Taming love, go home to play devil at night

After three days of treatment, Lianyi felt much better.

In the past three days, she has never left this room. There is a maid waiting for her, and the devil has not come to torture her again. Amy comes twice a day to check her injuries and change her dressings.

Today, I finally don’t need any more infusions. In the morning, Jing Jingyi lay alone in a small, simple room staring at the ceiling in a daze. Originally, she was impassioned and wanted to escape, but now, she was a little depressed.

But she won't give up, she must escape, she must escape.

In just one day, she was beaten to death by that bt, and if she continued to play like that, she would be bt even if she wasn't crazy.

"Crack——" the door was gently pushed open, Amy walked in, put a set of clothes on the chair, and said indifferently, "Wash yourself and change into this set of clothes, I'll wait for you outside."

Then, she closed the door.

Jing Jingyi didn't ask any further questions, she got up and went to the bathroom, her butt hurt these few days, she didn't take a shower, and she should really wash herself well today.

While taking a shower, I took a look at my buttocks in the mirror. Although after three days of treatment, it has improved a lot, but it still looks scary. I have to sleep on my side or on my stomach, and I can’t sit down.

Thinking of that whip, a burst of anger sprang up in her chest, she gritted her teeth, and said to herself in her heart, one day, she would return this whip twice.

……

Lananyi washed herself clean, dried her hair, changed into the clothes Amy sent, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, staring dumbfounded.

Is this pure, flawless, elegant and noble goddess in a white dress really herself?She felt a little unbelievable.

Although she couldn't remember the past, she felt that she shouldn't wear such elegant clothes. Wearing a skirt is too in the way, and she always feels empty and insecure.

"Little boy, are you alright?" Amy called outside.

Calmly withdrew his thoughts, turned and walked out.

Amy raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, when Jing Jingyi opened the door. Seeing Jing Jingyi, she couldn't help but froze for a moment, looked her up and down, with complicated lights in her eyes: "Sure enough, Buddha depends on gold clothes, and people depend on clothes. Dress up to look better."

"What's the use of looking good? You won't be tossed beyond recognition by that bt later." Jing Jingyi said angrily.

"Master won't torture you today, you have to be good, don't talk, don't make him angry." Amy kindly reminded, "Let's go."

……

Amy brought Jingjingyi to the garden. From a distance, Jingjingyi saw Fengying circling the silver cage, barking non-stop, as if asking where the pet had gone.

"Fuying, come here!" A clear voice came, and Fengying obediently flew over.

Looking calmly and following the trend, a girl is standing in a field of mandala flowers. She has a delicate mixed-race face with a kind of charm revealed from the bottom of her heart. She is tall, has a hot figure, and has a charming and cool temperament. She is wearing a black tight-fitting leather jacket. The shoulder and right arm were bandaged in layers of gauze and were clearly injured.

Calmly guessed, she is the palace sergeant that the maid said!

Jing Jingyi felt very strange, they were both holy masters and sergeants, who exactly were they?She seemed to have heard this title before.

"Who's eavesdropping there??" Gong Ling'er suddenly yelled, and a dart flew past...

Calm Yi frowned vigilantly, reached out his hand like lightning, and caught the dart.

She raised her eyes, just in time to meet Gong Ling'er's cold and stern gaze, her eyes met, and there was a frightening cold light in each other's eyes!