Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 934 Abnormal Room Escape 2
First there was a light "click", followed by a suffocating silence followed by a "beep", and then the dull sound of closing the door.

He Xiaoman judged that this was at least the sound of two doors being opened and then closed.

Then, very regular footsteps came towards her step by step.

He Xiaoman suddenly began to struggle violently, even though he knew he couldn't move.

Not moving, being unable to move, and not wanting to move are three completely different behaviors, which naturally represent three completely different results.

The distance from the door to He Xiaoman's location was not too far, the man only walked ten steps.

It may be the instinctive reaction of this body, He Xiaoman only felt that the hairs stood on end, and an emotion of anger and fear made her body tremble slightly.

Presumably the host must have had an extremely terrifying experience before she died, which is why she has this reaction now.

Quiet, suffocating quiet.

He Xiaoman moves every part that can show movement, even a strand of hair.

This is a normal reaction of ordinary people. If she remains motionless, this person must have some doubts about her immediately.

Bubu didn't mean that the host died on the tenth day of marriage. Since the host is just an ordinary person, as long as He Xiaoman conforms to the performance of an ordinary person, he will have at least ten days to live.

"Ah!"

A very light laugh, so light that He Xiaoman almost thought it was his hallucination.

She tried to mobilize her whole body to express her struggle.

"Ha ha."

"Ayan, do you want to know where you are now?"

He Xiaoman showed her willingness to nod, but in fact she couldn't move, and she didn't even know if she showed it in such a movement.

There was a warm and unfamiliar touch on the face, followed by the sound of "呲啦,呵啦" continuously, and the sense of light in front of He Xiaoman's eyes became stronger and stronger. After the last "呵啦", He Xiaoman's eyes A pain, followed by a sudden dazzling light.

He Xiaoman quickly closed his eyes and then slowly opened them, closed them and opened them again, and finally got used to the change from darkness to light.

The man in front of her was wearing a very pale pink shirt, which was so pale that it was almost white. He Xiaoman didn't know what he was wearing underneath. She could only see the man's upper body.

As soon as he regained his vision, He Xiaoman took a quick look at his location and the surrounding environment.

It was a strange room, so narrow that it could barely accommodate a single bed.

He Xiaoman can only explore everything within his sight through a limited perspective.

She probably knew why she was motionless.

At this moment, her whole body was covered with a kind of black tape, and she didn't know how many layers it was wrapped tightly.

The sound of "呵呵呵啦" before was nothing more than Zhong Cheng tearing off the tape that sealed his eyes layer by layer.

He Xiaoman felt a little relieved now, thinking that the itching and soreness in her body was just caused by the long-term restraint leading to the blocked blood vessels, not because she was disabled or drugged.

Although she had let go of her heart, she was still very angry, and she kept singing "The Chrysalis Man" to express her emotions with her body.

Because the layers of tape were tightly bound, let alone move, she couldn't even speak.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed it. The high-quality man in front of him, who was incomparably extravagant in just a shirt, exuded an elite aristocratic temperament, turned out to be a B-state!
Out-and-out B state!
It seemed that He Xiaoman's futile struggle, anger and panic pleased Zhong Cheng, his chest vibrated again and let out a happy laugh.

"Honey, are you hungry?"

He Xiaoman stared angrily.

"Hehe. Not hungry? Not thirsty?"

Zhong Cheng didn't think she was disobedient at all, on the contrary, he was considerate and caring like a real newlyweds. After finishing all the work and seeing off the guests, the groom asked his wife if she was tired.

In fact?

All idiots know that He Xiaoman can't express any opinions in this state, so what if he's hungry or thirsty?She can't even shake her head and nod, what are you asking?

This person has been talking to himself in such a gentle and considerate tone since he appeared.

It looks like a gentleman, but in fact, there is a kind of pride and self-confidence in the bones, and the victory is sure.

I just know you can't do anything, I just want to tease you and piss you off, what?

"Did you really not notice so much blood?"

He took out a mirror so that He Xiaoman could see that his whole body was indeed wrapped in circles, except that the ring finger of his left hand was not bound, and he was holding a small hot water bottle in the palm of his hand.

He Xiaoman's pupils shrank.

She has a bunch of dirty words to pour out.

Recalling that when I first entered this festival, I heard the sound of "tick" water, thinking that the tap was not turned off or it was raining outside.

fart!
It was her body, and her ring finger was bleeding.

I don't know what kind of medicine was used on the wound, and with the effect of the hot water bottle, the not too big wound has never clotted, and it has been bleeding slowly.

In the flashing picture of the man putting away the mirror, He Xiaoman saw something in a glass bowl, and a third of her blood had been released out of the glass bowl.

"Ayan, are you really angry? Your face is flushed with anger. You look more beautiful than usual when you are angry. Girls, you should be bright and flamboyant. What do you look like? I am Marrying a wife is not about picking a servant, are you right?"

There was a slight warmth on his cheek, and the man put his hand away, but with the other hand, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and kept wiping it, as if he had touched something dirty.

"Are you hungry? Not hungry? Eat even if you're not hungry. I don't like you abusing your stomach, be good."

The man still walked at the same pace as when he came, taking ten steps and walking to the door.

When I came back, I already had an extra plate in my hand.

Then came the familiar sound of "呵呵呵啦", and He Xiaoman's mouth was exposed.

It wasn't until this time that He Xiaoman realized why she couldn't even hum.

Her mouth was stuffed with anesthesia, so even after it was cleaned, she still grinned and drooled like a hemiplegic.

And the man fed a mouthful of porridge with a distressed face, and manually held He Xiaoman's chin one by one as if swallowing, part of the hot porridge flowed into his mouth, and it was so hot that He Xiaoman's mouth had already had an unknown number of blisters, but he was numb. Under the influence of Y, I don't know the pain at all.

The other part snakes along the corners of the mouth and chin to the neck.

Under layers of tape wrapping, He Xiaoman still felt hot.

"Isn't it delicious? I ordered someone to prepare it specially for you, coriander porridge." With a malicious smile, he added the only dish: "And coriander mashed potatoes."

He Xiaoman suddenly opened her eyes wide, she vaguely remembered that the host's body was allergic to coriander!

(End of this chapter)