Playing to the death and cheating on you

"Listen up, the prisoners inside. Such a good thing is very rare. Our family has been a prison guard here for 20 years, and we have only encountered it three times. If you miss it, you will never know what a big chicken leg is like in your life..."

Suddenly she jumped up—forever!

For a lifetime, too long. 【26nbsp;】

Once in prison, it is as deep as the sea.

She only thought that she would be executed immediately, but unexpectedly, it was a lifetime—staying in a dark prison, not even as good as a small dark room.

What is the use of such a lifetime?

For the first time, she reached out to hold the rice bowl, but she trembled so much that she almost dropped it in the palm of her hand.

From then on, no one came to see me, maybe in ten days and a half months, a year and a half, all people would forget about themselves—they would never know that there was a prisoner on death row who wasted a little food every day to maintain his life. worthless life.

She took a bite of the chicken leg, and suddenly she couldn't help crying, and when she let go of her hand, the chicken leg fell to the ground.

This night, there are no stars and no moon.

Shui Lian fell asleep in a daze, but she couldn't sleep deeply, and she always had some weird dreams.In the dream, the moonlight in the small black house was like water, and the black-faced man's arms were majestic and powerful, filled with an intoxicating masculinity.The two were lingering, inseparable, and there was heat, as if all this was real... She clung to his arm tightly, feeling unprecedentedly safe, and muttered to herself: "Scum boy... Scum boy... …You are finally back……"

A string of drops of water fell down and soaked on the warm arm. When the arm tightened, her body ached. She woke up suddenly and struggled violently, but she was bound and unable to move.

She thought it was a nightmare, commonly known as ghosts pressing down on the body, people are often in a waking state, but they can't move at all.

She was shocked, but soon her body softened, and those big hands had been released.

In a daze, she noticed the heat around her: a strong hormonal smell, a strong manly smell, when she struggled, the smell faded away, her eyes adapted to the darkness, and she could see the person standing opposite her. tall silhouette.

"You... who are you?"

He doesn't answer.

She suddenly understood something and shut up immediately.This is not a scumbag—no—the scumbag was locked in the dark by himself, and he walked in on his own initiative—

What we can control is ours; but what we can't control should never be extravagant.

She is not familiar with this man.

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