Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 552 Yeah, it’s Susu’s tomb【40】

   "...What does Qingqing pay attention to?" Huai Zisu's eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful amber pupils looked at her.

  Only listen to the other party’s serious answer, "These are all processes, and I only focus on results."

Hearing that Huaizisu's gaze was stunned, he probably understood the meaning of the girl's words, and looked at the girl with a serious look. The faint haze in Huaizisu's heart gradually dissipated, and his face gradually became tight. A smile appeared.

  He held the girl’s fingers and kissed the corner of her mouth lightly, "Next time."

  Although the ceremony has been completed, the ending is not perfect. He always felt that he did not give the girl a complete wedding.

  Before this, he must first solve the mastermind of this assassination.

  Huaizi Su's eyes half-squinted, deep eyes, glass-like amber pupils became evil and gloomy, like a huge dark shadow, low, as if it could swallow people.

After that, Huaizisu did not come to see Shen Wanqing for a day or two. Shen Wanqing also knew that he was going to deal with the matter. She didn’t matter, she still ate and drank leisurely every day, and the people in the mansion also stood there and watched every day. Eat and drink with Shen Wanqing.

  But they all felt puzzled. Madam eats so much every day, why is she not fat at all?

  It feels like nothing has been eaten and absorbed.

  In fact, Shen Wanqing’s current state of seemingly entity, in fact, has always been the state of soul, and has been shuttled through something. After the entity has been thousands of years, the soul has been in the state of thousands of years ago. Therefore, she is now in a state of not bringing her to life and not taking her away from death.

  You can't bring anything, and you can't bring anything from here.

  Even Shen Wanqing has been here for almost a month now, and she hasn't even a single strand of hair long, as if time has stagnated on her body.

  The maids only saw Shen Wanqing lazily basking in the sun and eating every day, and fighting crickets. In fact, 748 clearly knew that the host had run out of time.

   Now the host’s seemingly relaxed surface is suffering from the pain of being tortured by backlash.

  748 also didn't understand, obviously this backlash was extremely painful, but why didn't the host show it at all?

  Can this kind of pain be endured?

  748 looked at Shen Wanqing, somewhat worried, "...host...otherwise I...I will...take your...soul...should... come back?"

  748's voice was intermittent, but it still couldn't hide its worries.

   Hearing the words, Shen Wanqing beckoned indifferently. She leaned back in a chair lazily, basking in the sun, and casually perfunctory, “No, your host can still bear this pain.”

  I can't bear this pain, what kind of woman? That's a bitch!

  748 is still a little worried, "But... but the host... the host... the master..."

"Oh, you're like a lady, you have to remember that you are a son, not a lady!" Shen Wanqing interrupted 748 in a perfunctory manner, and that pretty little face was full of dislike.

Shen Wanqing took a pear, wiped the water on it, and took a bite. Then he bulged his cheeks while chewing and said earnestly 748: "Furthermore, your voice is intermittent, and you will die. I feel uncomfortable listening to it. , Just like urging me to hang up quickly, do you know?"

  (End of this chapter)