She is not a fool, the prison is a place where no one cares about her hunger and cold.

These must be Ximen Longting's orders.

She was rolling the ointment in her hands, protecting her face... how ironic.

But until now, she finally figured out Ximen Longting's purpose. If so, she will not be imprisoned here for the rest of her life, he is just waiting for her to compromise.

Jing Jiaren lay sleepily on the bed. She was so tired that she had no time to think about it and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I was awakened by the sound of the bell.

No one opened the door for her to fuck, she was forgotten...

Lying on the bed, she seemed to have arrived in a large dormitory, and heard the chaotic sounds outside.

Not long after, those voices disappeared again, probably after washing up, they went to the open space to let the wind out.

Jing Jiaren slept for a while, and the jailer opened the door and came in to deliver breakfast.

Jing Jiaren sat lazily on the bed and deliberately asked, "Why, don't I have to go to work?"

"You are in confinement, and you can't go anywhere these days."

So confinement is such a good treatment?

Breakfast is served with nourishing eight-treasure porridge, a basket of exquisite Xiaolongbao, a basket of dumplings, a bowl of boiled soup, a few croissants and side dishes.

Such a rich breakfast, the portion is also very large, three people can't finish it.

Jing Jiaren watched the jailer set up breakfast, and stood aside: "Go wash your hands and come over to eat."

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a jailer, but like a servant who serves.

While Jing Jiaren hesitated, the jailer turned up the volume: "What are you still doing, No. 8567, I only give you 5 minutes to brush your teeth and wash your hands. You must have breakfast. This is the prison's rule!"

Putting rules on her again, afraid that she would starve to death?

When Jing Jiaren was washing, she stared at the mirror and thought, could this room be decorated by Ximen Longting?

The jailer's voice sounded darkly behind her: "Be careful when you wipe your face."

"..."

"You forgot what you said last night?"

Jing Jiaren was holding a wet towel, and then remembered that there was a wound on her forehead, and the jailer asked her to bypass this place to clean it. Even if a Band-Aid was applied, it would not be good for the wound to rub back and forth like this.

Jing Jiaren's eyes rolled, Ximen Longting cared so much only because of her face.

What good mood swings does she have?Could it be that she still wants to thank Ximen Longting for his "care" for her?

He was just talking, using his power to force these jailers to treat her kindly...

Jing Jiaren didn't treat herself badly, she sat back at the table and ate breakfast leisurely.

The jailer is like an old woman, who will say that drinking more beauty porridge, which is added with medicinal effects, will help the wound.

After a while, let her eat more dumplings, filled with shrimps...

I just ate two and asked her to drink soup again.

Jing Jiaren frowned slightly: "I don't need you to teach me, I can eat."

Power is really a good thing, Ximen Longting can control the prison at will, as if it was run by his family.

After the prison guards removed the breakfast, Jing Jiaren turned on the TV, pressed the remote control for a while boredly, and chose a CD on the shelf to watch.

This way of confinement is really special.

With such treatment, those lazy people in the world would like to commit crimes and go to jail.

My heart is sour and astringent...

It was too late for him to use this flattering way now, and she also felt "very disingenuous" when he directed others.

She wanted to see, what would happen to Ximen Longting if she wasted all this time?

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