WIFE CAN'T ESCAPE MTL

Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

Song Luan was awake and slept in bed for three or four days. Someone fed her water every day. When she was groggy, she still remembered a low, hoarse voice in her ears.

When she opened her eyes, it was already the second day of the Chinese New Year. The window was covered with heavy snow, the window and the door were tightly closed, Song Luan sat up from the bed, her face was pale as paper, and her slender fingers pinched the bed sheet under her. The eyelashes twitched slightly, and he lifted his eyelids to look around, and there was no one in the room.

There is no other discomfort except for the soft body.

She moved her calf and heard a series of jingling sounds. Song Luan lifted the quilt and glanced at the extra silver chain on her ankle. She looked stunned, and then she laughed.

Look, all her guesses and worries have been fulfilled.

The male owner is a perverted dog.

With a squeak, the door was opened. The man in the dark gown came in, and the wind through the door blew away some of the heating in the room.

Song Luan's blank eyes suddenly became clear. She dragged the chain around her ankle. Her face was ugly and her tone was rather harsh. "Untie."

Zhao Nanyu sat silently beside her, gently stroked her face, and smiled palely and feebly, "You finally woke up."

His eyes were also haggard, and his lips were pale, and it seemed that he had not had a good time in the past two days when she was lethargic.

This child is also the flesh and blood of Zhao Nanyu. He had sincerely expected his coming. The poison was by himself. This child was also killed by his own hands. His heart was not made of stone. How could it not hurt? The tip of the heart seems to be stabbed into the barb, and it will only hurt even more if you want to take it out.

Holding a bowl of white porridge, Zhao Nanyu continued: "Let's eat something first."

Although Song Luan didn't have much energy, she glared at him with her chin up, "You untie it."

If Zhao Nanyu didn't hear it, Song Luan bowed his head and bite fiercely on his wrist. The sharp teeth pierced his skin and was deeply rooted in his flesh. The bite bleeds and he just let go.

Zhao Nanyu didn't seem to hurt, and didn't frown.

Song Luan was discouraged. She seemed to understand the reason for Zhao Nanyu's nerves. In fact, she was so ill at the end of the day that she was confused and nonsense, but only vaguely remembered what she said.

She smiled weakly and looked at Zhao Nanyu's eyes very calmly. She couldn't even find resentment against him in her eyes. "I said all that nonsense that day. You untie it, I won't run."

Song Luan took a deep breath and spoke lightly, "I'm like this now, what do you want?"

Her words were like a sharp sword, which pierced his heart directly.

Song Luan reminded Zhao Nanyu all the time that her sick and weak body looked like him.

Song Luan wanted to understand that it was boring to sneak away and not run away.

Doesn't she still have a family?

The blood on Zhao Nanyu's face gradually faded, and his eyes fell, and without a word, he took out the key that he had put with him, and untied the chains around her ankle.