Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 248 What kind of love, what kind of indulgence.

"You said, you really want to go with me to get the certificate, and you won't regret it." Huo Qi turned his head and looked at her seriously.

The girl couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't know what to say to comfort him right now, so she stretched out her hand and squeezed the man's round buttocks, and said with a smirk, "Yeah, Young Master Huo, what kind of love are you here for?"

This intimate act really captured the man's heart.

He smiled like the second idiot at the entrance of the village, bit his lower lip, shyly nudged the girl with his arm.

"hate~"

"Go back to the room, take a shower, and sleep." Jiang Niannian suppressed a smile, turned around and went back to the ward, Huo Qi followed closely with small steps.

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Bureau of Prisons.

It is located in the suburbs, and there are very few people around it. Perhaps it is because it is unlucky to be next to a prison, so there are no buildings around it, only abandoned buildings, and weeds everywhere.

The moonlight in winter is hazy, white clouds fly overhead, and the ground is the shadow of clouds moving slowly.

On one of the highest top floors, there was a man in a dark green jacket, holding up a telescope to observe the terrain of the prison.

After observing it all night, he came to a conclusion: it was impenetrable.

Jiang Fengming didn't want to risk the crime of breaking into a prison to do business. There are many ways to go to prison in this world, and he wouldn't choose the stupidest one.

So, how to enter it dignifiedly?

It is natural to choose the one that does not break the law and is upright.

In the current prison, there are single iron beds and ten people in a room. Every night, when various snoring sounds are heard, it seems like someone is singing an opera in the room.

People who go to prison are naturally not good people.

They are all bad in their own way.

And in this place where the environment is dirty, the thinking is dirty, and the personality is dirty, the weak will only be bullied.

Not to mention how difficult it is for a person like Zhou Mochen who can't take care of himself.

In the middle of the night, when everyone was asleep, he was lying quietly on the iron bed alone.

The quilt on his bed was snatched from the day it was sent out.

All his belongings were snatched and sent to the boss here.

In each cubicle, there is one out of ten people who is called the boss. He may be tall and burly, or he may be tall and hot-tempered, but he must have some strengths anyway.

"Hey, new guy, why are you hanging out with us in a wheelchair?"

This was the first sentence Zhou Mochen was asked when he came here, and he didn't know how to answer it, so he kept silent.

Unexpectedly, it was because he kept silent that he completely angered the boss here.

"Damn it, you are a cripple, why are you pretending to be cold here, I ask you something, will you fucking answer it!"

"Fuck! Take off his pants for me, I'll see if he's a cripple or a man!"

These people have been bored in this room all year round, and they have long since become abnormal.

What can't be done?

They can do anything.

If the prison guards hadn't arrived in time, Zhou Mochen would have been tortured to death naked.

"7026, do I need to change another room for you?" This is what the female prison guard said to him.

She was the only female prison guard in the prison, and also the only one who had a secretive heart towards Zhou Mochen.

When Zhou Mochen heard the words, he thought he had heard it wrong, and raised his head to look at her in a daze.There was only a small piece of sunlight coming in through the small window, but it all fell on her shoulders.

Is she trying to save him?

It's ridiculous, how could anyone in this world want to save me?

"Change room?" The young man smiled lowly, then slowly raised his head, with a sarcastic smile in his deer eyes: "A room with you?"

As soon as these words came out, the reform-through-labour prisoners in the cubicle burst into laughter, and that laughter pierced Zhou Mochen's heart like a sharp sword.

He himself smiled, but there were faint tears at the end of his eyes.

The female prison guard standing in front of him knocked off the edge of the iron bed with her baton.

The sound of 'bang bang bang' made the place quiet.

"Shut up, do you still want to eat?"

This sentence means to the reform-through-labour prisoners: do you want to live?
Living in prison, if you can't eat, is tantamount to death.

All the reform-through-labour prisoners booed and remained silent. The female prison guard gave Zhou Mochen a deep look, then snorted, and walked out with a cold face.

Perhaps, she felt that she shouldn't have helped him at all, and she couldn't live for a few more days, so she just died here.

After the female prison guard left, there was a long mess of laughter and noise in the cubicle.

"It's ok, the newcomer dares to moles the female prison guard, he has two tricks."

"With your hemiplegic appearance, people probably don't think much of you."

"But you do have a pretty face."

"It would be great if you were a woman. Give me some joy."

"You can be happy even if you are a man." I don't know who said this sentence suddenly, and the people in the cubicle suddenly fell silent.

This quietness as if the god of death had come, made Zhou Mochen's eyebrows flutter.

In order to prevent the disgusting thing from happening again, Zhou Mochen wet his pants.

As soon as a few men blindfolded approached, they smelled a smell of urine, and then they felt sick and wanted to throw up on the bed.

"Damn it, it's fucking disgusting, fuck you, get the hell out of here!"

"Damn, you peed your pants, it's so dirty."

"How coquettish, throw him in the toilet."

"Close it in the toilet, don't let it out, shit, it's really disgusting to his uncle."

Zhou Mochen was thrown into the toilet by two people, they didn't care whether he was sitting comfortably or not, it was like throwing garbage.

When the boy was thrown into the toilet, he threw his whole face towards the smelly pit. If he hadn't supported it with his hands, he might have really eaten shit.

It took him a lot of effort to get back into the wheelchair.

He likes being here.

Even though it's smelly and dirty, it's quiet.

No one would suddenly approach him and beat him, and no one would look at him with disgusting and weird eyes.

Only when he was alone, he felt that his breathing was smooth.

But how could these perverts let him go?
Even if he is thrown into the toilet, someone will take the opportunity of going to the toilet to urinate on his face.

"Are you thirsty? Why don't you drink water when I bring you water?"

"Fuck, don't be shameless."

"Give me a drink."

"Fuck, believe it or not, I kicked you to meet Hades!"

Zhou Mochen offended the boss again because he didn't cooperate. The punishment was that everyone crowded into the small space in the toilet, took off their pants and urinated on him.

This is their bad taste.

It is also the reason why Zhou Mochen is unwilling to change the cubicle, he understands human nature too well.

How can a person who can go to prison have a heart of compassion?

Even if he moved from this compartment to another compartment, it would only be to meet some new perverts.

What's the point?
If he was asked to learn some new perverted tricks, he might as well rot in this dirty toilet.

"Zhou Mochen, you're so dirty."

(End of this chapter)