Chapter 1392: The mother and daughter of the shadow queen, will be scheming

Chapter 1392
Qing Yaoji finally got up, Shi Shiran walked, she was slightly cold, patted the cat's head like punishment, glared at the lower Ji, and took the silver cross from his hand very naturally. , Knocked a few times on the head of Lingyu who turned into a cat.
"Stupid thing, this kind of thing is eaten indiscriminately, and you are not afraid of choking when you eat it. I have to take you to the hospital to take it out. Is it okay to eat indiscriminately? The sterling silver cross is also very expensive."
The spirit that turned into a cat is still being carried by Francis, with two hind legs hanging in the air, pretending to be cute, the cat's pupils are dilated, and she looks at Qing Yaoji cutely, the innocent little eyes seem to have no idea what happened, no Any confusion.
While Qing Yaoji met the gaze of the "Puppet Cat", her eyes flashed, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The super psychological quality made Qing Yaoji's indifferent expression a bit of regret and helplessness. .
Before Francis took up the silver metal liquid injection in the end plate, she picked it up by herself, pushed out the air inside, and stroked the head of the cat that was held by the back of the neck by Francis, and said with great regret: "No There is a way, kitten, dad wants you to die, you can only go to die, mom listens to dad, can only pity you just arrived at our house, you haven’t enjoyed happiness and you’re on the road..."
This is a bet and a psychological battle.
Since Francis was extremely suspicious and suspected that there was something wrong with the cat, if she imposed a blockade, the man's suspicion would definitely become heavier, and he would use all means to make the cat die.
But this cat hides her precious daughter in her body, how could Qing Yaoji put Ling Yu in a more dangerous situation?
It will be calculated, but also a little careful.
Crossing the realm of the gods, being dominated by emperors alone for tens of thousands of years, the beauty Qing Yao Ji was never a vegetarian, and never won her exclusive favor by relying on her beauty alone, acting like a baby and pretending to be wronged.
Her voice was soft, with regret and sadness in her tone, calling Francis as "dad" and calling this manor their home.
These two seemingly ordinary words, but for Francis, who is obsessed with Qing Yaoji's beauty and gentle township, they are careful to make him ecstatic. She said so deliberately.
Give him a little hope and a little name that is as sweet as candied fruit, and it will make him happy for the time being.
Qing Yaoji held the glass injection in her hand, stroking the spirit that turned into a cat, her brows were tender and sentimental.
But at this moment, the mental quality is also extremely strong and spiritual, not chaotic, and still stubborn.
She knew what was in the injection, but she was not afraid.
Pretending to be a pair, thinking that Qing Yaoji holding the syringe was trying to play with herself, she treated the syringe as a cat stick, and even though she was being held around her neck, she went to find the syringe in Qing Yaoji's hand. , The cute "meow meow" yelled a few times, and it almost turned people's hearts.
Qing Yaoji used an injection filled with a small dose of silver metal liquid to tease the cat. As her eyes flowed, she condensed on Francis, who seemed indifferent, but his face slightly warmed.
"Andre, this is the puppet cat you gave me. I cherish and like it very much, but if you insist on killing it, it is also your freedom. I can't interfere. After all, I send it to someone and there is nothing to say. Power, but I hope that it is my fault to let me do it. Failure to discipline it will make you angry and make you doubt..."
The smoky eyebrows raised in the distant mountains, like melancholy, were filled with distressing sadness.
Qing Yaoji's eyes are half down, sad, but still smiling at the corners of her lips, she looks poignant and stunning, only palpitating, water vapor gathers in her eye sockets, she hurriedly lowered her head like a cover, her eye hairs pressed downward, and she bit tightly. His lips looked sad and aggrieved.
"Give me the cat, I'll inject it. If it dies, you can get your trust. Then when you don’t trust me, can you please treat me the same way? Anyway, I’m worthless. People."
"Madam, how can you be a worthless person, you are in my heart..." Francis frowned and was forced to explain. His heart was numb and painful, and he couldn't see the sadness of the woman in front of him.
"You're happy in everything, don't care about me." Qing Yaoji interrupted her expression with a cold expression and her tone of voice.
"..."
The ghost who turned into a cat still pretends to play with the syringe as a cat stick, as if he is completely out of the picture.
It looks like a real cat, and doesn't understand what the person in front of him is doing to himself.
Qing Yaoji took the puppet cat from Francis's hand, held it in her arms, and sat on the sofa beside her, placing the cat between her legs in a posture of "sending the cat on the road".
On the surface, Qing Yaoji was sad and aggrieved, sad and melancholy.
But to the bottom of her heart, she had already screamed and slandered the 18th generation of Franciscans.
Why is this girl still not soft-hearted?
To die! Could it be that I didn't get fooled and didn't get routine? Do you really want her to kill the cat hiding her daughter's real body?
At the same time, Linggui was also panicked, wouldn't he really want a shot?
However, it still showed the appearance of a "silly goose" silly cat, and naughty began to bite the round head of the syringe.
Qing Yaoji's shoulders trembled slightly, with a slight sobbing sound.
Seeing soon, Francis looked up, staring at the shining Balot crystal lamp, gritted his teeth secretly, clenched his fists, and finally waved his sleeves angrily, walked to Qing Yaoji, pulled the big puppet cat on her lap, like garbage Throw it aside.
"Keep the cat in the cage! Don't let it out!"
"Yes!" The servant behind grabbed the cat, stuffed it into the iron cage, and locked it.
Reaching out and lifting Qing Yaoji's half-lowered cheeks, her fingertips lightly touched the corners of her red eyes with tears.
Cried?
My heart throbs, lazy silver hair sticks to the sides of my ears, Francis’s handsome face is soaked in distress, he suddenly embraces the beautiful and charming woman in front of him, "I’m sorry, your happiness is the most important thing." , I will not kill it, but it can only stay in the cage in the future. This is my bottom line."
"Then you have to get a bigger cage...Isn’t there a four-story villa that cats live in now? Buy one for it, it’s pitiful to close it, but as long as it’s well, it’s okay to close it, I Listen to you."
Qing Yaoji was buried in the arms of Francis, secretly relieved, the syringe in her hand was also taken away by Francis, and returned to Duanpan.
At this time, an electric bell rang at the gate of the manor, and someone should be visiting.
The attendant went and opened the door.
Soon, two tall men in British plaid suits and gray coats stepped in. They were both blond and white, but they could speak Chinese.
"Baron, the soul detector deployed in the mountain retrieved a large number of ghosts, hundreds of them all appeared suddenly tonight. Things are very strange. I am afraid that something will happen. I suggest deploying a mutant race team to increase defense."
"Did the detector record any footage?" Francis asked Qing Yaoji's long hair slowly, gently.
"Have."
"Go to my study and say."
"Yes!"
"Madam, I'll take you back to the bedroom to rest first." As he said, Francis took Qing Yaoji horizontally and strode upstairs.
"What about the cat? What about the cat?"
"Let it stay in the living room for one night, as a punishment. During the day, I ordered someone to buy a four-layer cat cage. How about you decorate it yourself?"
"also……"
However, the weather is unpredictable, and cats have misfortunes. I am afraid that Lingyu does not know. At dawn, she will "say goodbye" to Qing Yaoji.
(End of this chapter)