Qing Huan was lying on the bed, trying to find a way to be alone, but her head hurt and she couldn't come up with it.

It doesn't work to make an excuse for convenience, there is a gong bucket in the house, yesterday she said that it was convenient, Huaidie made a basin of water, and stood aside with toilet paper and looked at her.

I can't drive them away, and I can't get rid of them, so I can't mention how awkward I feel when I go to the toilet.

I just fell over my head, and I am afraid that it will not work to be alone, so I can only find a way to isolate the sight of the maids.

Qing Huan caught a glimpse of the screen out of the corner of his eye, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he had a way.

"Nianlu, the light in this room is too bright, it stabs my brain, you help me close the doors and windows, and then surround the fence, I want to sleep."

Nian Lu got the order, and quickly closed the doors and windows, she wanted to take away the mask on Qing Huan's bed, but Qing Huan was willing to let her take it, only said that she wanted to watch them sleep.

Nian Lu had to put down the curtain for Qing Huan, and put one end of the screen against the head of the bed, and the other end to the foot of the bed, and then retreated to the house to do some chores.

Qing Huan was patient, lay on the bed for a while, and listened to the room, Nianlu was no longer moving, and then she picked up the mask, a little excited and a little nervous to prepare for the test.

"God, you got me to this ancient world, and I don't care about it, but you must bless me to wear a mask and be able to transform, and the happiness of the rest of my life can be all on this mask."

After praying in his heart, Qing Huan picked out Feitian from the six masks, the most beautiful of these six masks is Feitian, and the most capable is Feitian.

Therefore, Qing Huan took Feitian as his first choice.

When the mask was put on his face, a familiar attraction came, and Qing Huan couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart, and his heart was pounding fast.

When he let go of his hand, the mask disappeared from his eyes, and Qing Huan quickly turned his head to look at his body.

She has really changed, and even her clothes have changed, and now Qing Huan is wearing very little, her figure is uneven, and colorful ribbons are wrapped around her body.

"Sure enough, this body is weird, and sure enough, as long as I wear a mask, I can transform, hahahaha."

Qing Huan felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he was almost about to look up to the sky and laugh.

After being excited for a long time, she calmed down, raised her hand and touched her face, her face also changed, and now her nose is high and her chin is sharper than before.

Qing Huan touched the sore spot he bumped again, the bulge the size of a duck's egg was still there, and when he touched it, it was a prickly pain.

It seems that he can indeed transform by wearing a mask, but the injuries on his body are still there, and it seems that no matter what he becomes, it is impossible to make the wounds heal immediately.

After determining that he could transform, Qing Huan wanted to try whether he could also have the ability of a goddess, although he also knew in his heart that such a possibility was very small.

But what if? If she really has that ability, she can laugh at the world.

Qing Huan closed his eyes and gave orders in his mind.

"The curtain flies."

The curtain was silent, and it didn't even shake for a moment.

"Something you might want to say?"

Qing Huan thought secretly, and said softly in a breath like a thief.

"The curtain flies."

The curtain was still motionless, Qing Huan sighed in his heart, it seemed that he could only become a goddess, but he would not have the magical powers of a goddess.

Come to think of it, how can a goddess who can't even heal a wound be considered a goddess, it seems that this fairy mask is useless except for scaring people.

"Miss, did you call me?"

Nian Lu vaguely seemed to hear some voices, but he couldn't hear them clearly, so he had to ask softly.

Qing Huan hurriedly took off his mask, lay on the bed and pretended to sleep, without talking.

Nian Lu saw that Miss didn't speak for a long time, and she didn't care if she was hallucinating.

After a while, Qing Huan listened to no movement in the room, and then picked up the second mask, on which was painted a man's face.

Qing Huan put on a mask, and sure enough, he became a man.

Qing Huan couldn't see his face, and saw that he was wearing a moon-white robe at this time, covered with a lake blue shirt, and a blue belt with silver embroidery was tied around his waist, and there was actually a ring-shaped green jade nostalgia with a good color hanging under the belt.

Qing Huan was suddenly curious, and she didn't know if this nostalgia was real or would disappear as long as she transformed, so she dismantled the nostalgia and put it at the head of the bed.

After dismantling the jade pendant, Qing Huan touched his chest, well, there is nothing more that should not be more.

After hesitating for a moment, she blushed again, rolled her eyes and looked at the curtain, but her hand hesitated to touch her lower body.

grabbed it, well, bulging, Qing Huan quickly let go of his hand, his face flushed, well, there should be no less things.

But Qing Huan in her previous life, plus a total of thirty-eight years old in this life, has never had that kind of experience, just from the feel, she is not sure whether it is something that is bulging in her heart.

What's more, how to say it, now there is no one but herself, she has been single for so many years, and this object is her own, right?

Cough, Qing Huan, blushing, glanced under him, and quickly rolled his eyes, but did not take off his mask.

Lying on the bed for a while, she looked down at her again, heaven and man had been fighting for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back her curiosity.

Qing Huan closed his eyes, lifted his robe, pulled his pants with a brush, and then squinted his eyes and glanced at them.

Well, sure enough, it looks similar to that, the one I've seen on the computer.

Qing Huan didn't dare to take a closer look, and saw that there was indeed something that should have been, so he quickly took off his mask.

She lay alone on the bed, her face flushed with shame, and after a while she secretly scolded herself for not being productive.

"There's no one, look at yourself yourself, what a shy fart."

Thinking like this, the flush on his face finally faded.

Only then did she turn her head to look at the jade pendant, and sure enough, it was gone.

"It seems that this object will indeed disappear as long as you take off the mask, and it is unlikely that you will want to make a fortune with the mask in the future."

After trying on the man's mask, she picked up the kitten's mask again.

As soon as the mask was put on, Qing Huan felt that the bed seemed to be much bigger.

When she raised her hand, she saw a snow-white fluffy plum claw, the claw turned over, it was a pink pad, and with a slight force on her hand, sharp nails were exposed on the pad.

Qing Huan turned over and stood up quietly on the bed.

She turned her head to look at her body, it was a snow-white cat, she couldn't see her face, and she didn't know the breed of the cat.

I saw that this cat was born very well, there was no miscellaneous hair on the body, the hair on the tail of the cat was long and fluffy, standing tall, swinging the tail, the hair on the tail floated gently, which made Qinghuan want to touch his hair.

It's a pity that she worked hard, and the tail couldn't be delivered to her eyes according to her own wishes, and Qing Huan's stubborn temper was teased by the tail at once.

She turned her head and tried desperately to reach her tail, and by the time she reacted, she had already circled around her tail several times.

After coming back to his senses, Qing Huan couldn't help but close his eyes, raised his cat's paw, slapped his paw on his cat's head, and let out a long sigh.

"I'm afraid I'm not a fool to learn how to play with a cat's tail."

Qing Huan raised his furry paws, and pulled them on his face angrily, and the mask was pulled off.

After turning back into a human body, Qing Huan woke up to the fact that after becoming a cat, although his thinking is still his own thinking, his behavior and temperament seem to be somewhat influenced by cats.

Qing Huan silently wrote down this, and then picked up the mosquito mask with some excitement.

If you can turn into an insect, then where else in the world is there that you can't reach?