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Chapter 1248 Cats and Tattoos

Xiao Ao had a premonition that he would miss something.

The hare wrote two words in front of him: nothing.

"It's all right? You're all right, but I'm bored waiting here by myself, why don't you take me with you!"

With contempt in the eyes of the hare, he quickly wrote:

Asked, you do not go!

Xiao Ao: "..."

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Castle hall.

The witch walked behind the little princess, leaned close to her slender neck, and asked again with an intimate gesture:

"What song do you like?"

The little princess looked at Lan Shuying for help.

"Don't look at others, dear, I'm asking you, only you..." The witch slowly raised a strand of blond hair, her smiling face looked gentle and strange in the shadow of the lamp.

Ah, it's orange... Lan Shuying muttered to herself, but it didn't stop her from opening her eyes wide.

The little princess is not used to this kind of "closeness", and subconsciously wants to avoid it.

So the lock of hair straightened.

Accompanied by the witch's sneer, the little princess hissed in pain, dark red blood quickly oozing from the roots of her hair.

The witch let go of her hand, and her hair bounced back.

Of course, there are also unfortunate ones.

The little princess covered the wound, filled with physiological tears.

It seemed that she had just realized that the owner here might not really like her... Lan Tong was frightened and slightly wronged, and she turned back to look for the gate.

Unfortunately, no.

Five minutes ago, they entered the hall through the rhombus gate.

Now there is only one wall, and not only the doors have disappeared, but all the windows have become full-scale murals.

She's locked up here...

"Baby, it's very rude for you not to answer when I ask you a question." The witch raised her hand, and there was a strand of blond hair between her fingers.

She smiled and said, "You will be punished."

"The next question... what kind of food do you like? I will order the kitchen to serve you the most satisfying dinner."

Lan Shuying seemed to realize something.

The witches were forcing them to speak, using up three chances.

Favorite music, food, these are small matters.The other party doesn't run a homestay, will she work hard to get five-star reviews from guests?Won't.

So, it doesn't matter what you answer, what matters is...

Every sentence is a step closer to losing the game.

The witch's gaze was extremely aggressive, and it was circling around the little princess's left arm. The little girl was about to cry from fright, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I...don't want to eat anything."

"Oh?"

The next second, there was a loud grunt in her stomach.

A person who is very hungry should want to eat everything.But if you take into account her vigilance after being intimidated... she doesn't want to eat what the witch gave, it can be regarded as a truth.

"Do you want to lie, little friend?" The witch smiled happily and gestured, "Children who lie will be eaten by monsters!"

She conscientiously frightened the little princess, this time sticking to her earlobe and opening her mouth with bright lipstick.

The little princess may have been startled, and she didn't hide this time.

Lan Shuying on the opposite side kept a wooden face the whole time. Seeing now, she felt that the witch's actions were really exaggerated, as if the actors on the stage were acting deliberately.

They have not violated the rules of the game, and the damage caused by witches is still relatively low.As for the drama of plucking hair, it's not quite on the stage, and elementary school dogs don't like to play it anymore.

The witch said angrily, "Oh, I'm just joking with you, you really don't cooperate at all."

No one answered her.

The witch put on a pitiful face and said:

"Little girl has been walking in the forest for many days. I can't bear it, so I invite you to be a guest! You must have a full meal. If you want to wash yourself up before the meal, I am willing to provide hot water and the maid."

The little princess hesitated.

It's dangerous to be trapped here, and she may die... Even if she dies, she doesn't want to die dirty, it's too shameful.

The witch saw her movement and clapped her hands.

Out came a... owl in a maid outfit?

Lan Shuying thought to herself, she has learned a lot.

Isn't this the fairy tale version of Eagle Brother?

"Brother Diao" led the little princess to wash the incense, and only the witch and Lan Shuying were left in the hall.

The witch looked at her for a while, and found something, she was not satisfied, and said with a lack of interest:

"Half undead... I don't like your smell. She is more attractive to me, a fresh and cute little guy, who wouldn't like it?"

Then I thank you for not liking it.

Lan Shuying didn't intend to answer her.

She still wants to see what the witch can do, or pull her hair?

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

She found a cat stuck in a cushion by the fireplace.

The golden fur, each fluff is like a split golden thread, long, thin and shiny.One eye is a clear golden brown, the other is dark and hollow.

It stared at her intently, as if it wanted to say something.

When Lan Shuying looked back at it solemnly, the kitten became proud and turned to the fireplace, only giving her a back view.

Lan Shuying: "..."

This unflattering style is a bit familiar.

She stood up, and with the height difference, she could finally see all the details of the kitten.

The kitten's two hind legs seemed to be defective, shrinking shriveled.

"What are you looking for?" The witch didn't care about her at first, but seeing her like this, she couldn't help asking.

Lan Shuying chased to the fireplace.

Condescending.

She looked down coldly, and the kitten looked back indifferently.

Lan Shuying suddenly had an idea: touch it and try it!

There will be benefits.

A magical sixth sense prompted her to reach out.

However, when the finger was about to fall on the kitten, the kitten suddenly gave her a mocking smile.

Ok?

Failed.

Fingers through the golden phantom, it turns out that this cat is a phantom...?

She was lost in thought.

"What the hell are you doing?!" The witch got a little angry, lifted her skirt and walked this way.

The phantom had no resistance, and her fingertips naturally fell on the cushion. Lan Shuying's pupils shrank slightly, she withdrew her hand, and said the first sentence after coming in naturally:

"Your cushions are very special, I've never seen such embroidery and it works perfectly."

The witch froze in place, her anger temporarily extinguished.

She was dubious and hesitated, "Is that so... Of course my things are the best, how could you see them outside..."

Lan Shuying returned to the table and sat down.

The fingertips still retain the tactile feeling just now... cold, smooth, and the carefully tailored leather is taken from the highest quality parts, and after being thoroughly dried, it is made into its current appearance.

She smiled and listened to the witch's bragging, and said nothing more.

From this small snippet, it seems that a conclusion can be drawn:

The witch does not know her own property.

Because the flowers on the cushion are not embroidery.

That's a tattoo.

The stitches are smooth and detailed, and the effect is stunning.

It must have been stabbed needle by needle while the person was still alive.

Such delicate and white leather should come from a beautiful and lovely girl.

Like the skin on a witch's face.

young and beautiful.

　Good night babies!The recent hot weather, drink plenty of water, ventilate frequently, don't suffer from heat stroke

　　

　

(End of this chapter)