He picked up the girl and threw it on the bed. He took out two padded chains from the bag he just took out, grabbed the girl's ankles, quickly put them on and fastened them.

Wen Xiao looked at the man's action in disbelief and immediately struggled violently.

"Qi Zhan, you're crazy... Let go of me!" the silver chain was long enough. Wen Xiao's action was not limited. She pulled the cushion on her ankle and tried to take the ghost away from her feet.

"Good," the man's big dry hand gently touched the girl's head, with a satisfied smile in his voice, "it's just two chains. I'm looking for someone to do it specially. It won't hurt you."

"Can we have a good talk?" Wen Xiao stretched the silver chain with his feet, and a trace of complexity flashed in his crystal clear eyes. "I can explain..."

"I'll get you dinner, darling," Qi Zhan picked up the girl's chin and kissed her gently. "What do you want to eat?"

"Qi Zhan... Don't do this, will you let me go..."

"Tomato beef brisket? Curry rice? Or do you want pasta?" Qi Zhan softened his voice and looked at Wen Xiao gently.

"... curry rice."

Qi Zhan pinched the girl's depressed face with satisfaction, turned and went out of the door, leaving Wen Xiao sitting alone on the bed in a daze.

"System, system, Jun! Is your machine broken?" the girl gnashed her teeth and said, "disrepair? Circuit failure? Give me a reasonable explanation, or I'll go on strike."

"I don't know... Maybe the data communication with the male owner is not done well," a Li's helpless voice sounded, "what are you going to do now?"

"The little black house! What should I do? Find a way to run!" Wen Xiao rolled his eyes. "The premise is that I can run out..."

Ah Li's mouth twitched.

"He can't let me run now. He can't listen to anything," Wen Xiao muttered, holding his knee in frustration. "I want to explain to him, but he doesn't listen..."

"From another point of view, maybe it's not a bad thing," ah Li thought for a while and said, "at least you finally have the time to communicate well. Anyway, you can't run out now. It's better to find a way to reduce the blackening value first and then consider what will happen later."

"Well," Wen Xiao took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, his eyes were firm. "Fix Qi Zhan, start from avoiding blackening!"

Ali resisted the impulse to call her and hung up.

Wen Xiao looked at the quiet room again and his head slowly drooped down.

"I've tasted the curry rice and your favorite orange juice. It's very sweet." Qi Zhan opened the door and came in with a steaming meal in his hand.

"Well, untie me first," Wen Xiao looked at the attractive curry rice, swallowed his saliva reluctantly, and said pitifully to Qi Zhan, "I have to wash my hands..."

"Silly girl, I've calculated the length. Go and it won't hinder you from going to the bathroom." Qi Zhan flashed a dark light in his eyes, but his smile became more gentle.

Wen Xiao curled his mouth in his heart, got up to wash his hands, sat on the sofa and began to eat.

Qi Zhan sat opposite and looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

That's good. She can't run away anymore

After dinner, Wen Xiao leaned on the sofa, drank the remaining orange juice in one breath and sighed with satisfaction.

It's getting dark.

Qi Zhan went to the girl, looked down at the little juice left on her lips, and suddenly felt thirsty.