Good evening, Lord Hades

Because of the pain, the cold sweat on my forehead Shua shed down.

Don't you say you can't talk outside? How can I explain this when they hear me.

"What's the matter with you, Xiao Fei? You look so ugly. " Fang Jiajia asked with concern.

Worried about being seen strange by them, I shook my head again and again: "it's OK, come to my aunt's stomachache, let's continue."

But when I put my hand on the table again, my lower abdomen seemed to be kicked from inside, which made my body tremble.

"I said no, I don't like it here. Let's go!" The little guy in his belly roared like he was angry.

Although the pain is not as strong as it was just now, it still makes me feel "clattering" in my heart.

It's over. Maybe the sound just now was too small for them to hear, but it was so clear that they all heard it, right?

My head is spinning, thinking about how to explain.

But Fang Jiajia and ye Zichen's expression didn't see any fluctuation, as if there was no sound just now.

"Just now, didn't you hear any strange noise?"

I tentatively asked, want to know if they really don't know, or are hiding something.

"What's the noise? Didn't you say you had a stomachache? After that there was no sound

I nodded thoughtfully and felt relieved.

It seems that I am the only one who can hear the voice of this little guy.

It's OK. It's just a nail. What's to worry about.

I said a word silently in my heart, trying to test whether this little thing can hear me. After a few tumultuous tumults in my stomach, it confirmed my idea.

It turns out that our mother and son really have the so-called telepathy. Needless to say, he can know what I think.

No matter what he said, it's not good to refuse. Maybe it's just because children are not used to such things as manicure.

Tumbling in the belly for a while, then stopped.

"You don't listen to me. I'll tell Dad that I'm angry." The little guy threatened.

But I didn't pay any attention to it and put my hand on the table again.

Anyway, this little guy is in my stomach now. Even if Mo liangye really comes, I don't believe what he will do to me.

Soon, my hand was in the hands of the clerk, gently playing.

Layer after layer of gorgeous color painted on my hands, the original color of nails was covered by thick nail polish, replaced by bright color.

I don't know why, but I felt a sense of disgust in my heart. I wanted to get rid of all these.

But as soon as they made it for me, I took it off. Isn't that a slap in the face?

So you'd better bear it and wait until you go back.

"It's a beautiful color. It makes your skin white and tender."

Ye Zichen and Fang Jiajia hold my hands in their hands and look at them again. They don't notice that I'm becoming more and more gloomy.

Afterwards, they also had their nails done one after another.

I found that their faces were as tired as those who had done manicures before.

But because it was late, I didn't think much about it, so I said goodbye to them in a hurry and set foot on the way home.

On the way, somehow, I raised my hand to have a look at the newly made manicure.

As a result, I saw a faint green halo on the bright pink nail in the moonlight.

Shit, what's going on? Is this manicure still moonlight?

I felt a little flustered in my heart. After putting my hands in my sleeves, I ran home in a fit of anger.

I found a file in the kitchen and polished the nail polish layer after layer.

I didn't stop until my fingernails were sore and soft enough to be depressed.

I raised my head to have a look, as expected or natural color is the best!

But the next second, I'm not happy.

Because the full white crescent on my fingers disappeared without exception!