You can't see your fingers in the dark room.

Mingyayun was tied to a chair with his hands on his back. There was a dead silence around him.

She couldn't hear anything but her own breath.

The most terrifying thing was the stillness of death. She didn't know where she was, but she couldn't move.

Even though she broke her throat, no one responded.

Without food and water, she seems to have been forgotten by the whole world. Won't she just die here?

Despair, fear enveloped her. She covered her face and wept.

Confused, I do not know how long, suddenly, she heard a little bit of small movement, squeak, is someone to save her?

Squeak

It's like something's nibbling at her toenails.

Her joy was instantly replaced by another despair.

No, it's not a human. It's a mouse. The squeak is made by a mouse. A mouse is gnawing at her nails, her flesh and blood

"Ah - help, help -" the voice, which had already been broken, uttered a more unpleasant coarse call than a duck.

"Ah -" mingyayun took the stool, tugged and struggled hard. Her wrist was already blurred by the rope, but it was not as scared as the mouse biting on her.

"I'm wrong, I beg you, let me go, this is not really my idea, I beg you, let me go, Wuwu, Wuwu --" mingyayun's cry was pathetic and desperate.

Suddenly, she broke the rope.

Perhaps it is the will to survive that can really stimulate unlimited potential.

Mingyayun was also stunned, but the clear sense of touch from her legs made her jump abruptly. She kept running and running, but it was like an iron wall, and there was no exit at all.

She was trapped in the room where she could not see her fingers. She told her that she should not call the ground to be dead every day. What should she do.

Those mice, like a poor madman, kept turning around her. She only dared to curl up in a chair, holding her knees, and fell into endless despair: "help, who will help me, who will help me..."

Tang Mo CI is a devil. He used this vicious method to punish her

In recent days, Tan Jingyuan seems to have hit a stimulant. He has been chasing and blocking Tangbao. He is too aggressive. Tangbao can't resist, so he has not been completely healed, so he went into a reality show.

Reality show is recorded in the countryside, the environment is pure natural, it can also be called tough environment.

As for rooms, there are good and bad.

Each room was numbered and drawn.

Some rooms are good, some are bad, it's all luck.

Good rooms with independent bathroom, although not as good as in the city, but it can definitely count as VIP treatment here. As for the not so good room, it is really not very good, the toilets are the most primitive outdoor.

Su Biqian also came. She was a special guest, so the program group gave her the best room directly. Other people couldn't say anything. After all, the seats were there.

The remaining four groups began to draw lots.

Of course, everyone wants to live in a better house.

So Qingqing has been cheering Tangbao: "sister Baoer, come on!"

Tangbao nodded, took a deep breath, put his hand in the draw bucket, touched a table tennis ball and came out with the number four on it.

There are five houses in total, from good to bad, so number four

Tangbao and Qingqing looked at each other and could feel the deep despair in Qingqing's eyes.

Looking at the table tennis in her hand, Tangbao is also helpless. Her luck seems to be bad all the time

But No. 4, let's take number four. They dragged their luggage to room four. After seeing the environment, Qingqing almost cried out: "sister Bao, do we really want to live here? You see, the windows here are still leaking. There must be a lot of mosquitoes at night. There are straw under the bed How do you want to sleep... "

Tangbao looked at the house he had drawn, and then he began to smoke. Indeed, there was no furniture that he could handle at a glance "Qingqing, you see, although this room is very old, it's not broken at all. Straw is straw. Can't you see that room 5 is paved directly? By comparison, we're already very good. Yes, there's room 5, which is directly connected to the open air. We've also built a shed..." Speaking of the end, Tangbao's voice is getting smaller and smaller. He quickly hugs Qingqing's arm and shakes it: "OK, don't be unhappy. Then we can't shrink back at this time, or others will say that I'm spoiled, playing big cards, and sending black material to people. No

Yes, don't pout, and quickly clean up."

Qingqing heard Tangbao say so, but with a smile: "I'm not happy, I don't love you, your injury is not good.""It's OK. It's all skin injuries. It's all right. Come on, find a cloth and block up the window. Don't let mosquitoes in."

"Well, you sit down and I'll do it." "Oh, it's OK. I can clean up my clothes. This is my reality show. Can you do anything for me, darling." Tangbao found a rubber band, tied up his black hair, squatted down to pack his luggage,

there was no star stand at all.

Qingqing can't help but get wet eyes. During this period of time, Tangbao has really grown up a lot, and she is also very pleased

The two men worked together to clean the house inside and outside, blocking it up and repairing it. In the evening, it was a new look.

Tangbao was paralyzed on the bed: "I'm finally ready, Qingqing. I feel like I'm going to die."

"Pooh, Pooh, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, bla

"How can I feel dizzy?"

"You're hungry. You've been busy all afternoon. You haven't eaten anything, but you don't have any energy. You wait. I'll make a fire and cook." Qingqing's voice has just dropped.

Tangbao smelled a strong smell of meat. She sniffed it twice: "what smell, good smell, green, do you smell it?"

"I also smell it. It's braised meat. It's really delicious."

The two closed their eyes and felt the fragrance, and they couldn't help swallowing.

There was a knock outside the door. Qingqing ran to open the door and saw Su Biqian standing outside the door with a bowl of stewed pork in brown sauce, fat and thin, which made people's appetite open and saliva secreted crazily.

"Miss Su, why are you here..." Su Biqian gentle smile, raised legs into the room: "my assistant made braised pork, specially sent to you, you must be hungry."