Chapter 1122 Wife... Are you okay?

The voice is resolute.

After the words came, the person outside the door was about to close the door and leave.

Zhao Polu, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes and he gritted his teeth with great force.

Buzz!

In an instant, Zhao Polu rushed directly to the door like an arrow from Lisheng.

escape!

Must escape!

He was going to find Chen Dong and asked Chen Dong to save the girl named Gu Qingying!

After being detained here for such a long time, he dared not guess what Gu Qingying had encountered.

But the nightmare of the nightmare continues to intensify every night, which constantly makes Zhao Polu feel panic.

This is his promise to that girl!

Even if he is willing to pay for his life, he will do whatever he wants.

In the flash of lightning.

Zhao Polu's sight was getting closer and closer to the door.

His teeth were clenched, and he opened them gently, and said firmly: "I must go out, no one can stop me!"

boom!

A strong wind suddenly erupted.

Zhao Polu's expression suddenly changed and his pupils shrank.

In his sight, the open door closed with the force of the man outside, with the force of the thunder.

But he... had no time to slow down.

Bang!

"ah!"

Zhao Polu screamed like a pig, and he stuck his whole body to the door and slowly slid down to the ground.

On the door, where Zhao Polu's face hit, a pit appeared and cracked roads spread out toward the surroundings.

"It hurts, it hurts me so much. Damn it, I'll push you to your lungs, Bagaya Road..."

Zhao Polu lay on the ground, covering his face with his hands, cursing in pain, but blood flowed out between his fingers.

Almost at the same time.

There was a joke laugh outside the door: "It was quite loud, my face was hard!"

"Pulei Lao Mu, let me out!"

Zhao Polu's body trembled, and he clenched his fists and hit the door with force. His face was covered in blood, but he could not hide his anger.

"Stay here honestly. Without my permission, I can't save you. I will give you my life, you have to cherish it!"

The voice outside the door suddenly became firm and cold.

The sound of footsteps outside is getting farther and farther away.

Zhao Polu blew the blood in his nose, raised his hand and wiped the bleeding hard, staring at the closed door with his eyebrows and eyes.

"I don't believe it... I've learned all my life, but I can't escape this villa!"

Next second.

His eyes were raised and he looked at the roof.

"The dragon climbing technique should be able to escape from the roof!"

With a decision, Zhao Polu got up and moved the table to a suitable place, preparing to run and jump.

Outside the door, a hoarse voice sounded again.

"I have installed a power grid on the roof. If you have the avatar, you can climb up the dragon!"

Zhao Polu's body stiffened, and he suddenly ran by his heart.

His lips, which were stained with nosebleeds, were trembling constantly.

A jokey laughter came from outside the door again: "After all, it's the descendant of the thief, don't you use more means?"

Pick... Pick...

The footsteps went away again.

Zhao Polu sat dejectedly on the chair and sighed.

His eyes were empty and he was dejected.

However, the figure of the girl named Gu Qingying kept appearing in my mind.

How can I get out?

...

In the room.

The lights are bright.

But Gu Qingying was watching TV and staring silently.

Wuchang's plump body almost filled with a chair, and he was knitting a sweater in his hand. He would raise it from time to time, and compare it with Gu Qingying's body in the air.

One after another.

Gu Qingying frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Don't you feel very annoying?"

"No, the weather is getting colder and colder. I'll knit a sweater for you."

Wuchang lowered his head and knitted his sweater silently.

"Fake mercy!"

Gu Qingying's face was covered with a faint frost: "Will it be better to let me go?"

While knitting a sweater, Wuchang shook his head and said, "I can't put it, girl, how many times do you want me to say it?"

I am responsible for watching you, you are responsible for being watched by me, isn’t it great for us to live in peace?"

Gu Qingying's eyebrows and eyes drooped, but she stopped talking.

After living with Wuchang for so long, she also found that Wuchang was indeed just fulfilling her obligation to guard her.

As for the rest, Wuchang treats her like an elder treats her younger generations.

The impermanent sentence at that time woke her up. She was alive for three months, and perhaps there was hope.

But once you finish it, it will completely achieve the plot of the mysterious man and the fake Gu Qingying.

To live, eat well and sleep well.

In fact, apart from losing her freedom, she has no special restrictions in this house.

Even during this period, even that evil man rarely came.

In the whole house, she and Wuchang were the only ones.

After touching his stomach, Gu Qingying murmured: "Auntie, I'm hungry."

This title is the title that Gu Qingying and Wuchang have been together for many days and finally chose.

"Okay, there is still black chicken soup in the pot. I'll give you a hot drink of two more bowls."

Wuchang put down his sweater, got up and walked out.

Gu Qingying looked at Wuchang's departure with deep eyes.

Black chicken soup is not precious, but it is very troublesome to stew and is also suitable for recuperation.

Especially for women like her who have never recovered from miscarriage.

Impermanence is actually quite considering her in terms of diet.

Retracting his gaze, Gu Qingying looked at the TV, but he was unconscious of what was playing on the TV.

He murmured in a low voice: "Zhao Polu... are you still alive?

Have you told Chen Dong?"

...

"Little Shadow!"

In the room, Chen Dong suddenly woke up from his memories, his eyes wide open, as if lightning was shot out from his eyes.

While breathing violently, sweat was also oozing from Chen Dong's back.
To be continued...