She is her sister.

Isn't it natural to spend your own money?

"What am I?"

The little girl's voice sounded soft and glutinous.

It's like a strawberry-flavored marshmallow when you take a bite.

But the content contained in it made Songyue angry in an instant.

"What do you mean, are you trying to drive me away?

Mom and Dad haven't gone far yet, and you're going to do this to me! ”

Matsutsuki threw down the handbag he was carrying.

The wallet full of cards was immediately stuffed into the pocket of the skirt.

"You are already an adult, and our Song family has no obligation to support you."

"Your five million, I'll give it to you.

But after deducting the money you spent today, how much is left, weigh it yourself. ”

Matsutsuki clenched her fists and looked at the huge gap in the stairwell.

Squinted.

Truffle dropped the sentence and turned to leave.

Suddenly, she was keenly aware of the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind her.

The little girl's pupils constricted, she reached out and grabbed the handle of the stairs, and stepped up to dodge.

Kicked the unidentified object behind him.

Flashed up seven or eight stairs in an instant.

As soon as she stood still, she heard a scream behind her.

"Ahh

The sound is familiar.

That spicy-eyed ugly thing.

The little girl put her hands behind her back and stared at her toes.

Grievance.

Why do you treat her like this, this little pathetic.

She didn't want to see that person's ugly thing anymore.

But there was already no sound behind him.

In the end, the truffle still pursed her lips and her little face wrinkled.

He covered his face with his hand, leaving a slit on his fingertips.

Look behind you.

Behind him on the stairs.

An unidentified mass was lying there.

Well......

Matsutsuki's skirt was lifted because of the impact.

was already very poor in aesthetics, and picked a white lace skirt that didn't fit her own evening dress at all.

Now the entire lower body is only a pair of black lace safety pants.

and the two thighs of the white flowers.

And her fluffy lace skirt, with ribbons and beads embellished on it.

trapped the upper body of Songyue to a sturdy one.

Like a big cupcake.

It's still the kind of pattern that is messy and colorful.

Very embarrassed.

Moreover, her forehead hit the sharp corner of the stairs and knocked out a large gap.

The bleeding could not stop flowing.

It looks even more scary.

Truffle crouched down slightly.

Looking at Matsutsuki in a semi-comatose state.

Smile cutely and delicately.

She was careful not to let her white dress get stained with blood.

Stretching out white and tender little hands, delicate facial features and pure eyes.

Like a little angel.

Matsutsuki probably relied on her instinct for danger and showed the slightest sign of sobriety.

I opened my eyes dimly.

I felt a sharp pain all over my body.

The little girl's fingers gently stroked the place where Songyue was bleeding.

The tips of the slender white fingers were stained with blood.

She frowned, and there was some confusion and mixed emotions in her eyes.

Xiao Zhengtai in the spiritual sea looked confused, biting a biscuit, and was stunned in place.

Host, is the host swollen?

He didn't care about the biscuit falling to the ground, and immediately contacted the host with mental fluctuations.

But the call is invalid.

The speed seems to completely block out his dialogue function.

Not affected in the slightest.

He continued to look at the blood-colored liquid in his hand, and finally brought it closer to his mouth little by little.

【Host! This can't be eaten! The blood of this dead woman! 】

White jumped in a hurry in the sea of spirits, but couldn't get out at all.

"Blood ......"

The little girl licked her parched lips.

There was something indescribably strange about the voice.

There was a gleam of longing and intoxication in his eyes.

Seems to be fascinated by the smell of blood.