Human vitality is sometimes a fog, and some people fall to their deaths when they fall from a two-foot-high platform. Some people have gone through hardships and are on the brink of life and death, but they can miraculously survive.

A bowl of hot soup poured into Leng Cui's stomach, and the warm current was like a flood that burst the embankment, quickly submerging Leng Cui's limbs. Moaning softly, Leng Cui opened her eyes. She didn't know how long it had been, but it felt like a thousand years. The human soul groped in the endless darkness, and suddenly a heavenly light pierced the dark world.

A numb face appeared in front of Leng Cui's eyes, wanting to speak. But there seems to be a piece of hot red carbon in my throat, and I want to vomit but can't. When the trachea is wheezing, it makes a bellows-like sound.

The body is like a zombie, and you can't move your fingers even if you want to. Her lips opened slightly, and she wanted to continue drinking a little hot soup. Now the only places that can move the whole body are the eyelids and lips.

The hemp face was very happy to hear the sound of bellows-like breathing, and he could gasp, at least it meant that the man was still alive. Just scrubbed this woman's body, this woman has a good figure. Bulging boobs, fair ass. And still very young!

I poured a few more sips of hot soup, which was no ordinary soup. It's fish soup! He drank fish soup not because he was rich, but because he had nothing else to eat but fish.

The fish soup with a little salt was very fishy, but Leng Cui chose to ignore it. After pouring two bowls of fish soup, I fell asleep groggily.

Maybe it's because of the fate, a strong self-healing ability. Just relying on two bowls of fish soup full of fishy smell made Leng Cui recover. When it got dark, Leng Cui woke up again. This time it was much better, and I could move my arms and legs. It's weak, but at least it's moving.

Her throat was still so painful that she couldn't speak, and Leng Cui tried to raise her finger and point to the fish in the pot. The hemp face immediately brought the fish with a smile and groan, and Leng Cui worked hard to get up. Grabbing the flesh of the fish, he stuffed it into his mouth, perhaps the fish bones pierced his throat. Leng Cui felt a salty thing gushing out of her mouth.

It's all big mouthful, yellow-green sticky phlegm. The phlegm was thick as if it were pieces of flesh, and there were traces of blood on them.

There was still silky and shiny phlegm hanging from the corner of her mouth, but Leng Cui grabbed the fish meat in the broken earth bowl and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sackcloth slid down, and the young skin glowed under the campfire. Wonderful figure, completely exposed to the air. It's fascinating, it's fascinating. At least in the eyes of the hemp face, that's the case.

The young body is strongly attracted to the hemp face, and the years of widowhood have made him able to deal with corpses, let alone a living person.

With a "whoop", the hemp face let out a strange scream. Then he overturned Leng Cui like a wolf, and his body pressed heavily on it.

When the body was violated, Leng Cui did not resist and did not react. Her hand kept grabbing the fish in the bowl and stuffing it into her mouth, whether it was the meat, skin, or bones, she chewed and swallowed them raw. As for whether it was a human or an animal that was stirring up on her body, she didn't care at all.

At this time, Leng Cui was unconscious, and her body was occupied by powerful instincts. The only thing to do is to live, and the first thing you want to live is to eat.

The widower shrugged for a moment before he was defeated, his chest heaving violently. It seems that he is even weaker than Leng Cui.

Leng Cui survived, but she also lived a life that was worse than death. A cellar became her nest, yes it was. Leng Cui couldn't figure an inch up and down, and there was a mess of straw under him. A thick hemp rope was tied around her neck, and the hemp face thought of it and brought her something to eat. When you can't think of it, let Leng Cui go hungry.

Leng Cui, who was extremely hungry, ate almost everything, straw on the ground, lice in her hair. There are also rats that strayed into the burrow, as long as they caught something, Leng Cui's first reaction was to stuff it into their mouths. Whether the thing was alive or not, when she was biting the rat. The mouse's paws were still vigorously stomping, and its slender tail was still flicking.

Maskinface came to the cellar almost every night to vent his desires, and sometimes he also hated Leng Cui. will get some water to bathe Leng Cui, but Leng Cui's first reaction when she sees this water is to drink it, instead of washing her already stinky body.

Leng Cui's vitality can really be called Xiaoqiang, with an incomparable belief in revenge and the determination to live. Leng Cui's body miraculously began to recover, and the first to recover was her throat. It seems that in order to adapt to the hard-to-swallow hay, Leng Cui's throat naturally became swollen, and in the end, there was no swelling and pain at all.

And then there's the body, after seven or eight days of recuperation. Leng Cui's body has completely regained consciousness, although his physical strength is still very weak, but compared to seven or eight days ago, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

Maybe there was no sunlight in the cellar, and the rash on Leng Cui's face slowly disappeared. The widower's heart is about to laugh, and he has really picked up a treasure. How could such a big beauty fall into her own hands.

Leng Cui found out that the hemp face was actually a mute. Because he has never said a word to himself, all expressions are limited to one "ah" word.

If you want her, say "Ah! ”。 When you want to leave, say "Ah! ”。 When the meal is delivered, he says, "Ah! "When I sleep, fucking snoring!

Leng Cui began to show the gentleness of a woman, and she no longer drank the bath water. Instead, he really went to take a bath, his body was washed white, and he was gentle and virtuous under the crotch of his hemp face. She even took the initiative to help Ma Pi Face wash her hair, and scratched her nails little by little after washing.

With each scratch, the long nails are stuffed with dandruff. With a flick of two fingernails, a slimy ball of mud will be abolished. Whenever this happens, the hemp face is happy to "quack" and "quack", like a lame crow.

The waiter was comfortable, and the food gradually became richer. Because the hemp face found that as long as he brought a lot of food. Then the more comfortable you will be, and the more food is directly proportional to enjoyment.

So the sackcloth face worked hard to get the food, and then brought the food into this cellar in exchange for physical enjoyment.

And as he enjoyed it, Leng Cui's body also recovered more and more. The food she exchanged for her body nourished her body at every moment.

Finally, one day, Leng Cui felt that she no longer needed to wait. She's got enough stamina to get out of this cellar!

The gentle lips kissed down the navel, and the hemp face hissed and haha. He has enjoyed this service many times in the past month. Now, he's stuck in it.

Suddenly, the numb-faced wolf howled. The body jumped on the ground like a fish, and Leng Cui stood up with a smile. Looking at the numb face that was constantly churning on the ground, a ball of flesh and blood slowly spit out from his mouth.

"The old lady's body, can you also lose weight? Die! Leng Cui took off the hemp rope around her neck, and she didn't know why the hemp rope had been bitten off by Leng Cui. Leng Cui put the hemp rope in his hand on the neck of the hemp face, holding one end of the rope with both hands and stepping on the other end with his feet. The whole body is constantly exerting.,That pretty face looks extremely hideous because of excessive force.。。