Chapter 811: If You Dare to Make Me Have Spicy Eyes, I'll Cut You

With the audience, Christine showed unprecedented seriousness, and the "squeak, squeak" was even more ugly.

The magic sound was in his ears, and Lu Yiyi didn't seem to be able to hear the unpleasant sound of his playing, and played the beat more cooperatively, as if he heard the sound of heaven.

Unconsciously, there was a seamless coordination in the room, one pretending to listen carefully, the other pretending to blow seriously, and there was a stalemate for an hour.

It's just that I pity Master Meow, I want to pretend to be a doll, and I can only watch the two of them perform with a headache...

"Tick, tick..."The clock on the wall walked very slowly, and although Lu Yiyi listened carefully on the surface, his afterglow was sweeping the surrounding environment.

This cell is also like a suite, the layout and structure are the same as Shen Ya's VIP cell, the only difference is that there are more monitors and a lot less entertainment accessories, for example, Lu Yiyi saw the latest VN electrical appliances in Shen Ya's VIP cell before, and there is a three-meter diameter circular multi-functional bathtub and the like.

Christine's cell is simple, with a desk in the living room, two single sofas, two wooden chairs, a bedroom on the right, a single bed, and a bathroom on the left, sprayed and no bathtub.

There is a blackboard on the wall, and there are traces of chalk erased on it, and there is nothing about chemical experiments at all, and it is really difficult to think of the person in front of him, who is a genius in drug making.

Come to think of it, he hid it very well about personal privacy, and he didn't leave any clues at all.

After an hour, Christine finally stopped playing, and to Lu Yiyi's surprise, after he put down the bagpipes, he politely did not speak, and bowed to the only audience.

Immediately, he turned and walked to the bedroom, as if no one was ready to undress and go to bed.

Lu Yiyi didn't avoid his gaze, she knew his intentions, undoubtedly he wanted to disgust Lu Yiyi and scare her away by the way.

This kind of scene, if it were someone else, it might blow up the hair, but since Lu Yiyi came prepared, it was unlikely that he would blow up the hair.

Lu Yiyi just looked at Christine quietly, smiled lightly, this time did not choose Irish, but said in Chinese: "Mr. Christine, I advise you not to use this method to deal with me, as long as you dare to take it off, I dare to look at it, but I have never suffered a loss, you dare to make me spicy eyes, I can make you a eunuch and cut off the places you have seen." ”

Christine, who was halfway through her stripping, heard this, paused, and then continued to take off, this time finally saying a few more words: "This lady, are you threatening me?" Didn't you investigate me before you came? I'm not afraid of anything. ”

"It's not enough to threaten you, but I happened to receive a message before I came, and I originally wanted to share it with you, but you are so unloving, so I can only cut you and show Karelina the part I saw."

As soon as the words fell, Christine's hand paused again, and it was obvious that his reaction was a little more intense than before.

However, this is a stalemate, and whoever gives up first loses.

So, Christine continued to undress as if nothing had happened, but at a slower pace.

When Lu Yi saw this, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and it seemed that she had found Christine's daughter useful before she came.

Originally, she was not confident that Christine didn't care about his daughter, after all, since Christine was engaged in poison research and development, he never returned home, let alone recorded that he had contact with his family, and even sent money only ten years ago.

So, it's hard to say that Christine still cares about that home.

It wasn't until just now, when Lu Yi heard Christine play the Irish bagpipes, that she imagined again that Christine cared about her daughter, because although Christine played indiscriminately, the intermittent nodes of the song had a source of music to follow.