I woke up at the beginning, looked up at the familiar light pink bed curtains, and sighed, I was back before liberation.
She had died twenty times because of the big devil—the target of her attack—the obstacle to her regaining freedom. At first she thought about it, and she could publish a book "On One Hundred Ways of Death."
The girl stared at the person in front of her, her pupils trembling, she swallowed her saliva and was speechless.
"Shh." The boy's eyes were smiling, as bright as spring flowers, like the first ray of sunshine seen after lunch, making people feel warm and hopeful. Of course, the premise of all this is to remove the little "red plum" on the young man's face. He put his index finger between his lips, raised the corners of his mouth, stared at Yi Shi, and said naturally: "Be good, if you don't obey, you will die."
Yi Shi nodded.
Purpose: Cherish life