Gouzi's eyes sparkled as he looked at Freya, and he nodded half-understood. "Mom, I understand."

"Good, good. Then you should accompany your wife to sleep well. Mom will go out first."

Gouzi might not have understood what the woman said just now, but Freya's face turned red and her heart raced when she heard it.

This old woman was actually teaching her silly son how to have sex.

It was simply a violation of moral principles and went against the norms of ethics.

After the woman left, Gouzi sat down by the bed. This man was quite tall. The key was that he was stupid and only knew how to eat, and he was fat and white.

When he sat down, the whole bed shook.

Freya really doubted whether the bed would collapse directly later.

"Old... Wife, my mom said... Let us... Sleep... Sleep together." Gouzi drooled as he looked at Freya, and then he stretched out a chubby hand to touch Freya.

At this moment, Freya should have used a few silver needles to deal with him and make this fool infertile. But the anesthetic was too strong, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand, let alone deal with this fat fool.

Just as Gouzi's hand was moving around on her body, Freya quickly opened her eyes and grinned at him. "Gouzi, you stink. You need to take a bath first."

Pretending to be stupid was something Freya was good at. After all, she had lived in the Ye family for so long and survived by pretending to be stupid, learning a lot of skills.

The man in front of her not only had intellectual problems but also had a disability. It seemed to be a congenital developmental deficiency.

Since she had no strength in her body, she could only rely on outsmarting him to leave this place now.

And this Gouzi might be able to help her.

Upon hearing this, Gouzi pulled at his clothes and smelled them. "It doesn't stink. Gouzi just... just... took a... bath."

He paused for a long time when saying a sentence. It was painful for him to speak, and it was also uncomfortable for Freya to listen.

"But it still stinks. It doesn't smell good." Freya made a disgusted expression, and then her eyes rolled, and she said cunningly, "I can make Gouzi smell good. Does Gouzi want to smell good?"

Now she could only ask Gouzi to help and see if she could make the effect of the drug wear off as soon as possible.

Otherwise, when the woman came in, it would be harder for her to control Gouzi.

Gouzi blinked his eyes, and his small eyes sparkled with a pure light, just like a simple and innocent child without any scheming.

"I want to smell good!" Gouzi giggled.

Seeing that Gouzi had taken the bait, Freya said in a low voice, "If you want to smell good, Gouzi, you have to help me get some things..."

Freya named several kinds of medicinal materials, which were all common foods. She believed that Gouzi could understand.

Of course, Gouzi loved eating. As soon as he heard that there was something to eat and he could smell good, he immediately cheered happily. "Gouzi will go and get them."

When he reached the door, Freya reminded him again, "Gouzi, remember to get them secretly. Don't let mom know."

After hearing this, Gouzi made a "shh" gesture and then slipped out carefully.

At this point, Freya heaved a sigh of relief. It would be best if Gouzi could bring back the medicinal materials. Of course, it didn't matter if he couldn't. At least he had bought her some time.

As soon as Gouzi left, Freya began to find a way to make the anesthetic wear off faster.

Lying on the bed and thinking for a while, when her body gradually regained some sensation, Freya tried to exercise to speed up her metabolism. Coincidentally, there was a wooden board under her. As Freya slowly exercised, her skin rubbed against the wooden board.

But because of this, the wooden board had some wood chips left due to rough cutting, and it scratched her skin like this.

After the blood flowed out, Freya's hand also began to gain some strength.

Realizing that her strength was returning, Freya was overjoyed. She slowly raised her hand to grope around her waist to get the needle bag, but she found that the needle bag was gone.

She suddenly realized that someone had changed her into the red dress, and the needle bag was attached to the clothes. She didn't know where it had been taken.

There was no other way. Freya could only continue to use the pain to stimulate the anesthetic to wear off.

...

After suffering like this for twenty minutes, footsteps finally came from outside.

It should be Gouzi coming back.

Freya sat up from the bed, looked at the dense scratches on her calf, casually tore off a piece of cloth to tie around the wound to stop the bleeding, and then lay down again when the door was pushed open.

The anesthetic hadn't completely worn off yet, and she still needed to delay for about twenty minutes.

"Old... Wife, the things you wanted... I... brought them back!" Gouzi was holding a bag in his hand, which contained some common foods that could be used as medicine.

Among them were wild tangerine peels and various medicinal materials that were beneficial for expelling the anesthetic from the body.

However, for Freya, these things were useless now. Now she just wanted to get back the needle bag and leave this hellish place.

"Gouzi is so great. But it's inconvenient for me to wear this set of clothes. Can you help me get my original clothes?"

In order to arouse Gouzi's sympathy, Freya deliberately exposed the wound on her calf and said pitifully, "This clothes are so prickly that they scratched my skin."

Gouzi scratched his head. Seeing that her fair calf was bleeding, he quickly nodded.

The red dress was handmade by his mother. The workmanship was extremely rough, and the fabric was thick and hard, which would hurt his wife.

Gouzi quickly went to get Freya's clothes. Freya took them and immediately felt for the needle bag.

When she realized that the needle bag was still there, she was overjoyed.

Because the clothes were custom-made, there was a special place to put the needle bag. If one didn't look carefully, one would definitely not find the existence of the needle bag.

Now that she had the needle bag, Freya didn't have the intention to play with Gouzi anymore. Her disappearance would surely make Bradley worried, and she had to leave here quickly and meet up with him.

"Gouzi, let's play hide-and-seek. If you find me, I'll accompany you... to sleep tonight!"

Gouzi giggled. "Okay, sleep."

After saying that, he started drooling again.

The key was that there was a bulge in his crotch.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a fool, Freya would have definitely castrated him with a needle.

She took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll start hiding. Gouzi, close your eyes and count to twenty, and then you can come and find me."

"Okay." Gouzi immediately covered his eyes and started counting.

Freya curled the corner of her lips, slipped out of the room, and disappeared into the darkness after a while.

Just then, the woman came to check if the two of them had finished. She saw that Freya had escaped and immediately shouted, "Come and help! My Gouzi's wife has run away."

This shout alerted the neighbors.

Soon, there were the sounds of doors opening. After a while, many people rushed to Gouzi's house with weapons in their hands.

"The person ran towards the forest. Help me catch her quickly. Otherwise, Gouzi won't be able to find a wife in his life." The woman was extremely anxious.

The group of people quickly chased after her.

The people in this village were very united. They would give their full support whenever something happened to their neighbors. Gouzi finally had a wife, and they couldn't let her run away.