The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 128 The Foreign Prisoner 7
Hearing this, Chu Mo's mind went blank, his hand clutching the quilt couldn't help but lose all strength, his eyes showed a hint of panic, what should we do now?
She felt that if she refused at all, she would definitely die a miserable death.

However, as a fairy, she has lived for so many years, she has never seen any kind of person, and there are many emotions and desires in this world, what can she not overcome.

So, to change the way of thinking, if the other party is the marriage line, who can tell the exact fate.

Chu Mo stopped talking, and began to work hard to adapt to the living environment and cooperate hard, but the man felt an extreme feeling.

Chu Mo gritted his teeth, shit, it was harder than cultivating immortals.

She knew better that what the man said was not alarmist, the appointment here is not worth mentioning, like a dog, like worthless.

"Prince, I found out clearly that Chikun spent a lot of money to buy that woman. Chikun's old thing is absolutely generous in spending money on it. Those girls who were tortured to death by him can put it in the camp. The queue is full. I heard that this is definitely the best, Chikun's old thing Lian Yingzi was taken away, and it is still lying on this little girl." A soldier said.

Sobo stared at the villa in front of him with a sullen expression, he must have that woman, as long as it belonged to Wu Sheng, he wanted it.

The morning sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows: early autumn, pale, with a hint of coolness, Chumo turned over, as if his body had been crushed and could not lift the slightest strength.

There was still an aftertaste of tea in the air, and the place beside her was cold and no one was around. This realization made her breathe a sigh of relief, the pale sunlight pierced into her eyes, and was covered by Chu Mo's pale arms.

"Bada—" the doorknob rang softly, and Chu Mo jumped up on the bed immediately, finally heaving a sigh of relief when he found out that it wasn't that person.

"Miss, the general sent me to take care of you." At the door was a middle-aged woman who looked about 50 or [-] years old, dressed in very traditional Burmese clothes, and spoke fluent Chinese.

The maid lowered her eyes and pushed a moving hanger on which various clothes were neatly hung, and the woman hung the clothes one by one in the closet.

From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, it is very complete.

After hanging up the clothes, the maid turned slightly and bowed to Chu Mo.

"Miss, you change your clothes and come down to eat." The maid said, without waiting for Chu Mo's answer, she backed out.

After the people left, Chu Mo got out of bed and opened the closet. The clothes had been washed thoroughly and exuded the fragrance of washing. They were all of top brands.

Chu Mo picked out a very conservative long-sleeved white dress, covering it tightly from neck to ankle, escaped with a pair of white sneakers, focusing on comfort, and went downstairs.

On the revolving and luxurious wooden stairs of the villa, the woman in a white dress walks slowly. Her skin is like white porcelain, pure and beautiful like an angel. Fell into the world and turned into an elf.

The meals on the table are very rich, mostly Burmese tastes, but they also obviously take care of Chumo, with bread and milk.

Chu Mo worked hard to eat bread and milk. She wanted to replenish her strength. She hadn't eaten well for several days. Even if she wanted to resist, she needed strength.

She was able to succumb to him because she had a chance to escape, so that one day she would be able to wait for Guan Diexian to come.

"Miss, the general ordered you not to step out of the villa." The maid reminded Chu Mo, and Chu Mo nodded, and she would not go out without saying that, yesterday's scene had already taught Chu Mo a profound lesson.

But Chu Mo was not idle, and looked up and down the villa. Downstairs is a large living room, connected to the dining room and kitchen, and a small living room. Upstairs is a large bedroom, a Guest room, a study.Around the villa, there were twelve soldiers guarding it. It was almost impossible to escape, and Chu Mo didn't find any phones, computers or anything like that.

Except for the study room that I couldn't get into.

The study is next door to the bedroom, as long as you step out from the window of the bedroom, you can reach the window of the study. Chu Mo gritted her teeth and wanted to go back. Waiting one more day would be a torment for her.

Chu Mo did what he said, entered the bedroom, quietly locked the door, climbed up the window, carefully moved along the narrow countertop protruding from the wall under the window, and slowly moved towards the window of the study.

Just halfway there, Chu Mo suddenly heard the sound of a car coming from the gate of the villa. The Hummer started like a vigorous beast. Chu Mo was so frightened that he almost fell off the second floor.

How could he come back in broad daylight? ?

The extended Hummer stopped at the entrance of the villa, and the two people got out of the car.

"General—" The soldiers outside the villa saluted respectfully. The man looked indifferent, his slender thighs straddled directly to the gate of the villa, but the man who followed behind him was unhurried and full of leisure.

"Oh, Xiaoshengsheng, why did you bring the maid from Qing and Burma here?" When the man saw the maid waiting at the gate, it was as if he saw a strange species. It was like the sun came out from the west.

However, the maid in front of him was old and ugly, otherwise, he could think of some indescribable things from it.

"General, little—" the maid was about to report, but the man raised his hand and stopped the maid's words.

"Sit casually—" Wu Sheng said coldly, and he was already heading towards the second floor.

"Da da da——" the man's steady and powerful footsteps made Chu Mo's palms sweat, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He only prayed that he could return to the bedroom in time.

The moment the man walked into the bedroom and put his hands on the doorknob, Chu Mo jumped in and climbed up the window.

"Click——" the doorknob turned slightly, Chu Mo quickly took off his shoes and rolled onto the bed.

Can't open it?The man's eyebrows were slightly cold, and when he exerted force, there was a bang, and the doorknob was bent immediately. Chu Mo tightened the quilt with a pale face, and saw the man looking at him coldly.

Unreasonably nervous, the huge pressure seemed to make Chu Mo unable to breathe, and subconsciously leaned towards the head of the bed.

The man took a look, but unexpectedly did not go any further, but turned and left.

Chu Mo didn't seem to come back to life until the man disappeared, and found that his hands were trembling.The quilt he was holding on to was almost torn apart.

There are voices from downstairs, are there any guests?
"Xiaoshengsheng, is there someone up there?" The man who was half lying on the sofa before asked curiously. This behavior was too weird. He had known Wu Sheng for so many years, and he had never seen such a weird behavior from a man.

As he said that, the man on the sofa walked towards the stairs. As soon as he reached the stairs, he was blocked by Wu Sheng's hand.

"No way, is there really someone?" The man wailed, and he was still living in Wu Sheng's villa. This was simply big news.

"Xiaoshengsheng, let me take a look, just take a look..." The man immediately hugged Silence's arm, and his legs were still vainly rubbing towards the stairs.

"Dantuo, don't you want to talk about business?" Wu Sheng asked coldly, the man immediately drooped his head when he heard the words, glanced unwillingly at the second floor, and walked to the living room.

The conversation downstairs lasted only half an hour, and Chu Mo heard the sound of a car.

Wu Sheng turned his head to look at the maid waiting at the side.

"Mother He, ask someone to send the surveillance camera over—" Wu Sheng's voice was cold, and the maid followed her out. She always felt that something was wrong with the woman's expression just now.

(End of this chapter)