Chapter 1388: The most poisonous and ruthless woman

Chapter 1388 The Most Poisonous Woman's Heart, Turning Face Ruthless Woman
In the bathtub full of pink bubbles, Qing Yaoji is soaking, her long hair like the best silk and satin is wrapped high in the towel, she smiles like a flower, her eyes are flowing, staring intently at the "dog-shaping" in the bathtub. A certain cat, that is, her daughter's spirit.
"Baby, sleep with mom at night..."
Qing Yaoji scooped up a small pink bubble in her hand, and stood on the head of Lingyu that turned into a cat. She reached out and took the mobile phone placed on the shelf on the side of the bathtub, and took a photo of Lingyu with interest.
"Go away, who is going to sleep with you, you and your little wolf dog sleep, hey, by the way... If the smelly father knows that your red apricot is out of the wall, will Qi orifices give rise to smoke to death?" Feeling tired from swimming, he swam in front of Qing Yao Ji, stretched out her claws, the meaning was very clear, she wanted to hug.
"Mom doesn't have a red apricot to go out of the wall, mom only has your father in my heart..." Qing Yaoji said in a low voice, and added a bottle of disinfectant to the bathtub, so scared that she climbed to Qing Yaoji's head with her teeth and claws. When I went up, I shivered, squatting like a chicken. "Mom has to use disinfectant for disinfection many times a day. You can play on the spot, but you can't cross the line. There is still a sense of measure."
"Nonsense? You're going to sleep with him, so you're still in good measure?"
"You'll know later." Qing Yaoji sold a pass and said meaningfully, "Now, talk about our plan to penetrate the enemy?"
"The old witch is enough for you to be in charge of beauty, and I will do the other dirty work..." He turned into a cat's spirit, soaked with hair, dripping with water, like a shriveled cat, There is no image at all, she snorted proudly and shook the cat's head, "This is the plan. You can hold him in bed at night to make sure he won't wake up. I'm going to take a stroll in his study. "
Even Baron Francis did not know where he was in the Sixth Reich.
What plan to talk about?
Of course, you must first understand each other before you can make a plan!
"Mom can listen to you, but this manor is full of surveillance. Do you have to be careful about everything? Don't expose your real body. You can only stay in this kitten's body. You can't come out or use spiritual power. Everything depends on outsmart, understand?"
"Old witch, what you said seems to me very mindless."
Lingyu jumped from Qing Yaoji's head to the toilet lid on the side, shook the water, and raised his tail proudly.
"It's yourself, don't roll over."
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When the hand of the ancient Western clock turned to midnight, the bell rang, echoing in the gorgeous and strange manor.
After taking a bath and blowing her hair, Qing Yaoji dried her hair for Lingyu who had become a cat, leaning lazily on the bedside, lying on her breast, holding a storybook, and was telling Lingyu. story.
Ling Wei unhappily flung his big tail and gave a "meow", as if to say: Are you sick? When I am a child, will you give me bedtime stories?
"On the Internet, many mothers will tell their babies bedtime stories when they are young, and mothers will also tell you..."
Qing Yaoji lowered her head and rubbed her little furry head that turned into a cat.
Ling sly heard the words, rolled a cat's eyes, slapped a paw on the name of the storybook, and pointed strongly.
American Horror Story Book!
Do you read this to your kids in the middle of the night? Do you have a pit in your head?
Qing Yaoji just wanted to say something, with a "click", the bedroom door opened.
Francis, with wet silver hair and a burgundy dressing gown, walked in as handsome as an oil painting. His deep eye sockets and thick silver-white eyelashes that were slightly upturned made his heterochromatic pupils blurred and deep. , The melancholy reveals the ultimate fascination and obsession with Qing Yaoji.
The ghost that turned into a cat on Qing Yaoji's body, when someone came in, she raised her ears vigilantly and looked sideways at the man who walked straight to the bed, realizing that this man was not light brown at all. When it was an extremely rare blue and green pupil, she was slightly startled, no wonder she looked at his eyes so strange at the dinner party.
Just like greedy for his mother’s embrace, Francis lifted the quilt and came to Qing Yaoji, like a lost noble dog who found his mother, snuggled into Qing Yaoji’s arms, and whispered softly: "I’ve been busy for a long time. Waiting?"
Qing Yaoji shook her head with a smile but a smile. She stroked the cat with her left hand and stroked Francis’s silver hair with her right hand. She had a faint sense of sight to coax her good son. She whispered softly and murmured like singing, making people sink, "Go to sleep. , I will coax you to sleep..."
Francis leaned against Qing Yaoji’s neck comfortably, and put one hand on her waist, but he half-opened his eyes lazily, and saw the puppet lying motionless on Qing Yaoji’s body. Competing for favor with him, suddenly displeased, "Why is this cat still here? Let it sleep in its nest, here is its hair."
Seeing that Francis disliked his cat's fur, Ling was surreptitiously and deliberately, and suddenly turned around, aimed at Francis's face with his tail, and flicked and swayed constantly, and the cat's fur suddenly floated all over his face.
Immediately afterwards, Lingyu's entire cat, even more provocative, was caught in the gap between Francis and Qing Yaoji.
With a lazy "meow", the entire cat's head got into Qing Yaoji's shoulder and buried it, not allowing Francis to get closer.
Francis got up with great anger, brushed off the cat's hair all over his face, his pupils of different colors were gloomy, and stretched out his hand towards the cat's spirit.
"Andre it's still young, don't you..."
Before Qing Yaoji could dissuade her from helping her, the spirit that turned into a cat's head was lifted up by the back of her neck, picked up, and ruthlessly thrown out of the bed.
"Meow!"
When he fell on the carpeted floor, Lingkui instantly exploded.
No one dared to throw her away!
Qing Yaoji was startled, she got up and went to carry the cat back. After all, the cat was hiding her baby girl...
But as soon as she got up, Francis gave a gloomy warning behind her: "The cat is more important than me, you choose."
Qing Yaoji kneeled halfway on the quilt, her waist-length ink hair scattered like waterfalls, her beauty was beautiful, and she became a daughter's cat, and the man behind her, let her choose, then she would of course choose...
Without hesitation, smiling all over her face, Qing Yaoji looked back gracefully and returned to Francis’s arms, whispering softly: "Of course you are important. Forget it, the kitten is not easy to discipline, so you can't spoil her. Let her sleep in the cat litter by herself, don't you be angry?"
If you care about that cat too much, Francis will be suspicious.
So the more so, Qing Yaoji knew in her heart that the more she couldn't show that she cared too much about that cat.
Therefore, she can only choose to ignore it.
While Qing Yaoji was talking, the spirit who turned into a cat wanted to jump on Qing Yaoji again, but in a blink of an eye, Qing Yaoji kicked to the ground.
With a "boom", Ling Yu fell to the floor, violently jumping!
"??" The most poisonous woman's heart! Fickle woman! Turn your face ruthless! I am your daughter!
Qing Yaoji hugged Francis like a loving and gentle mother. While whispering to appease her, she looked back at Lingsui deeply, and then motioned to the bedroom door.
(End of this chapter)