The Paranoid Love of the Devil President

Yuran didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, the sun had risen again. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. The owner of the house hadn't returned all night.

She stretched and accidentally saw the camera again. Since there is a camera in the room, someone should be able to see her. She tried to wave her hand towards the camera.

"Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you. I was really in danger and I wanted to ask someone to help me. If you can see me, I beg you to come back and help me, please." Rain After speaking, he bowed deeply to the camera.

"My foot is injured. I want to find out if you have anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicines here. Remember, I'm not a thief. I'm just looking for medicine through your things. Do you understand? I'm going to find medicine."

After she finished speaking, she began to rummage through the cabinets and drawers in the house. She found that the owner of the house must be very clean. All the things in the cabinets and drawers were arranged in an orderly manner. Yu Ran was careful not to mess them up. The owner of the things would be unhappy when she came back. Finally, she finally found a small medicine box in the drawer under the TV, which contained alcohol, cotton wool, gauze and everything.

She sat back on the sofa and opened the bloody gauze, frowned in pain because the scabs were stuck to the gauze, and finally pulled hard, she let out a painful exclamation, and her facial features were tightly gathered together At the same time, blood dripped from her feet in an instant, and she took the cotton wool and pressed the wound with a mournful face.

"It really hurts!" She couldn't hold back and yelled.

She pressed it for a while and waited for the pain to subside and the bleeding to stop. She picked up the alcohol with a sad face, knowing that it would be more painful, but there was no way.

She drenched her breath with a cotton swab soaked in alcohol for a long time, and finally closed her eyes and applied the alcohol to her feet.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" She yelled out in pain, sweating profusely.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she wiped them away angrily.

"Bastard, perverted man, scumbag, it's all because of him. I must bring you to justice." She gritted her teeth in hatred.

It was already noon after bandaging her feet. She looked at the still quiet door and walked to the camera.

"You see, I'm really hurt and I really need help. If you don't want to help me, you can call my boyfriend and ask him to pick me up."
After she finished speaking, she turned around, took a pen and paper and quickly wrote Zibai's phone number and held it up to the camera.

"Did you see it? This is my boyfriend's phone number. If you call him, he will definitely come to rescue me. You must call him." After speaking, he bowed to the camera.

She sat back on the sofa, took out dry food, poured some water to fill her stomach, and stared at the door, expecting someone to come in.

The sun went down again and the owner of the house still didn't come back. She looked at the camera and asked, "Didn't you call my boyfriend? Or do you have no time? It's just a phone call and don't be so stingy, okay?"

It was the first time for Yuran to taste the feeling of having nothing to do. She used to always come and go in the wind and rain for her livelihood. She was really not used to being idle like this. In order to make her feet recover quickly, she dared not walk around. , but if this continues, she will really go crazy.

She did not fall asleep until the number of sheep was counted, and Yuran woke up slowly when the sun was shining gently on her body. She knew that a new day had begun again, and she tried to move her feet The pain was gone, she stretched and looked at the camera.

"I'm going to use your bathroom today. I haven't washed in two days. I don't think you want someone who smells like sweat in your room, do you? Also, I want to use your kitchen. I I have finished my dry food. I don’t want to starve to death. I still have to settle accounts with that perverted man. You don’t want me to die in your room, do you? Because I died unjustly, so my soul will stay here forever You have no peace in the house, so you must not be mad at what I do in your house."

She finished speaking as if chanting a mantra, walked into the bathroom, wrapped her injured foot with film, then hung out of the bathtub and took a quick soak. She had never used such a high-end bathtub. People want to sleep comfortably.

The modified gauze dress was thrown into the washing machine when she took it off, and two hours after she took a comfortable bath, the gauze dress had also been dried.

She dressed and went to the kitchen to cook a big meal to supplement the nutrients her body lacked in the past two days.

The owner of the house still hasn't come back. She panicked and began to inspect the furnishings of the house carefully, wondering what kind of person would live here.

She found that no one came to the house for at least a week, because there was already a light layer of dust on the surface of the furniture. If no one came, she had to find another way, but it had to be after the injury on her feet healed.

Living here for nothing, Yuran felt sorry for the owner, she found a rag and began to wipe the dust in the house carefully, when she cleaned the whole house, it was already afternoon, she came to the camera and hesitated Finally decided to say that she always felt that someone knew she was here.

"I have already cleaned the house for you. I will go out tomorrow to find a way to escape. My feet are already healed. I decided to sleep in your bed tonight. If you don't agree, you will immediately appear in front of me to stop me. I have never lived in such a nice house since I was a child, and I have never used such a comfortable bathtub, so I also want to try the feeling of sleeping on your water bed, if I can't escape, I will be killed by that perverted man I have no regrets anymore, I know you are rich, otherwise you wouldn't build such a nice house but you can't live there, so just agree to my small request, but if you don't agree, there is nothing you can do unless you come back to stop me. "