Chapter 812

There are still snacks to eat.

The treatment of this kidnapping is a little too good.

Ronan sat cross legged in his blanket on the bed, with the sausage in his mouth, listening to the man eating.

Near noon, the sun is very hot, but the temperature in the room is just right.

Ronan had his first lunch and fell asleep against the wall.

In the distance, there were shouts and gunshots from the crowd. It should be that some place was in chaos again. But because of the presence of this person, she didn't feel afraid at all.

When he finished his leftovers, ronanchu was sitting on the wall and asleep.

Her body is still covered with the brown blanket, a small face, a small bunch of sunlight on her body, her slightly disordered long hair is also shining with golden light, like a magazine carefully shot fine photo, with inherent delicacy and beauty.

If such a woman appears in such a place, she will be swallowed to pieces.

He went over and pulled the blanket slightly to block the sunlight falling on ronanchu's face. Then he went to the door and took back all the clothes that had been exposed to the sun. He fell up and put them at her fingertips.

Then he stood by the bed and looked at her for a moment. He turned and left the room.

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Ronan was raised by him at the beginning.

She had been eating instant noodles for the first few days. Gradually, she was able to eat.

Sometimes there's bread and cakes.

Apart from not going out and taking off the blindfold, she was almost taken good care of by him.

Ronan tried to take off the blindfold at first, but they all failed. Her anklet and the lock on the blindfold were all on that person. Unless she stole it, she couldn't get it off.

It's getting dark.

Ronan sat down in bed with a blanket after dinner.

The man sat not far away, as if grinding a knife, the voice of that knife in the dark, there is a kind of quiet and peaceful cool.

He coughed a few low.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Ronan held his legs and looked up at the direction of the sound.

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

She knew that the wounds on this man had gradually increased in recent years.

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

He coughs sometimes.

Apart from that, it doesn't make any sound.

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

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

Ronan initially circled his legs and buried his face in his legs.

He coughed low again.

The sound of coughing hit her ear, which made her heart slightly strained.

He hid the polished dagger in his pocket.

Then he stood up and took a look at luonanchu, who was sitting on the bed with his legs in his arms.

She was very quiet tonight, and she was sitting there with her legs in her arms, a little pathetic.

He wanted to be kept here for a week, and she was afraid she couldn't stand it.

He glanced at her bare wrists and shoulders outside the blanket. She looked much better recently, and maybe it was time to send her back.

This kind of ghost place is not suitable for women like Ronan Chu to stay too long.

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Ronan sat on the bed with his legs in his arms and waited.

The sun gradually shining on her body, is already noon, the man should be back soon.