The old woman observed for a while, but found nothing suspicious, if Song Yue and He Shenyuan forcibly stuffed a mouth full of dog food.

She looked at the young and beautiful Song Yue, and the handsome He Shenyuan, and saw their ears and temples grinding and being intimate, and suddenly felt jealous.

The smile on his face stiffened unconsciously.

It's even a little twisted.

If someone stares at her, they may be startled by her change of face.

A sorcerer is a sorcerer.

No matter how well disguised he is, his heart is still full of anger and strong malice towards the whole world.

The old woman was dressed nicely, and when she smiled, she looked like a kind university professor.

However, once the malice in her heart was activated, her expression became hideous.

The face was gloomy and frightening.

She's jealous.

I'm crazy with jealousy.

As long as it is a woman, there are few people who don't care about their appearance and age.

She used to be a big beauty too.

It's a pity that even if he becomes an evil magician, he still doesn't have the ability to look youthful forever.

Even if you have the power to deceive people, you still have to watch your face in the mirror get older.

Over the years, it has gradually become unrecognizable.

Even if you try your best, you can't keep your skin young and supple.

Song Yue's beauty and youth stung her eyes fiercely.

Seeing the intimacy between her and He Shenyuan, the old woman only felt that one of her hearts seemed to be tightly held in the palm of her hand by an invisible hand, pinched and shattered.

Looking at He Shenyuan's handsome side face, she suddenly changed her mind.

She not only wants to get the inheritance from He Shenyuan, but also him!

I heard that He Shenyuan likes Song Yue very much, so she wants He Shenyuan to kill this dead girl with her own hands!

The old woman stared at Song Yue and He Shenyuan, and the malice in her eyes was so strong that it almost flowed out.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Yue suddenly stood up.

Then she turned and walked in the direction of the old woman.

The old woman's face changed suddenly, and she returned to the intellectual elegance she had just looked.

Song Yue got closer and closer.

The old woman couldn't help but look at her.

At this glance, the jealousy in her heart became even stronger.

Delicate skin, firm muscles.

The facial features are delicate and the neck is slender.

He is tall and has a thin waist and long legs.

From head to toe, it is impossible to find a flaw at all.

Many beauties, even if they are very beautiful, will have some flaws on their bodies.

Either the arms are too short.

Either the legs are too thick.

Either the neck is too short.

Or get fat.

Also, you have to pick the angle.

It looks good from the front, but it is not satisfactory from other angles.

What's more, the overall look is good-looking, but the details of the facial features are very average.

But Song Yue in front of him made it impossible to find anything bad at all.

It is like a masterpiece carefully carved by God, delicate and beautiful, and has a unique temperament of nobility and elegance.

As Song Yue got closer and closer, the old woman saw more and more clearly.

She was even more jealous.

No!

No!

Or not!

Why?

Can't find a flaw in this dead girl?

Could it be that she is really the darling of God?

No, she didn't believe it!

It's not fair!

The old woman's face was a little distorted when she was excited.

Suddenly, she looked at He Shenyuan, her eyes full of determination.

Song Yue walked to the old woman's seat.

Her position was just close to the aisle, and if Song Yue walked over, she would pass by.

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