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The third day
When Yuan Xiaofang woke up, a corner of white light shone in from outside the window, reminding her that it was another new day.
The weather was sweltering and hot, and Shen's body seemed to be drenched in sweat.
After that pervert satisfied his desire last night, he forced himself to drink half a glass of water.
After drinking this glass of water, the drowsiness couldn't stop coming.
But now, the hands and feet are still tightly bound by the rope, and every movement is painful.
This is the price I paid for running away that night.
I, who has always been rational, can't help but worry about my own fate at this time.
Two years ago, with passion and love for education, I came to this remote village away from my family.
In the past two years, there have been several times when I retreated. Just think about that group of lovely children. If they leave by themselves, they will not go to school and will only stay in this mountain for the rest of their lives.
It was the children and the simple villagers who made themselves grit their teeth and persevered.
In this poor village, in order to thank their teacher who came from afar, the villagers took out the meat, rice, and noodles that they were reluctant to eat, and secretly put them at the door of the classroom.
During the holidays, the children look on their faces with longing, wishing to stay with the teacher every day.
But now, everyone must think that they have returned to their hometown long ago, and who knows that they are trapped here by this pervert.
Thinking back to half a year ago, it was time for her boyfriend who was talking about marriage to give her an ultimatum, asking her to choose between Da Shan and him.
She hesitated again and again, and finally chose to stay in the mountains.
Just a few months later, there was news of her boyfriend and talking about a new girlfriend.
And I only cry secretly facing the starry sky when I am alone at night, and when I face the children during the day, I still show a smiling face.
But I have paid so much, what do I get in the end?
It was imprisoned here by such an ugly old pervert, and let him spoil at will.
No matter how strong a girl is, she can't help but feel sad at this time.
The sour and sour cloth stuffed in her mouth made her cry uncontrollably, and sobbed after another from her nostrils.
Just when he was heartbroken, the old pervert opened the door and came in.
He grinned, revealing his disgusting smoky teeth.
"What's the use of crying? I warned you, don't think about running away, let alone mess with me. Follow my will, and I won't let you suffer."
This old guy just likes to smoke, an old cigarette bag, he smoked half a bag of cigarettes, and drank half a glass of wine on his own.
Then he climbed onto the bed with a giggle.
Resisting, even though I used all my strength to resist, it was useless in front of such a man.
In the past two days, I resisted several times, and I was the one who suffered.
Especially after he slapped himself hard twice, gold stars began to appear in front of his eyes, and a salty smell immediately filled his mouth.
He leaned into his ear and said, "I tell you to be more obedient, can't you understand human speech?"
In fact, she knew that any resistance at this time would be bad for her.
But there is no way, the physical reaction is uncontrollable, especially when such a man with a strong body odor is lying on his body, the urge to vomit is always there.
The process is suffering, but fortunately, there is always an end.
Fortunately, the end is coming soon. After all, the pervert is getting old. To be honest, it's not very good.
When the rag was removed from her mouth, she couldn't stop spitting anymore.
And that man smiled maliciously.
"Hey, girl, you will get used to it gradually. I will train you slowly until you and I are satisfied."
This guy, after a few minutes of work, was terribly tired. He lay still on the bed for a long time, thinking he was out of breath, and he woke up again.
Looking sloppy, he touched his face with that colorless hand, and went out for a while to bring a large bowl of stewed chicken soup.
"Sister, I like women with meat. You are too skinny. When you do that, your skeleton is too tight. I went down the mountain to get a slut. It has been stewed for a long time, so I'm here to drink it."
I have been imprisoned by this old guy for the past two days. Apart from drinking two cups of water with medicine, I just wanted to drink a few drinks that night.?Bad liquor.
Not to mention this time, I feel very hungry when I smell this chicken soup.
But whether to drink chicken soup or not is indeed a century-old problem.
The school safety education class teaches children to be calm and calm after encountering bad guys, and to work hard with criminals to find opportunities to escape.
I used this opportunity the night before, but this opponent was too cunning to succeed.
As for where the next opportunity will be, it is still unknown.
If you starve yourself to death before the next opportunity comes, it will be useless even if you have the opportunity.
However, when he saw the dark hands of the old pervert, he suddenly had the urge to vomit again.
The chicken soup made by this black hand is probably not poisonous chicken soup.
At this time, the old pervert really hoped that he could drink this bowl of chicken soup he made himself, so he persuaded him.
"Sister, this dick is very nutritious. Although our family's conditions are not very good, we still have the ability to go down the mountain in three or two days to make a free dick.
You can eat as much as you want. After eating, my husband will make it for you. When the time comes, he will become fat and give me a big fat boy. Our old Deng family will be regarded as a successor. "
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.
At this age, he can be his own father, so whose husband should he be? Even husbands hate it.
However, the initiative to drink or not to drink chicken soup is not in one's own hands.
This old guy must have schizophrenia, he was smiling just a second ago, and he can turn his face faster than a book.
"Sister, I gave you a face. For your own good, don't you understand? Give me a quick drink."
Ten minutes later, the big bowl of chicken soup was poured into two big bowls by the pervert.
The few hours after that were my alone time and also my sober time.
The pervert would run to the window to have a look at herself from time to time outside, and she spent the whole afternoon thinking about how to escape from this ghost place.
In the evening, after a day of sweltering heat, the rain finally fell, bringing a bit of coolness. Between lightning and thunder, the murky air wafted the moist smell of mud.
This kind of aura seemed to bring hope to Yuan Xiaofang, it was a kind of aura that made her feel connected with the outside world.
This heavy rain has never stopped, and a corner of the house began to leak rain.
When the ticking sound counted to one hundred, the old pervert appeared in the room.
As if rolling through the mud, he took a bucket and connected it to the leaking place covered in mud. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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