There are even snacks to eat. Ｘ

The treatment of this kidnapping is inevitably too good.

Luo Nanchu sat cross-legged on the bed wrapped in a blanket, holding the sausage in his mouth and listening to the man eat.

It was close to noon, and the sun was scorching, but the temperature in the room was just right.

Luo Nan had lunch at the beginning and leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

In the distance, there were shouts and gunshots from the crowd, and it must have been chaos somewhere, but because of this person's presence, she didn't feel scared at all.

By the time he finished eating Luo Nanchu's leftovers, Luo Nanchu had already fallen asleep sitting against the wall.

She was still draped in that brown blanket, her little face was crooked, a small beam of sunlight shone on her body, and her long hair was slightly messy and glowed golden by the sun, like a carefully edited photo taken by a magazine, with innate delicacy and delicacy.

If such a woman appears in such a place, she will be swallowed to the point that there is no bone left.

He walked over and pulled the blanket slightly, blocking the sunlight that fell on Luo Nanchu's face, and then walked outside the door, took back all the clothes that Luo Nanchu had sunned outside, and put them within her reach.

Then he stood on the edge of the bed and looked at her for a moment, then he turned and left the room.

Luo Nanchu was raised by him like this.

For the first few days, she had been eating instant noodles, but gradually, she was able to eat.

Sometimes there are breads and small cakes.

In addition to not being allowed to go out and taking off her blindfold, she was almost taken care of by him.

Luo Nan tried every means to take off the blindfold, but failed, her anklet and the lock on the blindfold were all on that person, unless she stole it, or she couldn't unlock it.

It was getting dark.

Luo Nanchu had dinner and sat on the bed with a blanket.

The man sat not far away, as if sharpening a knife, and the sound of the knife in the darkness had a kind of silence and tranquility.

He coughed a few lowly.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Luo Nanchu hugged his legs and raised his head to look in the direction where the voice came.

Because the eyes can't see, the sense of smell and hearing is particularly sensitive.

She knew that the wounds on this person's body had gradually increased in recent times.

Whenever he returned, he would bring back a faint smell of blood.

He coughs sometimes.

Other than that, no sound will be made.

This person treats her very detachedly, and hardly has any physical contact with her except for daily care.

He looks like Fu Tingyuan, but he doesn't look like Fu Tingyuan.

Luo Nanchu wrapped his legs around and buried his face in his legs.

He coughed lowly again.

The sound of coughing hit her ear, making her heart pound slightly.

He hid the smooth, shiny dagger in his pocket.

Then he stood up and glanced at Luo Nanchu, who was sitting on the bed holding his legs.

She was extraordinarily quiet tonight, sitting there with her legs crossed at the moment, and she still looked a little pitiful.

He wanted to be locked up here by him for a week, and she probably couldn't stand it anymore.

He glanced at her bare wrists and shoulders outside the blanket, she had been looking much better lately, and it might be time to send her back.

This kind of ghost place is not suitable for a woman like Luo Nanchu to stay for too long.

Luo Nanchu hugged his legs and sat on the bed and waited.

The sun was shining on her, it was already noon, and the man should be back soon.