"Compared to a rat like you who dare not show up, it is naturally a hundred times stronger."

For some reason, she felt that the voice just now seemed familiar.She frowned and thought carefully, tangled up.

Aaron scowled and scolded loudly, "Be careful what you say, you offend my master, and you won't know how you will die then."

Qingting withdrew her thoughts, and said slowly, "I don't know when I will die, but I know the date of your death. There is no antidote in a month, and the seven orifices bleed to death. The death is so miserable."

She also pretended to sigh softly, with a look of sympathy.

Aaron was blown away, such a tricky woman.

He threatened loudly, "Ye Qingting, hand over the antidote, otherwise you will never have a good life."

In the past, as long as he did this, everyone would be scared to death.

But this time there was no effect at all, Qing Ting spread her hands and looked indifferent.

"Either kill me or listen to me, you choose."

A stern light flashed in Aaron's eyes, "Okay, you asked for this."

He rushed over and grabbed Qingting's neck, tightening it little by little.

Qingting didn't struggle, and didn't ask for help, she looked at him coldly with her big black and white eyes, the corner of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and she remained silent.

The two confront each other, and each will not give in.

Aaron's hands were pinched tighter and tighter, his face was ferocious and murderous, as if to put her to death.

Qingting's breath gradually weakened, her eyes turned white, but she never resisted.

Just when the Qingting was about to fail, the voice sounded again, "Let go."

Aaron was stunned for a moment, then let go in a hurry, staring blankly at his hands, feeling chills in his heart.

This woman is a lunatic, and a lunatic who is not afraid of death.

Realizing this, he shivered.

Qingting's face was flushed and she coughed non-stop.

"Cough, cough, cough." She almost died, but the corner of her mouth twitched and she smiled contemptuously after she escaped from death. "You are a big man, why are you so weak? Stretch me harder."

Aaron has never seen such a perseverant woman who is not afraid of death in his life.

His hands were trembling, he didn't know whether it was anger or fear. "You...you really are a monster."

Qing Ting only took it as a compliment, accepted it with a smile, and rubbed his neck, "I'm sleepy, arrange a room for me to live in, it should be spacious, bright, ventilated and clean. Cosmetics, skin care products, and bath supplies should be provided according to my habits. .”

She reported a lot of brands, all of which she usually used, and she didn't even forget the nail polish.

"Have someone prepare hot water, I want to take a bath, prepare rose petals, lavender essential oil, xx brand."

"I only wear these two brands of clothes, size S, and get me the latest models."

"Get someone to cook quickly. I won't make it difficult for you. If you want a Buddha jumping over the wall, yellow croaker rolls, lobster balls, stewed peppercorns with pine nuts, and a gourd cake and red bean cake for dim sum."

Aaron's nerves collapsed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, who the hell is this.

What kind of monster is this?

How could she order him so confidently?

He is not her subordinate, why?

Why does he have the illusion that it is easy to ask God, but difficult to send God away?

Does the master know that she is this kind of person?

After Qingting finished giving instructions, seeing him not moving, she glared at him angrily.

"Hurry up and wait on Miss Ben, maybe I will give you the antidote."

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