Secret love becomes a marriage

Ji Zimo panicked a little. Everything he experienced at the moment was too strange. It was really too strange. Ji Zimo even thought that she was a ghost, but it was obviously impossible. Where are ghosts in the world? Not to mention this, what just happened is so real. It's like being in an illusory world!

Ji Zimo shook his head and threw away the strange ideas in his mind.

At the same time, she also stopped rushing towards the man. This place must have used some high-tech things, so that the distance between her and the man looks similar and the actual distance is far away. No matter how she runs towards him, she can't run to him.

"Why did miss Ji stop?"

So there was no need to run towards him.

Ji Zimo stopped completely, and after she stopped, she didn't speak. She stood there straight, with hate eyes straight ahead. She didn't know how far away from her.

But Ji Zimo knows that no matter how far away he is from himself, he must know everything she has done and the hatred in her eyes, and he must feel it thoroughly.

Quiet down, without the "noise" of footsteps and the "disturbance" of heavy and rapid breathing, the moment of such a large space is quiet.

Although such silence will make people feel suffocating, Ji Zimo likes it very much. Yes, compared with this silence, what is more terrible is the man's voice. Therefore, he would rather feel this almost suffocating silence than hear the man's voice.

But it backfired. Everything I'm going through today always backfired.

"Why doesn't miss Ji speak?"

Ji Zimo didn't answer the man's words, so after a while, the man continued to make a sound, and there was no displeasure in his voice. He seemed to have a good temper.

"I have nothing to say to you murderer."

Good temper? Can a person who knows nothing and doesn't know anything assert that?

Obviously not. In addition, his mother died under his hands, so even if it is true, she hates and hates this person. In addition, Ji Zimo, the murderer is not kind, especially his mother. Especially when he talked about this matter just now, the wind and cloud in his tone are light.

"Miss Ji, don't be a murderer. It hurts people's hearts to hear this. Don't look like a dead mother. It's pathetic and seeping. Especially the eyes you stare at me. Ouch, it's really seeping. I can't sleep at night."

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Ignoring the man's joking tone and his other mess, Ji Zimo spoke solemnly and seriously.

"Eh..." the man made a surprised sound and then said, "how old is Miss Ji?"

"How old I am is none of your business." Ji Zimo was annoyed by the man and couldn't help but burst out a rude remark.

"Stop your anger, Miss Ji. I just think that Miss Ji looks very young, but from the conversation just now, it seems that Miss Ji's memory is not very good, so I can't help asking, Miss Ji, don't be angry. For one thing, it's easy to get old. You know, it's easy to get angry all the time, and you'll get wrinkles. For another thing..." the man lengthens the tail: "It's easy to move fetal Qi, which is bad for the children in your stomach."

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When the man's words fell down, Ji Zimo's face changed. Although before that, her face was not very good. It can be said that she was bloodless and white, but now it's even worse. It's only for the last sentence of the man that involves the child.

Ji Zimo doesn't want to watch her child die in front of her eyes.

But Ji Zimo didn't answer the man's words. At this time, Ji Zimo felt that she should adhere to the attitude she just had towards the men who kidnapped her, that is, the men in front of her who turned their back to her, wait quietly, and wait for them to tell her what they want and do.

"Miss Ji, I just like you very much. I want to keep you here as a guest for a few days. I just told you."

"Somebody, take Miss Ji to her room."

Probably Ji Zimo kept a cold face and ignored him. The man's patience gradually ran out. He put away those laziness, his tone became sharp and gloomy.

Ji Zimo's heart jumped heavily when he heard the man's words, but he insisted on keeping silent. Yes, silence is the best counterattack at the moment. Some people, especially those who live in the upper class and are high above, like to see others live like ants. When he is very free, he sees others as impatient and funny as a clown.

Ji Zimo doesn't want to be that clown!

"Miss Ji, I have prepared a very good room for you. I think you will like it very much."

The man gave her the last word with respect.

Listen, Ji Zimo is very frightened. She always feels that she is going to receive very bad scenes, pictures and things.

But

Unexpectedly, it's really good.

Yes, when the man said this, someone came up to her and held her, but it was better to hold her than to control her, but it was not very strong. He controlled her to go outside and go to the place the man told her.

Very good. The door of the room opens in front of him. Ji Zimo can hardly control his eyes when he sees the situation in the room. There is amazing light rippling.

Later, as the man said, she lived and was taken care of very "well". She lived in a room like a princess, ate very exquisite meals, and no one came to embarrass her.

The only bad thing is that she is like under house arrest. She can't leave the room.

Yes, like a canary in prison, although he has no worries about food and clothing, he doesn't have a little freedom.

So this kind of good is just superficial. The surface is incredible. In fact, she has unspeakable inner pain and suffering. It can be seen from Ji Zimo's eyes that her dark circles are heavy as if she had been beaten. This is a proof that she hasn't slept much and rested well in the past few days.

"Ask the man behind you. He invited me to be a guest for a few days. How long do you want me to stay here?"

On the fourth day, Ji Zimo was finally out of breath. If she didn't leave here again, she would go crazy. Especially, she didn't know what kind of situation was outside. Did she describe it as a waste of troops and horses? How's he doing? What is he doing?