Runaway Wife: Come to my bowl obediently

Chapter 67
"cold……"

As soon as the training started, I was taken into a dark room all around.

"You will stay here for a week," the enchanting man looked at me condescendingly, "If you can survive this week, it will be considered as having passed the first level."

Naturally I refused to give in, and sneered: "Hehehe, as long as you serve my aunt with good food and drink, let alone a week, even a year, my aunt can stay."

But I obviously underestimated the difficulty of this week.

I survived the morning easily, but in the afternoon, my stomach started growling, and in the evening, I started to run around in the small dark room.

As a senior foodie, not eating is tantamount to death.

There is only one small window in the entire sealed room. The window is opened three times a day, and every time it is opened, one can see the narrow, long and cold phoenix eyes of the enchanting man.

Hehe, watch over me.

"If you can't hold on any longer, you can stop at any time." Through the small window, the enchanting man said coldly.

Frustrated with hunger and cold, my eyes lit up: "Then you will let me out?"

If this is the case, then I have to stop now, I miss the good sunshine outside, and I miss my university.

But the next cold sentence from the enchanting man shattered all my fantasies: "Then you will die."

"Forehead……"

Freedom is precious, and the price of life is even higher. I haven't lived enough yet. I can't just die like this. Wouldn't it be cheaper for this monstrous fellow?

"You have a beautiful idea, auntie, I would rather die than submit. It is impossible for me to give up first." I looked righteous and heroic.

Well, actually I don't want to die.

When I think of the scene where the muzzle of the black hole is aimed at my head, I am so scared to death, let alone the scene where the bullet passes through my head.

Even if you starve to death here, it's better to be a starving ghost than a ghost who doesn't know how to die.

The enchanting man didn't seem interested in my choice. Before I could finish my answer, the small window had already slammed shut without emotion.

I obviously underestimated the difficulty of closing the small black room.

I don’t know how many times I fell asleep the next day, and woke up from hunger a few times. In my dream, I was gnawing on a delicious big chicken leg.

On the third day, I was extremely hungry. I no longer expected to have chicken legs, and now I can eat even weeds.

But there are no weeds in this little black room.

The severe hunger has made me completely lose my mind. I went from believing in myself to being irritable to violent.

Finally, when the wicked man opened the small window of the small black room for the nth time, I furiously cursed: "Hey, damned wicked man, do you have any humanity at all? You won't let me eat a single meal!" ? Even if you give me a steamed bun..."

However, before I could finish speaking, the small window had already slammed shut.

I looked at the place where the evil man's evil eyes disappeared and cursed.

The small window that opens three times a day on time is the place where the evil man's phoenix eyes appear. It is the only place where I can see the light and the only place where I can communicate with the outside world.

However, this is useless, even if I scold the eighteen generations of the evil boy's ancestors, he still won't let me out.

(End of this chapter)