Let's Get Married

Just then, the door of the factory is pushed open from the outside, and the cold moonlight shines in. However, shortly after, it is blocked by the closed iron door again.

"You're awake?"

It is also a man, but he is quite tall, about 1.8 meters or more. He has a sturdy figure, thick shoulders, clean short hair, and a brown face.

Compared to the other two men, he is obviously more confident and he walks more ridiculously. Jasmine quickly makes a judgment that this man should be their leader.

Jim walks over to her with a roasted chicken and two bottles of wheat-fermented beverage.

One is looking down, while the other is looking up, and their eyes meet. Without saying a word, Jim raises his hand and slaps her cheek fiercely.

Jasmine snorts in pain.

She has been slapped before, but this hurts the most in her twenty years of life.

Only one makes her dizzy, and she can taste blood. Perhaps the inside of her mouth is cut. This is not the worst. The most unfortunate thing is that the man's pinky fingernail sweeps the corner of her eye and scratches her eyeball, and she can't see clearly with her left eye.

She shakes her head to make it better, but it is only in vain.

The man spits and waves the roasted chicken in his hand in front of her. "I left to buy some food. Who told you to wake up?"

Although Jasmine is gaged and can't talk, she finds him ridiculous.

if and when she would

finds her. This way,

tone teach Jasmine that this gang is just following orders

It is better

and chest off the roasted chicken and gives it to the

and the

burping. "If it

just arrives, and he is ordered to keep an eye on her.

drinking every time the feast begins. So, to prevent that from happening, he doesn't buy wine. If something really

thinks she wants a bite too. So, he takes out the dirty

looks at the stuff between his teeth and feels

eaten anything, so nothing comes out,

has just finished the chicken, but she is retching. What

she find him

dare to speak anymore. "I just finished eating.

so she naturally does not want to face him head-on. She says tactfully, "The rag in my mouth is stinky. I couldn't hold

The rag is stinky?

gaging. Then he glances

provoke him and forces a smile. "How

he puts the chicken bone beside her

widen. She watches in horror as he puts the chicken bone to her mouth. Her lips touch the bone he has bitten. Thinking of his slightly black teeth and oily saliva, she feels sick in her stomach again and