A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

There was a buzzing sound.

The strong sense of fear was infinitely magnified in this unpopular room.

The pounding heartbeat became faster and faster.

It seems that anytime, anywhere may jump out of the throat.

Liu Mengru desperately wanted to open her mouth and scream.

But a rough piece of cloth was stretched out of place on either side of her mouth and behind her head. No matter how much she yelled, she couldn't utter a continuous sentence, only grunting screams.

Liu Mengru shook vigorously, trying to break free from the rope binding her wrist.

I don't know how to tie the rope, the more she struggles, the tighter it is, and the same is true for the rope trapped on her feet.

What's more, the rope was still tied to the chair she was sitting on, which was not very stable, and it wobbled to and fro with the slightest movement.

"Ugh, woohoo..."

The wrists and ankles were strangled by the rope.

Liu Mengru screamed, struggled, and kept tossing herself to make more noises!

But even if she made the whole room thump, no one paid any attention to her, let alone someone let her go.

The more she thought about it, the colder Liu Mengru became, she also calmed down.

She tried her best to curl herself up, as if she wanted to seek the last bit of warmth that could comfort her in this eerily quiet and cold room.

Discrete thoughts, but also gradually return.

Liu Mengru regained a little bit of reason, and there was only one question left in her anxious heart.

——Why did this happen, and what on earth would they do to her?

Time, a minute and a second passed.

abruptly—

Squeak!

The heavy opening of the door broke the quiet and somewhat eerie dull atmosphere in the room.

Liu Mengru looked down at the prestige, but she raised her head, turned around in the air, then lowered her head again, and hugged herself even tighter.

who is it? !

Why can't she hear any footsteps?

Liu Mengru, who was already panicked, became even more suspicious.

But because her eyes were covered with a layer of light-blocking cloth, she couldn't see even the bright light, let alone seeing people.In addition to fear, she was afraid in her heart, so she could only shrink herself more like a dumpling and carefully protect herself.

However, the sky fails to fulfill one's wishes.

There was an earth-shattering cry of ghosts and gods, a scream that would make one's hair stand on end, piercing the cold and heavy silence here sharply.

"what--"

The scream was like a breaking wind, with a gloomy vibe.

It pierced through Liu Mengru's eardrums and almost made her tremble directly.

"Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu, save me... My throat is almost burnt through... Aunt Liu... Poison..."

"Liu Mengru, you bitch! I promised to help you, but you still want to kill me, you bitch, bitch! Come to hell with me! Hahahaha..."

"This is hell, hahaha... You also have today, Liu Mengru, hahaha..."

"..."

Bao Jinghan leaned behind the door, holding a small palm-sized speaker in his hand.

There was a vague sneer on the corner of his mouth.

She was listening to the ever-changing cold, resentful, or hateful voices from the speakers.While admiring Liu Mengru's pitiful appearance of gradually collapsing in this ghostly, disgusting and terrifying voice!

But no matter how Liu Mengru struggled or resisted.

That ghostly voice, like a three-dimensional surround, wrapped her tightly and made her fall into it!