Chapter 126

Zi was sneered by me and her body retreated again, but she still didn't forget to express his opinion. However, I can't see who is a lunatic, but you can definitely see that,

Ah Zi was kicked to the ground before she finished speaking

The anger was so high that he said. I gasped and made up my feet. I wanted to go out, but I was still dead here. I had nothing to say. I put on the naked facts.

Sure enough, Zi's expression was reduced. Although she was still in a dilemma, it was much better than before

I listen to you. I answered my purple softly. The face I had left was naked embarrassment and humiliated indignation on my face.

I felt a little funny. Why didn't he see this indignant expression when others humiliated him? Is it because I am too weak. He doesn't need to cover up in front of me, or being raped is better than being regarded as a madman

Zi went out soon, I stayed in the room and thought about the current situation

But Xin was quickly arrested by Zi, was it appropriate for him to pretend to be a lunatic?

Although it is normal to be crazy in this sex slave concentration camp, in the eyes of ordinary people, would Mr. Qi think so?

And there is Lan Yu, would he think of Zi as my person?

Thinking of this, I couldn't sit still and wanted to go out and call Zi back, but I can only think about it, how dare I go out

Maybe others won't think so much at all. Only me, the person who planned it myself, would think so much. I comfort myself like this.

After a while, suddenly there was a knock on the door outside who heard it? How could anyone come? I took a cup on the table and bullied me close to the door and waited for the next move of the person outside the door.

Ling, it's me, Zi The familiar voice outside the door made me almost kneel down, and at this time I realized how tired I was. Since I walked out of the cemetery, my heart has been tense and never relaxed.

Opening the door, I slowly walked towards the bed, and the cup in my hand was still on the floor

Zi looked at the cup and looked at it, but it quickly returned to normal. There was another madman in Building 3. His voice was very excited, that was the excitement of finding a scapegoat.

But this news is really good news for me. Really?

Zi saw me in surprise and became more and more comfortable. Well, after I went out, I suddenly remembered that there was a lunatic here. He did not participate in the last time he was nude.

I was shocked. Zi said this last time, but on the other hand, he also knew a lot about what happened last time.

Suppressing my doubts, I put my energy on this unknown madman

Why didn't he participate in the last incident?

This madman is different from other madmen. He never comes out. There is someone around him taking care of him. Actually, I didn’t know that he was caught in three buildings and played. He only realized when he ran into his room when he ran away.

Speaking of this, Zi approached me and said to me mysteriously, this lunatic is very old, 40 years old.

40 years old? This really made me curious. Is there still a 40-year-old person in this concentration camp? He is ugly?

I didn't see clearly, but I just felt that my skin was very white, no, it was very pale. Zi shook her head, it should have been staying in the room all the time

Did the person who cared for him see clearly? Not to mention the lunatics, they are both sex slaves, why are some people willing to take care of him?

That man was in his 20s and felt very pretty. Although he had looked at him, he was too hasty at that time and didn't look carefully.

I stood up, thought, and turned around and asked Zi, are you sure he is a lunatic?

Yes Zi nodded. I've asked other people, he seems to be the one who stayed in the concentration camp for the longest time.

Can he do it? I looked at him

Zi hides from my eyes. If it is what you say, it should be OK.

The expression on his face has not changed, but he is laughing in his heart. Can only the madman communicate with the madman?

You go out, I'll think about it

The sound of the door closing was my body lying on the bed. Is it a body that is no longer tender, waiting for the price?

According to Zi, I went to Building 3 that night and stood in front of the madman's door without any suspense. I gently pushed open the door, but was shocked by the harmonious scene inside.

The two side faces that were sleeping in embrace each other were expanded unlimitedly by the soft moonlight. The intertwined hair told me the relationship between the two.

I stood there in a daze. When I came to my senses, the two people on the bed had already woken up.

Why are you crying?

A young voice penetrated into my ears and I raised my hand to stroke my face. The wet fingertips told me why I was crying. Are I moved by the harmonious scene in front of me so much that I cried?

I've been wiping my face randomly, I don't know what to say. I've thought there were two people in this room, but I never thought I would cry. This was completely beyond my expectations.

The man who had just spoken walked down and walked towards me barefoot, and reached in front of me, reaching my hand

Reflectively back, grabbing his hand

Soon there was a cry of pain in his mouth. Why did you catch me if it hurts? I just wanted to wipe your tears. His face raised was a crying expression.

This has restored my mood

I let go of my hand and looked at another person on the bed

Finally came His voice didn't look like a madman's voice at all

Zi is lying to me! These words flashed into my mind immediately, and I stepped back and wanted to escape.

Don't leave! When the man saw the meaning of leaving, he shouted loudly. The man who was still wiping his tears immediately grabbed my sleeve when he heard the man's voice

I was secretly yelling, I was looking for lies that I could hide from the past. I just came to the concentration camp and walked around.

The man sitting on the bed looked at me suspiciously, "Aren't you here to kill me?"

Kill him? What does it mean? Seeing my puzzled look, the man seemed very depressed, and waved his hand, put him on his clothes.

Yi quickly let go of me and walked to the man, Master, why do you want to die?

The man called the young master reached out to touch the head of the shirt, but I was cold on the side without saying anything. I wanted to leave, but somehow my feet seemed to have taken root. I was fixed in place, and I didn't move at all.

Since it's not here to kill me, let's go. The man glanced at me and then focused on stroking the head of his clothes.

Through the moonlight, the man's pale face looks even more sick. I think even if no one kills him, he will not live long.

When the clothes beside him were carefully looked at, he realized that his head seemed a little abnormal, because he was pillowing in a man's hand, and his face, which was in his 20s, showed the expression of a child.

Is it mentally retarded?

I know it's rude to think like this, but I still think of this word

Maybe Zi didn't lie to me. The real crazy person is not this person called the young master, but this one

Not leaving yet? The man's sick face was a pair of sharp eyes, which was the sharpness that had been settled by the years. I retreated with a little shivering

Master, don’t bet on him, don’t you see him crying just now?

Yi ran to me and held me. His smile was absolutely sincere. Don't be afraid. My young master is the best person in the world. He is very gentle. Don't be afraid.

Shake my head, I smiled at Yi

You look good when you smile. Although you look good when you cry just now, you are so sad. Their clothes are about the same height as me.

Looking straight into his eyes, there were innocent eyes, which were children's eyes

I blushed at the thought that he was mentally retarded. The man in front of me just had a child's heart