Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 190 Thousands of calculations are just to seize the body of the big brother Yao

Wen's back garden.

'Da, da, da', the sound of high heels from far to near.

One stroke, one stroke, very regular, every stroke seems to be stepping on the heartstrings.

One tightening and one loosening make people tense, uneasy, and hurried.

It's like the calm before the storm, like the calm before the sea floods, like the silence before the avalanche, but there are endless and immeasurable dangers hidden.

"You're here." Cao's voice sounded, and she looked up at the Wuyao who was approaching slowly.

This skin, no matter when you look at it, is always amazing.

It's still the kind of skin that looks better the more you look at it.

This unique, unparalleled skin is ten thousand times better than Hua Xueli's skin on her body.

Fifth Yao was dressed in a white lace cheongsam, outlining an exquisite, protruding figure.

Holding a white folding fan in hand, sitting gracefully on the opposite side of the grass, there are as many styles as you want.

This woman, every gesture, every frown and smile is charming.

It's not an intentionally flamboyant charm, but a natural charm that melts into the bones and emanates from the bones.

Covering his face with a folding fan, Wuyao said lazily, "If I don't come, you've been waiting in vain."

After listening to Wuyao's words, Cao felt something was wrong in her heart, but she couldn't remember it for the time being.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

When she succeeds in seizing the house, she will be the fifth day.

It was already dark, and the garden was completely dark, the only light was the candle burning on the stone table for the two of them.

This is not an ordinary candle, but a psychedelic candle that Cao specially prepared to seize Fifth Yao's body.

In order to prepare for all this, she also asked Ziyu to destroy the lights in Wen's garden in advance...

She knew Wuyao was strong, and she also knew that Wuyao, like her and Chen Ziyu, was probably inhuman.

The best way to deal with an opponent stronger than yourself is not to head-on, but to use resourcefulness and means skillfully.

She has no time to wait, tonight, she is bound to win.

"Would you like tea?" Asked Fifth Yao, Cao poured the tea by herself, her voice was no longer gentle: "It was specially prepared for you, it's a pity that you don't take a sip."

After finishing speaking, Cao picked up the tea and handed it to Wu Wuyao.

The tea is indeed carefully prepared for Wuyao, as long as she drinks it, she will be slaughtered by her.

Fifth Yao took the tea, his voice was not warm: "Since it was carefully prepared for me, it's really a pity if I don't drink it."

After she finished speaking, she took a sip of her tea under her expectant eyes.

Xu felt that the tea was good, so she took another sip.

After a series of actions, she drank all the tea in the cup.

Passing the cup to Cao, Fifth Yao said lazily, "It tastes good, let's have another cup."

Seeing that she didn't notice anything unusual, Cao suppressed the joy in her heart and refilled her a glass.

Seeing her take a sip and put it down without moving, Cao Cao said, "Aren't you afraid?"

With her chin in her hand, Fifth Yao played with the fan in her hand, her eyes half closed, and said lazily and charmingly, "What are you afraid of?"

Seeing Wuyao's shockingly beautiful face under the candlelight through the flickering candlelight, Cao slowly opened her lips word by word: "Maybe, I will poison the tea."

"Hehe." Fifth Yao laughed, the laughter was like a bell, but it was as cold as frost, it made people feel like they were sitting on pins and needles, like a glow on their backs.

Her lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes look gentle and fragrant, and the lines of her face are soft and elegant, "You are Hua Xueli, and you are backed by Hua's family, so you won't be so stupid as to dig your own grave."

Lifting his eyelids lightly, Wu Wuyao looked at the grass in a charming manner: "This is the Wen family."

Cao laughed, his eyes were full of certainty, "But what if I'm not?"

Putting down the hand resting on his chin, he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, Wu Yao's voice was watery: "You want to say, you are not Hua Xueli, but a flower transformed from grass."

"You want my body, don't you?"

(End of this chapter)