Chapter 4 The so-called business
Qiao Song stared at the slender fingers of Hades grasping her wrist, her brows furrowed, was this person a little too enthusiastic?
Based on Qiao Song's twelve years of survival experience, there must be some kind of purpose hidden under this excessive enthusiasm. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info However, with her current strength, she can't resist at all.
As soon as his body was light, he was hugged by the king of Hades, Qiao Song's body froze suddenly, and before they could react, they had already left the antique hall and were on the crowded street.
Neon staggered, traffic busy.
Hades is faster than Wanyan, and in a blink of an eye, he can reach the space he wants to go.
Seeing the surprise in Qiao Song's eyes, Hades explained, "This is called teleportation, it's very simple," and touched Qiao Song's head again, smiling wickedly, "If you want to learn, I can teach you." ”
"There is no such thing as a free lunch," Qiao Song moved a little further away from him, "where are you going now?" ”
Hades didn't insist either, pointing across the street, "There." ”
"Clothing store?" The business of a clothing store?
Hades smiled helplessly, and motioned to Qiao Song to look at the people around him, Qiao Song looked over, uh, the eyes of those people were indeed very strange, like ......
"Isn't it strange that Uncle Strange brought a little girl wrapped in a bath towel?"
Qiao Song looked down at the bath towel on his body and looked at Hades, what does it matter?
Hades shook his head and took Qiao Song's hand across the road, he didn't like it, although his small body was dry and not developed at all, he still didn't like his little girl to be looked at by other men, and women couldn't do it!
Hades took two white dresses for Qiao Song, Qiao Song shook his head, picked out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt to change into, "It's so convenient." ”
Hades shrugged, "As long as you like it, I'm fine." As he spoke, Hades was about to take Qiao Song's hand again, but Qiao Song turned to one side and avoided it without a trace. Hades leaned close to her ear, his eyes looked at the shopping guide, looking like a thief, "I didn't bring any money, I had to use teleportation to escape, if you don't let me arrest you, how can I get away." ”
"Look, there's just one door in this store, and two women guarding it, are you sure you can get out? Of course, I can beat them, but it's too embarrassing, you say. ”
Qiao Song looked at him sideways, he spread his hands, and said innocently, "Look, I don't have a pocket." ”
Simply so!
Qiao Song took a deep breath, walked behind a row of clothes, stretched out his right index finger, and drew stroke by stroke in the void. This pattern was the one Wanyan painted last night, she looked at it carefully, and she wrote it down after only one time.
Hades stood behind her and said with a smile, "Close your eyes, hold your breath and concentrate, and concentrate the breath around your body to the place where the spirit bead in your body is." ”
Qiao Song did as Hades said without hesitation, and sure enough, her body was slightly hot, and she seemed to feel that her body was emitting a red light, and the light was getting brighter and brighter, and it was getting brighter and brighter, forming a strange force, as if it could drown her whole person in the next second.
Qiao Song had difficulty breathing, his hand was suddenly grabbed, and the voice of Hades rang in his ears, "Next time, remember to think about where you want to go, today, follow me!" ”
Exhaled in one breath, the slight heat on their bodies suddenly disappeared, and they were no longer in the clothing store just now. As soon as his feet landed, Qiao Song's eyes were covered. At the same time as the darkness hit, there was also a smell of erosion.
"Uh-huh...... Yes...... A little harder, ah, a little deeper, a little deeper, ah, you're awesome, I, ah, love ......"
The coquettish female voice entered her ears, and Qiao Song, who knew the matter, gave up the plan to tear open the hand that covered her eyes.
"Ahem!" Hades coughed lightly, and the gasp was gone, replaced by a man's scream, "Ah! Ahh
The screams suddenly stopped, and a displeased voice sounded, "The thing is big, but the guts are pitifully small, it's really boring!" ”
Qiao Song regained his light, and the screaming man was gone, and Wanyan knotted his red nightgown as she twisted her waist and walked towards them.
didn't look at Qiao Song, but bowed respectfully to the king of Hades, "Boss." ”
Wanyan and the black-robed man seemed to be afraid of Hades. This made Qiao Song more determined to his thoughts, this Hades is not as approachable as it seems on the surface.
Hades raised his eyebrows slightly, "How's the mission done?" ”
Wanyan looked at Hades inexplicably, when did he care about their mission? Haven't they always been left to their claims? But he replied cautiously, "It will be solved tonight." ”
"Well, you do what you do, and we'll take a look."
Wanyan looked at Qiao Song beside Hades, and she already understood what Hades meant, so she said, "Okay." ”
Wanyan arranged dinner, and halfway through eating, Hades suddenly said that he had something to go first, and asked Wanyan to take Qiao Song back to the office after the mission.
Wanyan wished that the king of Hades was not here, and nodded again and again, and the king of Hades glanced at Qiao Song meaningfully, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Qiao Song ate her own food, as if she didn't realize it, but Wanyan put down her chopsticks and looked at Qiao Song scrutinically, what is the origin of this little girl, is it worth the boss to train herself?
The door rang just in time.
"Come in."
The person who came was a fat woman, and before she entered the door, she said, "Wanyan girl, I promise your conditions, I just ask you to ......" Seeing that there were other people in the room besides Wanyan, she stopped talking.
Wan Yan smiled, "Mrs. Zhou, there are no outsiders here, just say it." ”
The fat woman known as Mrs. Zhou was relieved, hurriedly walked towards Wanyan, and grabbed Wanyan's forearm, "Wanyan girl, as long as you can help me win back my husband's heart, I am willing to give you my soul." ”
Wan Yan glanced at the fat hand on her forearm, and her smile became a little colder, "You have to think about it, even if you take back your husband's heart and lose your soul, you can't stay with him." ”
"I don't care about staying with him, I want him to love me, and when I die, he can always think about me and think of me, and I will die without regrets. Wanyan girl, please help me, please help me. ”
Mrs. Zhou was so excited that she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Wanyan.
"Okay, I'll help you, sign this contract, and your soul belongs to me."
Wanyan turned into a black piece of paper in the void and handed it to Mrs. Zhou. Mrs. Zhou didn't even glance at the contents of the paper, but signed it on the black paper.
Wanyan withdrew the contract and handed Mrs. Zhou a pill, "When I go back, give this pill to your husband, and he will return to the time when he loved you the most, I will come and take your soul at twelve o'clock in the evening, you only have four hours." ”
"Okay, thank you, Miss Wanyan, thank you, Miss Wanyan!" Mrs. Zhou thanked her and left.
Wanyan looked at Mrs. Zhou's back and sneered, "In order to get the heart of a man who no longer loves him, he is willing to sell his soul, it is really foolish!" ”