100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 1309 A difference in thought will lead to two endings
After washing her hair, Chu Chu sat up, and the hostess carefully wiped her wet hair with a dry towel, and then combed it for her.

If it was before, she would definitely be moved, but now her heart is very cold, and she has been planning in her mind how to do it tonight, how to be foolproof.

"Okay." The hostess put down the towel, "I'm ready to make dinner, and I can prepare dinner in about half an hour."

Chu Chu bowed to the hostess, and gave her a thankful smile, thanking her for washing her hair.

The rain hasn't stopped yet, and it's pattering down, as if the whole world has become quiet, and the sky is gradually dimming...

Night falls.

After washing her hair, Chuchu went upstairs. She looked downstairs, guessing that the two of them would not go upstairs for the time being.

She came to the couple's bedroom, and because she trusted her enough, the door was never locked.

She quickly rummaged through the bedside table, but she didn't find the small medicine bottle... She closed the drawer and quickly rummaged under the pillow, turning her eyes to look outside the door from time to time, listening to the movement outside, for fear that someone would come over .

There was nothing on the bed either. She arranged the pillows and quilts, looked around quickly, and saw a wardrobe. She walked over and quickly opened the door. Except for the three drawers, it was a partition or a place to hang clothes. She opened the top I quickly searched through the drawer in my home... I didn't find the medicine bottle, and I quickly closed it.

Opened the second one... She didn't find the bottle of sleeping pills until the bottom one was opened!
After taking a breath, I quickly took out the bottle, shook it in my hand, and felt that the bottle was full!

This is a two-month supply. I bought it the night before yesterday. God helped her!

Chu Chu put the medicine bottle in her pocket, closed the drawer and cabinet door, got up and quickly left the bedroom, and when she returned to her own bedroom, she calmed down, the matter was more than half, at this time her mind was already controlled by the devil Living.

After a while, she returned to the bedroom and wrote a note: Thank you auntie for washing my hair.

Then she took the note and walked downstairs.

The hostess was in the shed in the backyard, staring blankly at the few black hairs on the concrete floor. She didn't bend down to pick them up, because recalling the days of getting along, she suddenly felt a little bit helpless.

If this girl is really Mu Ziwei, then she is also a harmless person now, who is not a sage?As long as the shortcomings can be corrected, it is also very good.

Combined with her performance during this period, she experienced the fire and the injury, and was lucky to be reborn. She should correct her evil and return to the right?
If she wasn't Mu Ziwei, then I would go to Jiacheng to give away samples for this one billion, isn't this behavior shameful?
The hostess has reflections.

Chu Chu was going downstairs... She had a whole bottle of sleeping pills in her pocket, and there was a cold and fierce light in her eyes.

In the backyard shed, the kind hostess suddenly felt that she couldn't do this, she had to save the girl.

So she bent down and washed the hair away with the water after washing her hair, and also broke the idea of ​​​​sending samples.

What my husband told me just now was not wrong.

Her husband said, "My wife, what can you do with this one billion? Can you eat it up in your life? Can you use it up? But what you may have killed is a life that has changed its ways! Life is precious, If she gets better, even if she is reborn, it doesn't have to force her to a dead end."

It was precisely because of her husband's words that the hostess was completely awakened. She was kind by nature, and she decided to let the peaceful days continue...

At this time Chuchu went downstairs, she stood at the end of the stairs, turned her eyes to look at the sky, night fell.

After regaining her composure and taking another step, she came to the kitchen alone, opened the refrigerator and saw a large bowl of cuttlefish soup, cooked some more at noon, and the aunt said that she would eat in two meals.

She glanced at the door, no one came, she reached out and quickly took out the big bowl full of soup from the refrigerator.

Then she turned around and turned on the liquefier, quickly washed the pot and put the big bowl of soup into the pot, then looked at the door vigilantly, but no one came, she quickly took out the medicine bottle from her pocket, unscrewed the cap, and put the whole bottle of sleeping pills Poured into the soup, without hesitation, without even frowning, and then stirred quickly with a shovel, hoping to dissolve it quickly.

During the whole process, she kept looking at the door without stopping, and she put the empty medicine bottle back into her pocket.

As the temperature rose, the pills were almost dissolved, leaving almost no traces.

She finally let go of her heart, and then turned around and took out some other dishes from the refrigerator, intending to stir them up...

The hostess appeared in the hall, and she heard voices coming from the kitchen, while her husband was sitting on the sofa.

She was slightly startled, "Eh? You're not cooking?"

The host put down the newspaper in his hand, and he looked up at his wife, "Aren't you doing it?"

Their eyes met, and then they were slightly startled, and looked towards the direction of the kitchen together.

"neat?"

The two were almost in unison, and then the host stood up, and the hostess quickly turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Sure enough, she saw the girl busy. Maybe because she was too hasty, she didn't even turn on the smoking machine, so the hostess helped her open it. , and walked towards her, "Chuchu, why are you in the kitchen? Let me come! The smell of smoke oil is strong here, so don't touch your new skin, go out quickly."

The girl put down the shovel, held the handle of the pot with both hands with a smile on her face, lifted the pot and poured the cuttlefish soup dissolved in sleeping pills into a large clean bowl.

Then the hostess took the handle of the pot from her hand, and then took the shovel: "I will come, I will come, I will come, you go out, it will be fine in a while."

Chu Chu smiled and took out a note and opened it for her to read.

"Thank you, auntie, for helping me wash my hair?" The hostess poured a plate of dishes into the pot. She saw the words on it, and said to her with a smile while cooking, "You're welcome, I'm fine if I'm idle today, yes Bar?"

Chu Chu had a sweet smile, and her eyes were dark and deep.

"Go out, the smell of oily smoke is strong here, and the dishes will be cooked soon." The hostess said concernedly, "Watch some TV, your uncle is in the living room."

She nodded with a smile, then took the big bowl of cuttlefish soup and went to the restaurant.

Standing in the empty restaurant, without turning on the lights, the surrounding light was a bit dim, she stared at the bowl of soup coldly, her murderous intentions became more and more serious, without a trace of remorse or uneasiness, until this moment she still decided to make the soup The couple died.

After about 5 minutes, all the dishes were fried, and the hostess brought them to the table one by one. Chuchu helped to add the dishes, and then served the rice, looking like a well-behaved girl next door.

"Okay, let's eat." The hostess happily took off her apron, and she moved out the dining chair to sit down with everyone, "Chuchu, you need to drink more soup, it will nourish your skin and nourish your blood. Great."

The girl nodded with a smile, got up and picked up a spoon to scoop up four spoonfuls of cuttlefish soup for the hostess.

(End of this chapter)