It's too hard to be troubled by the disease of fast wearing

Chapter 4
The corners of Luo Xingchen's lips curled up. She had read a book on how to expel foreign spirit bodies.

Although the operation is a bit complicated, and if you are not careful, the foreign soul body will be wiped out.

Do you want to try it with a soul guide?

"I borrowed Chu Bei's body through legitimate channels."

He inexplicably felt his scalp tingling, so he admitted it directly: "Chu Bei will not be back until three months later."

That is to say, even if he can expel the soul guide now, Chu Bei may not be able to come back?

Luo Xingchen thought for a moment, put down the chopsticks, half-closed his eyes and couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly, the two of them didn't talk anymore, because the servant came to collect the bowls and chopsticks.

Luo Xingchen got up, took a washed red apple, held it in one hand, and lightly took a bite.

Sweet, juicy and crunchy, not bad.

She said softly, "Then three months."

If the real Chu Bei didn't come back after three months, Luo Xingchen wouldn't mind a little more blood on his hands.

Anyway, it can't be cleaned anymore, so why not make it dirtier?
"Don't let the well water interfere with the river water, brother."

"……it is good."

Chu Bei opened his mouth, and out of the corner of his eyes, he only caught a corner of Luo Xingchen's skirt, put away his wry smile, and sighed deeply.

He really is...

Hypocritical.

Even cheap!

Luo Xingchen took another bite, the apple chunks propped up one of her cheeks slightly, making her look like a little hamster.

Luo Xingchen could probably guess what the guy in the dining room was thinking, he was just a guy who likes to admire, touch, and grieve himself.

More self-righteous than Qiao Huan.

It also displeased her even more.

However, at least the soul guide will not make trouble for himself on a regular basis.

In the following days, as Luo Xingchen said, the well water does not interfere with the river water, they are harmonious siblings during the day, and practice their spiritual power at night.

Not long after, the clothes Luo Xingchen ordered arrived.

Two gothic dresses, two simple black dresses.

Luo Xingchen placed them on the coffee table in the living room, opened the lids one by one, picked up one of them and shook it off gently.

Pure black, ankle-length, very suitable for a girl's figure, elegant design, fashionable style, it is the most eye-catching among the four.

Even the embellishments such as crystal lace are all black without exception. It has a low-end beauty when viewed from a close distance, but it looks like a piece from a distance...

mourning clothes.

The young male servant who was sweeping around with a feather duster stammered, "Miss, this one should be very suitable for you..."

Sometimes, the compliments of handsome young men are very pleasant to women.

Luo Xingchen gave a faint "um", loosened his hand, and the skirt fell back into the frosted box.

She picked up a corner of the skirt with her slender fingers, sniffed it, and then closed the cover as if nothing had happened, her eyes were changing from light to dark.

Seeing that she didn't express anything, the male servant didn't say anything more. After a while, he brought another cup of warm milk: "Miss, your milk."

Luo Xingchen took it, and also put it under his nose and sniffed it gently.

Then he raised his eyes and smiled slightly at the male servant, and handed the milk back to the male servant with both hands:

"Thank you, but I don't want to drink today, so I'll give it to you. Here, you saw it, I haven't touched it yet."

The male servant waved his hands again and again: "No, no...Miss, I don't drink milk."

The corners of Luo Xingchen's mouth curved up a bit, and the words spit out between the opening and closing of the lips were very similar to the mysterious and ancient spells from a distant country:

"But I've clearly seen you drinking before. It's not a good boy to lie. Don't be embarrassed, just take it."

The male servant suddenly felt a chill in his back, swallowed, stretched out his hand to take it out of nowhere, and regretted it after realizing it.

He knows what's in this glass of milk.

"Won't you have a sip?"

Luo Xingchen asked with her head tilted. She was curled up on the sofa with a pillow in her arms, looking innocent and cute.

The male servant managed to force a smile, and explained bravely: "Miss, I still have to work, so it's not too late to drink later."

At this time, Chu Bei suddenly appeared in sight.

Wearing the same white tuxedo as yesterday, he still spoke in a childish voice, but the words he said were aggressive:

"Why, you don't even dare to drink the milk you brought to Miss yourself?"

The male servant was sweating coldly on his forehead: "No, I just ate too much breakfast, and my stomach is a little flatulent, it will be fine later, I will drink later..."

The arc of Luo Xingchen's mouth was pulled back by two points, I don't know if it's because of the male servant or Chu Bei:

"Okay, then when you want to drink, let Wen's mother pour it for you again. Now I want this glass of milk again. If you don't drink it, can you give it back to me?"

"Yes, yes!" The male servant said with a sigh of relief.

Looking at the back of the male servant who was almost running away, Chu Bei snorted.

His eyes touched the glass of milk in Luo Xingchen's hand, and he whispered, "Do you want me to help?"

"Go to your school." Luo Xingchen lowered his head as if dozing off:

"I've heard a saying, 'Fun Fen Fen is the lifeblood of students'.

Chu Bei's grades are very good. If you embarrass him, I will cut your life. "

Chu Bei: ...

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

He can guarantee that if other younger brothers have such a sister, they will all be expected to study at Tsinghua University and Peking University to study at Harvard!
Tucao is Tucao, and I know in my heart that what she said is more or less a joke, and I am willing to make a joke...

Well, are you in a good mood today?

Knowing that Luo Xingchen probably wouldn't be too happy to see him, he left tactfully within 2 minutes.

After the male servant and Chu Bei left, Mother Chu came over with a mask on, and glanced at the coffee table: "Why did you buy all the black ones?"

"It's pretty." She said simply.

Mother Chu didn't bother with this problem any more, "It just so happens that your dad is going to the company, and Xiaobei is going to school, and we mother and daughter put on new clothes and go to a beauty spa. We made an appointment with Technician Chen a few days ago."

Luo Xingchen paused: "Yes."

After Chu's mother applied the mask, Luo Xingchen also changed into a new dress, still holding the handbag from yesterday: "Let's go, Mom."

Soon after arriving at the spa club, Luo Xingchen asked technician Chen to do it for Chu's mother first, and sat in the exclusive waiting room by herself.

In the waiting room, besides chairs and snacks, there is also a vase of fragrant flowers, which smells elegant and fragrant.

With a helpless expression, Luo Xingchen folded off the fragrant flowers and put them in her handbag one by one.

From the skirt, to the milk, to the flowers, there is the smell of the medicine produced by the system, although it is not obvious, ordinary people can't even smell it.

The key is that Luo Xingchen is not ordinary, and he is not human.

Should it be worthy of being the heroine?The rank is not low.

"Ding Lingling", her phone rang.

When Luo Xingchen picked it up, it turned out that it was the little red hair from before, who asked her if she had time to go out, and a place had already been booked.

After thinking about it for a while, he replied boredly: "Okay."

Opening the zipper of the handbag, in addition to the fragrant flowers she just picked, there are also a bag of milk and seven or eight large and small syringes.

This is all prepared for them.

(End of this chapter)