A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 407 Evil
It was night, and she walked into his study carrying an exquisite plate.

There are a variety of delicious snacks on the plate, placed on it, the lights are dancing, and the light and dark shadows are sprinkled on the exquisite utensils, which is particularly beautiful.

At this time, the man had finished taking a shower, was wearing pajamas, his long broken hair was pressed down, and his sharp-edged face was less cold and intimidating, and more homely, he looked extraordinarily handsome, charming, gentle and handsome.

When he saw the woman walking in, a subconscious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, her face was a little pale, but she did not hide her beauty. She was wearing a large white shirt and walking. The flying neckline outlined the perfect curvature of her collarbone.

She never bothered him during the years of marriage.

But today she looked particularly charming and active, which reminded him of the time when he first met her in a trance.

She is so bright and charming.

It seems that since she had a child, she has become much colder towards him. No matter what, as long as he doesn't take the initiative, she will not respond.

At this moment, he watched her slowly walk into his study room.

Suddenly it felt like she wanted to walk into his heart voluntarily.

The rich and dense heat and tea fragrance seemed to penetrate the air and fill his heart.

She carefully picked up the exquisite and clear teacup, her white hands against the hot black tea.

He looked at the liquid flowing quietly in the exquisite ceramic cup, and the eyes watching her were as deep as ink, and the slightly flowing light shone crystal clear.

His eyes have never been so clear and clear, making her seem to be able to see through the end in one glance.

Suddenly, she inadvertently raised her eyes, met his handsome face with a gentle smile, and shook her hands unconsciously.

The hot tea in the cup was almost overflowing.

"Be careful."

He stood up suddenly, took the cup that was about to be poured with his steady and strong hand, his tall and tall body seemed to be the thickest wall.

"How are you, are you okay?"

He casually placed the exquisite ceramic cup on the desk, and leaned over with concern. The fresh breath and the residual alcohol smell hit her cheeks, and the turbidity made her move back a few times.

The hot tea on the table was emitting a thick white mist.

He just stared at her so concernedly, there seemed to be stars shining in his dark eyes, and she seemed to see herself clearly in his eyes amidst the hazy white mist.

She was the only one in his eyes, but she couldn't see his appearance clearly, only the wet mist covering the corners of her eyes made her unable to fathom.

The light on the desk shone on his side face, coating his face with a layer of warm orange-red halo, which made his handsome appearance look as heroic as a luminous god.

But his expression is warm and gentle. When he smiles from the side, his smile is as light and warm as the wind, dazzling but not glaring.

She, who had never seen this side of him before, her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The usually calm and serene face suddenly became tense in a flash.

She looked away without a trace, her voice trembled slightly, and after all, she was calm and without ripples.

"...Drink it while it's hot. It's your favorite Darjeeling black tea. I brought it to you from Shanghai."

"it is good."

On the table, he held her hand and pulled her to sit beside him, making her sit next to him. His warm and fiery body was like a furnace, which made her feel awkward and uneasy.

The body suddenly becomes extremely stiff
He smiled and picked up the tea she made for him.

She stared blankly at the slender and powerful hand holding the warm and delicate cup, and the scorching white air flooded his handsome and straight bridge of nose.

This is Darjeeling black tea, the most intense taste, with a strong taste bud stimulation.

The rich tea fragrance not only punches the nose, but also can cover up the difference in water quality.

The man lowered his eyes and took a breath.

The woman raised her heart involuntarily, but her lowered hand unconsciously pinched the corner of her clothes.

A pair of calm almond eyes were now pitch black and clear.

Bai Lu outside the window looked at everything in the room, and shook her head helplessly.

It seems that some people are really not born to do bad things

Although her eyes tried to stay calm.

But her face, body, limbs, and entire expression are still a little stiff.

If she looked in the mirror herself, she would find that her entire face had become stiffer than wood except for a pair of eyes that were still calm.

Like a puppet that lost its soul, its body began to stiffen, it was hard not to be noticed by men.

If an assassination operation is carried out, she is definitely the worst assassin.

However, her current identity is his wife, the closest person.

Even if there are all kinds of abnormalities, there will be no protection.

The man picked up the teacup and drank it down. Although the steaming liquid was very hot, it entered his mouth very smoothly.

Bai Lu's gaze at the man suddenly became deep.

The woman stared blankly at him as he drank the tea without hesitation.

The heart that was slightly raised was slightly lowered.

He drank it so fast that there wasn't even a drop left.

She remembered that he liked to drink red wine in his previous life. He didn't know when he started to like tea, and he liked the tea she made.

She didn't think about other possibilities. Maybe she was really tired and didn't want to think about anything. It's actually good to pretend to be stupid. She didn't care about him, and she believed that he didn't care about him either.

They were originally a couple with different dreams in the same bed.

The thing between the two has surpassed morality and conscience.

However, watching him quietly place the finished teacup by her hand, her eyes were still slightly dazed and dull for a few seconds.

In a trance, my mind became hot, and I suddenly asked a question.

"Huo Nanxun, aren't you afraid that what I give you to drink is poison?"

Hearing this, he smiled slightly, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes that she couldn't see clearly.

He lowered his head, stroked her cheek, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Nan Xun, call me Nan Xun, or husband, don't call me by name, which couple have you ever seen call each other by their first name? night..."

He didn't answer her directly, but approached her gently and rubbed her forehead gently.

Those eyes that were sober from the slight drunkenness just looked at her like that, as if they wanted to look into her eyes, into her frosty heart.

He seemed really different tonight.

There is no usual intimidating oppression, but it invades her heart in another way.

If before that, she might really not be able to hold on and would fall into it.

However, after the man drank the cup of tea.

She involuntarily took a few steps back, parted her vermilion lips lightly, and her faint voice carried a sense of relief and coldness.

"You're really drunk."

Then she picked up the empty cup and turned around to walk out the door. She walked slowly, her thin and thin figure seemed to have a heavy burden under her feet.

It took a long time to get to the door.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wanwan, after that, we will live a good life, right?"

A deep and mellow voice sounded, making her stiff body relax slightly.

The man leaned lazily on the chair, where she left, his slightly drunken eyes stared deeply at the back of her about to go out.

The dark gray pajamas he was wearing showed his incomparably handsome but restrained elegance, the slanted neckline revealed his perfectly curved neck and the most menacing and alluring bronze skin.

She turned around, her eyes moved slightly, and the corners of her mouth tried to pull out a smile, "Yes."

Then he turned and left the study.

If life was just as it was at first sight, if it wasn't for utter despair, I wouldn't treat you like this.

Huo Nanxun.

Please forgive me.

I no longer know which is the real you in the past and present.

Is it you who were gentle and domineering in this life, or you who were sinister and unruly in the previous life.

However, I still want to kill you.

It is enough to experience that kind of purgatory torture once in life.

Some pains are destined to be unforgettable in a lifetime. Even if she is reborn in reincarnation, she will try her best to remember it, and remember it firmly.

Just because she is a person, but also a mother.

The woman walked out of the study as if escaping, and ran wildly in the corridor, her smooth black hair fluttering in a mess. At this moment, countless emotions were surging in her heart, almost breaking her heart.

She thought she would be very happy.

But an unprecedented sense of detachment overwhelmed her.

It seems like life is about to lose the most important piece.

"Baby……"

She murmured absently.

At this time, she was eager to see her child.

Only her own children can give her the courage to live.

When walking to the stairs.

She froze suddenly.

Suddenly, her son appeared in her mind, raised his cute and cute face, and asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"

Her face turned pale instantly.

She found that she couldn't face those sensible and expectant eyes.

But then.

In the pool of blood, the little man who looked like a curled up kitten appeared in front of her eyes, opened his fragile egg-like eyes, and opened his mouth faintly.

"Mom, it's so cold here, I'm so scared..."

The faces of the two children kept flashing before her eyes.

Song Wanwan was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly turned her head, looking at the light pouring out from the end of the corridor without focus.

At this moment, there was no expression on her face.

The fragile eyes carried a kind of calmness after madness.

She glanced at the little boy's room, talking nervously.

"Baby, I'm sorry, you still have your mother, but it's too hard for your brother to be alone there, I can only let your father accompany him..."

Then she stood there quietly like a statue, staring blankly at the light pouring from the open door of the study.

It seems to be waiting eagerly, and it seems to be welcoming some kind of judgment.

when……

The clock in the room struck eleven o'clock.

There is only one hour left today.

One second, two seconds, three seconds,...

She didn't move.

She knew that his body was different from ordinary people.

So triple the amount.

It was a blood-clotting serum toxoid.

As long as it enters the blood vessels, the blood in the whole body will coagulate, and no matter how big the animal is, it will die instantly.

She had dismissed all the servants from the house while he was taking a bath.

Now there are only three of them in the whole villa.

Even though everything was ready, she had watched him drink the tea with her own eyes.

But before the hammer hit the ground, her heart couldn't help jumping into her throat.

The open door and the pouring light seemed to turn into a giant mouth that devoured people, trying to swallow them whole.

Until there was a squeak, like the sound of a heavy object slipping and rubbing the chair.

Slightly came from a distance.

Her pupils dilated suddenly.

At this time, Bai Lu outside suddenly noticed that the evil aura from the little boy in the villa was being withdrawn from his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the evil aura in the study was flourishing, as if it was ripe, it increased a lot, and something was about to break through.

The man's head drooped slowly, and his whole body was paralyzed on the chair, as if he had suddenly lost his soul.

"Is that guy really dead?"

The two little things are always paying attention to the movement in the room.

Seeing the changes in the father and son, the little toad immediately blinked ignorantly.

"I thought that man could find out that she was poisoning?"

"Cut," the little devil glanced at it with an expression of looking at an idiot.

But when he looked at the man, the face behind the black flame was a little dignified.

In the villa, the woman dragged her heavy steps through the seemingly endless passage, and slowly came to the study, and saw the face she had just seen.

At this time its owner seems to be sleeping.

The deep and unpredictable black eyes were closed tightly, and the long eyelashes on the closed eyelids cast fan-shaped shadows. The man who used to be fierce and intimidating, now lowered his head slightly, and his angular profile showed no defense at all. most relaxed state.

If it weren't for the strange blue color of the familiar and sexy thin lips, she would have thought that the man in front of her was just lying on the seat and sleeping soundly.

The moonlight is like water, and the clear and bright moonlight shines through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows.

There was a "tap-tat-tat" sound from the expensive wooden floor.

Song Wanwan slowly came to him.

There was no expression on his plain and quiet face.

When things came to an end, she was surprisingly calm.

Looking at the familiar handsome face with closed eyes on the chair.

She was in a daze, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to describe his deep and handsome outline.

This is her husband.

The man who has been entangled with her for two lifetimes is also the stranger she is most familiar with.

Her slender white fingers followed his slightly raised browbones, ran across his thick eyebrows, brushed over the eyelashes on his eyelids, and traced his sculptural perfect lines.

Her eyes were quiet and peaceful.

There is an eerie sense of peace.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, she had never observed him so carefully.

His skin was smooth and cold, with a bone-piercing hardness.

She couldn't help holding that familiar but unfamiliar handsome face with her hands in a daze, and there was an unspeakable melancholy in the cool breeze.

Maybe only at this time, she dared to look at him so unscrupulously.

In the past and present, he left her with too much pain and despair.

Her heart was filled with fear.

Only at this time, he became so peaceful and serene that she felt a sense of security that she was in control.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for overfulfilling the revenge mission and helping the sequence swallow a hostile system."

"The host's performance has been recognized by the Void Sequence. The host's level has broken through from level 0 to level 1. Standing out from hundreds of millions of mortal beings and meeting the basic requirements of the sequence can open the path to transcendence. I hope the host will continue to work hard and the system will begin to upgrade. ..."

The mechanical sound in her head made the woman slightly startled.

She hadn't had time to figure out what those words meant.

She saw an unforgettable scene in her life.

The man lying on the chair suddenly trembled, his cold chest puffed up, and there was a sound like a heartbeat.

With a pop, a pair of hands stuck out from the man's chest.

It was a pair of adult-sized hands, without nails, without skin, the squirming flesh and blood were exposed, and the crimson muscles showed bundles of slender, fiber-like textures.

The hands were layered with muscles, and the sticky mucus dripped down. They stretched hard to the sides, and the man's chest opened.

Crawling out from inside was a skinless humanoid monster with a long umbilical cord-like rope in the middle of its stomach.

When the monster saw the woman, its lidless eyes burst into dazzling light, and it stretched out its big bloody hand and rushed towards her.

(End of this chapter)