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Vichy ran back to the living room on the first floor before stopping, her breathing became shallow and quick, her face became rosy, and her heart was beating wildly.

Asu's words echoed in his mind, Vichy spat: "I still want to drag my Ghost Prophet to be buried with me, so go dreaming!"

She took a deep breath, calmed down slowly, emptied out all the pink thoughts in her mind, and turned back into a normal demon maid.

She turned her head and saw the coffee and milk beverage can on the cabinet. She picked it up and wanted to throw it into the trash can, but she shook it with her hand and felt that there was still a tenth of it in it.

At this moment, Vichy remembered a small matter.

Just now in the basement, Ria Xiu directly touched the trace of Youlan with his finger, but it didn't detonate the love and parting, which shows that there is love in his heart. But at that time, Vichy hadn't told him that it was the trace of the undead, and Yaxiu didn't think it was the trace of the undead representing Harvey, so the love in his heart was not from the disappearing friend, but...

A few seconds later, Vichy threw the last drop of coffee with milk into the trash can, then squatted down beside the trash can and hugged his head, with a flustered expression of doubting life.

What was I doing just now... I'm the Ghost Prophet... How could I be like this... After reflecting on the trash can for a while, Vichy wiped her lips with the back of her hand and walked into the bathroom in a daze.

Outside the bathroom is a dry area for washing and changing clothes, and the clothes after bathing can be thrown directly into the washing machine.

Vichy took off her short boots and stepped on the towel blanket. The maid outfit on her body turned into flames and dissipated, leaving only the underwear inside.

Hooking the sides of the underpants with her thumbs, she bent down and took them off. Vichy looked at the suspicious water stains on the soft fabric, and sighed helplessly against the wall.

She turned her head, and saw her pointed elf ears and her flawless demigod body in the mirror.

There is no way to prevaricate it with "an uncontrollable human female body"—

Snapped.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Vichy remembered that she hadn't locked the door.

She raised her head and met Jian Ji's gaze. Sonia seemed to have just taken a shower and hadn't blown her hair yet. Her shawled red hair was steaming with a dry towel hanging around her neck. She was wearing short-sleeved shorts and kicking slippers, exuding the charm of a house girl.

This is the first time Vichy has made such a mistake. Perhaps it was because of surprise or other reasons. She hesitated for two seconds before hiding her underwear behind, but this was enough for a demigod swordsman to observe all the details, including Suspicious traces of water.

Sonia closed the door and approached Vichy step by step.

There was no sound of the slippers stepping on the soft carpet, but it weighed heavily in Vichy's heart. She immediately got rid of the restless mood, returned to the combat readiness state of the Ghost Prophet, and stared straight at Sonia.

Sonia walked up to Vichy and held out her hand. She turned on the dryer next to her, took out the warm clothes inside and held them in her arms, ignored the maid, turned and walked outside.

But at this time, Vichy's soul instinct sounded the alarm—

Although she is not as familiar with Jian Ji as the Witch and the Silver Lantern, she knows that she must not let Jian Ji leave like this, otherwise there will definitely be consequences that she cannot bear!

Vichy grabbed Jianji's arm decisively, and Jianji looked back at her, that look reminded Vichy of the last look before the gravedigger put the lid on the coffin.

Weixi's thoughts turned sharply, and she made up countless excuses in an instant, but after three seconds, she lowered her head and said softly: "I'm sorry."

At this moment, surprise was about to dilute the haze in Sonia's heart.

She couldn't help laughing and said: "In my impression, Ghost Prophet should be the eloquent type... Your words really changed my view of you."

"I can tell you countless reasons to make you happy." Vichy said, "but this is the only thing you want to hear."

However, Sonia shook her head: "You don't need to apologize, let alone ask me for money. There is nothing wrong with being overwhelmed. Who can restrain themselves from being fascinated by others? Even a thousand-year-old demigod falls into the mortal world, sometimes I don't know whether to complain about my good vision or my poor vision."

Vichy shook her head: "I don't want to talk to you—"

"I don't care." Sonia said calmly, "I don't care what you want to do." She pushed Vichy's hand away and went straight to the bathroom door.

Vichy took a step back and stood next to Peibi, silently clutching the underwear in her hand, her mind was in a mess and she didn't know what to do.

Snapped!

There was a sudden sound explosion in the bathroom, and billowing clouds and waves blew past Vichy's face.

The maid stared blankly at Jian Ji rushing in front of her, and at her palm that was about to blow her head off.

"I'm sorry." Vichy's second sentence was a bit more bitter, but also a little more sincere.

Sonia shook her head, withdrew her hands and left the bathroom with her clothes in her arms.

Vichy sat down cross-legged, and murmured: "Axiu, you're in trouble this time..."

The third floor of the villa, the roof.

Because the roof is equipped with a fully automatic canopy, which can be expanded or retracted, it can also block the wind and snow in snowy days.

There are also seats and ambient lights on the roof, which are very suitable for lying down and watching the starry sky when the weather is good. It is very life-like, but now although the snow has become smaller, it has not stopped, and the night sky is also dim, with no stars at all. .

Sonia put on a coral fleece nightgown and walked up to the rooftop. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was next to the railing on the edge. The lights of Jialeshi seemed even warmer amidst the fluttering snowflakes.

This is the city Sonia yearns for very much. In movies and dramas, the people living here are glamorous. They go in and out of high-end office buildings during the day, and enjoy their lives in colorful bars at night. For a little girl, it simply condenses all the good things in the world.

It wasn't until living here that Sonia knew that people here also have troubles, can't get happiness, everything goes wrong, and they have to endure grievances.

Everyone lives in a sea of ​​desires, the more thirsty they drink, the more they drink, the thirstier they become, they are always unsatisfied, and always want more.

So does she. Sonia took out an exquisite cigarette case from her bosom, which she bought by chance at a convenience store, and she didn't know why she bought it...

But she felt she needed this.

Pulled out one from inside, pinched it with unskilled fingers, and gently put it in his mouth.

There was no lighter, but she didn't need one either. Snapped. A ray of flame emerged from the fingertips, lighting up Sonia's ruby ​​eyes.

As the flame flickered, the ruby ​​eyes also became flickering. The cold and snow seemed to go away in an instant, and she came to the center of the dark world. Although there was nothing around, her soul was warmed up.

Surrounded by the flames, the shredded tobacco curled up shyly, and a wisp of lonely and self-confident white smoke rose.

Sonia closed her eyes and tried this miracle that ordinary people use to escape sadness—

Zi.

The smoke made a sizzling sound of burning flesh and blood.

Sonia opened her eyes and saw Yaxiu staring at her, extinguishing the cigarette she just lit with the palm of her hand.

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