Chapter 1850: She's a Little Demon

Yao Shuangshuang finally broke free from the chaos and held Xia Qing's arm intimately.

Xia Qing: "You are pulling too tightly!" ”

"It's okay, people always like you!"

Wu Jiaojiao also stared at Xia Qing's back for a long time, and then turned her head to look at her friends, "Do you understand now?" ”

She said so much to them, and it was not as good as Xia Qing to say such a sentence, but this sentence is so classic!

One by one, these girls, after experiencing the blow of Daigo's empowerment, are now deeply ashamed of themselves, burying their heads low, and their faces are red.

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Unlike when she was outside, she was like a kaolin flower, a snow lotus in the sky, so beautiful that she was incomparably beautiful, and her temperament was mysterious and fascinating, Xia Qing returned home and became a little woman.

had already seen Si Muqing's shoes placed at the entrance, Xia Qing knew that he was back, changed into cute slippers, and went to Si Muqing lightly.

Life also needs small surprises and little fun, so she knows that Si Muqing's senses are very keen, and every time she is a long distance away from him, he can detect it, but she still plays this game of "hide and seek" with him.

Sometimes Si Muqing will also comply with her, pretending not to notice, but in fact, the slightly curved corners of his eyes and the upturned corners of his mouth have already betrayed him.

But Xia Qing will still be very happy, thinking that the concealment technique she learned in the team has improved.

As everyone knows, she is just a little demon, even if she cultivates for another 10,000 years, she can't catch up with the god Si Muqing!

Of course, this little interest is built when the house is very large, otherwise, it will be boring to find it all at once.

Normally, after Si Muqing went home, he would first go to their bedroom on the second floor to change clothes, Xia Qing made up her mind and started from the second floor, but starting from the master bedroom, to the guest room, and the children's room, she looked for him one by one, and found no trace of him.

Xia Qing frowned, and suddenly thought that there was a room in their bedroom just now that they hadn't been found, and that was the bathroom.

She returned to the bedroom of the two, and the master bedroom alone was more than 100 square meters.

The bathroom door is usually open, but this time it is closed, and there is something strange.

Xia Qing put her hand on the doorknob, but she suddenly couldn't breathe, her lips and teeth trembled, her hands and feet became infinitely stiff and cold, and the heart in her chest seemed to be unstable at all, jumping up and down, instinctively afraid.

She finally remembered why, because once in her dream in the middle of the night, she dreamed that Si Muqing's perfect body without a trace of fat and clear barriers fell in the bathtub, and he had a lot of gunshot wounds on his body, especially the chest was a vital point, he covered his chest with his hands, and the blood flowed down his fingers, oozing out continuously, like a fountain, and the blood stained all the water in a bathtub red, dyed a mottled blood.

He just looked at Xia Qing with a pair of reluctant and deep eyes, and at that moment Xia Qing was so painful that she seemed to lose her voice in an instant.

When people are most desperate and frightened, they don't scream, they don't cry, but as if time has stood still, the pain seems to have been split in half!

The bathtub was the bathroom of their house, so Xia Qing was instinctively timid when she saw this bathroom now.

The chill rose from the soles of her feet, and she ran away for the first time, and she didn't even have the courage to open the bathroom door, and muttered her head with a pale face, "No, it won't." ”