swung down towards Jia Ming's chest!