(Cat fluttering Chinese A few delicate and graceful birds and finches rested on a clean table, gently next to each other, humming tunes. Please search (@¥) to see the most complete!

Suddenly, the girl subconsciously left the round table, took a step, and chased a few steps. However, it didn't take long for the cage fence with flashing white pillars of light to block her path. The colorful birds, on the other hand, escaped through the cracks in the fence and escaped from the cage that did not belong to them, and then flew into the distance.

It is a round table made of imported "jazz white" marble, carefully forged, which is as cold as snow and as solid as a rock. On the other side, it is also made of luxurious raw materials that are unimaginable to ordinary people, and it is appropriately made, with a layer of roller blinds.

In addition, the spacious floor is also covered with tiles as smooth as ice sculptures, which are also snow-white, from the gate of the iron cage, along the center of the circle, through a line, the diameter is about ten meters wide, the cold fence, circled into a circle, even the ceiling, is all made of beautiful and brilliant silver, pieced together with each other.

In addition, on the periphery of the cage, several glittering gold chains can be seen passing through the circular hook of the birdcage, stretching in different directions from east, west, south, and north, and finally joining the huge, thick branches.

All in all, this little house is more like an empty house of different shapes than a prison, because from time to time some birds and butterflies will fly in through the cracks in the railing, and these little spiritual animals can enter and rest their feet almost without any restrictions.

In other words, this is a luxurious, elegant, charming, but lonely, bleak empty prison.

Now, twenty days have passed. No, no, the exact number of days she was incarcerated, she couldn't figure it out herself. There was not even a clock here, and there was no precise probability of the passage of time, although there were only twenty-four hours of each day, but when she was imprisoned in the dark basement in the depths of the mountains, she could not tell whether it was noon, noon, or late because she could not see the sun at all.

But soon, when the aristocratic guests tossed day and night, using various means, her only biological clock also fell apart, and disintegrated miserably in the blazing torrent that overturned the river and the sea.

But fortunately, these days, there are no bad guys to bully herself, so quietly staying in this "boudoir" specially built for her, boring days, day by day - heaven and earth flow through the hourglass, she can only judge the flow of the day according to the rise and fall of the sun, moon and stars.

At that time—

When she was imprisoned by the bad guys, she didn't feel so scared, she didn't break the law or commit crimes, and the reliable partners she wanted to find had appeared in her life process one after another, and it was enough to be able to get the love of her partners and finally be successfully rescued, which was enough to make her feel very gratified.

However, she was shrouded in a terrifying nightmare, and was swept into a dark whirlpool by a ** ruthless rush. In addition, the only aperture on her side of her body was constantly flickering, and she didn't know what she would become next, and every time she imagined these nightmare scenes, Fiana would hug her shoulders and start sobbing alone.

Then, with her red cheeks fluttering, she went to the bathroom, which was covered only by a curtain, and in this small room in warm tones, at the end of the bath, hung a mirror made of artificial crystal. Here is a reflection of her face, and there is a slight difference from the usual, probably because of the long-term devastation, the excessive consumption of essence, since she was abducted, her face was much haggard.

In this way, she stared at the image of the mirror with a somewhat dull gaze, and there was a cold chill from the smooth jade floor under her feet, and under this mischievous house, she was shocked to find that she did not even have a pair of sandals!

At first, she thought she had been trafficked into the mansion of a wealthy family. But for now, she realizes that things may not be so simple. At a certain moment, she inadvertently touched some virtual interface, and when she opened it, it turned out to be an officially produced introduction video. At this time, she figured out that this place was not the present world she was familiar with, but a new "string world"!

No matter how much despicable torture I will endure in my body, my heart will never succumb to such an obscene act!"

Lying on the cold bathroom floor, she crossed her hands, hugged her hot chest, and let the shower head sprinkle the deliberately low water flow on her unconcealed ketone body. Fiana stretched the pigeon's blood-red eyes wide, staring helplessly at the steaming ceiling, her heart about to collapse, and she didn't stop calling the names of her friends for a moment:

Otherwise, if it continues like this, the slave family ~~~

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