The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"so......"

Jessica looked at the two women across the sofa expressionlessly: "You were fighting in the house and scared my pet cat away? Is that right? Isn't the bedroom window locked?"

"I turned it on because it was too airy when I slept."

Michela took a sip of warm water.

Ms. Drew turned her gaze toward Nissa.

"We just had some...small disagreements, not really a fight."

The vampire princess drank some blood.

"Minor conflict, you mean scratching half a wall, breaking the TV, scrapping a sofa, and smashing the table and chairs in the kitchen? Luckily no shots were fired, otherwise someone in the apartment building would have called the police..." Jessica hadn't finished her words when she saw Michelle 'chuckle' and looked at the whip marks on her legs that were caused by something unknown: "Anyway, you two should clean up the house. Put the broken things in the corner first. I'll come back later and find a way to deal with them."

After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the weapons room. After a while, Miss Watson, wearing a Stark combat uniform, came out. Michella and Nisha looked over at the same time. Seeing Miss Watson's calm expression, Dr. Heinzwafen's face changed instantly.

Don’t you know what this dairy cow is like normally?

Suddenly so serious...

"Hey, dear..." Michella admitted her mistake honestly: "I'm sorry, we were too impulsive just now. How about you take a rest first, and wait until the evening when we clean up the house and go out with Nisha to find Wowo?"

"There are still two hours until sunset."

Miss Watson looked at her watch. "Do you know how far a kitten can run in two hours? Maybe it has already left the hammering area."

"So... you're planning on going out wearing this?" Nisha pointed at the swords and guns on Miss Watson's body and said, "If you're just going out to look for your pet, you don't need to wear this, right?"

"I want to bring it."

With a whoosh, Miss Watson raised her hand again.

Michelle and Nisha looked at her, not knowing what Miss Watson was going to do. As the two women watched, the full-coverage helmet that came with the combat uniform floated out of thin air from the weapons room and landed steadily in Miss Watson's hands. Then, two T-shaped swords also appeared, flying around Miss Watson who was wearing the helmet for a few circles, and finally she held them and made a few sword flowers.

"Watson, wait a minute!" Dr. Heinzwafen was too shocked to care about it. He took two steps forward and grabbed his girlfriend's arm. It was broad daylight now. If he really let her go out dressed like this, there would be a high probability of a conflict with the police. "Change your clothes. I'll go out with you now, okay?"

"Meow......"

Just then, a cat's head popped up next to the bedroom door frame.

“Wo Wo!” Miss Watson lifted her helmet and did a standard tactical roll straight into the bedroom. The little black cat took two steps back in fright, but was nowhere near as fast as its owner, so Miss Watson pulled the cat into her arms: “Ahhhhhhh I missed you so much, little butt, why did you run away all of a sudden? I was so worried!!!”

"Ouch." Wowo couldn't break free. Both of his ears were squeezed to the point of being deformed. He could only make aggrieved sounds in Miss Watson's arms.

"Let me kiss you?"

Miss Watson grinned and turned the little black cat's head.

Two cat paws pressed against her chin.

"Let me kiss you!!!!!" Miss Watson pouted and kissed the cat's head hard, making a sound like a psycho.

"solved."

Michella relaxed, her hands dropped to her waist, and glared at Nisha: "It's all your fault!"

"Blame me?" Nesa refused to admit it. "Aren't you enjoying it too?"

Swish!

Along with a gust of wind, a figure appeared in front of them.

Miss Watson crossed her arms and spread her legs, looking like a parent about to teach her child a lesson. Under the gaze of two people, she stretched her neck several dozen centimeters and stretched her head in front of Michelle: "Why are you fighting?"

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"Oh, that's how we get along, dear." Michelle immediately turned her head and winked at the vampire princess: "We've lived together for a long time, haven't we? You're often away, and this is how we communicate with each other."

"Yes...that's right."

As soon as Nisha finished speaking, Miss Watson's head moved horizontally in front of her and continued to narrow her eyes: "Why are you fighting?"

"Don't worry, dear." The woman pointed to the corner: "I will never hurt your piano."

"So how did you do that?" Michella decisively tried to change the subject and continued to wink at Nissa: "Can you manipulate things remotely? Metal? I just saw that helmet and sword fly directly into your hands."

"Yeah, I'm curious too."

The vampire princess responded quickly: "How did you do that?"

Miss Watson said nothing, but spread her hands to the sides, palms facing upwards. At the same time, several broken metal objects around her floated into the air. Michelle was better, after all, she had seen magic before, but Nissa was completely stunned, only the levitation cloak remained unmoved, and she was conscientiously cleaning the kitchen.

"Meow~~~" The little black cat called out while hiding by the bedroom door.

The floating metal object immediately fell down. Miss Watson stared at it with a pair of pink heart-shaped eyes and raised a finger at it: "Little—kitten~~~~~"

Wo Wo's body trembled and he ran away.

“Don’t run!” Miss Watson got on all fours and rushed into the bedroom just as she finished speaking. She grabbed the little black cat and rolled around a few times. The bedroom door slammed shut, leaving only a sentence in a gradually perverted tone: “Let me kiss you!!!!!!”

Michela and Nisha looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

"You clean up." Dr. Heinzwafen put his hands on his hips.

"Why? Haven't you broken enough things?" Nisha stood up with a raised eyebrow. She wanted to continue talking, but Michelle slapped her on the butt. "You almost broke all the light bulbs. Do you want me to use a flashlight or something? You drank at least 500ml of my blood last night! You and someone also gave me a cold and fever... Ha--!"

"you this......"

pat!

The bedroom door was opened, and Miss Watson's expressionless face was half revealed.

......

December 12st is World AIDS Day.

"Miss~~~~you much......"

(I will miss you terribly)

After Jessica finished singing the last line of "Big big world", the audience burst into warm applause. She stood up from her chair, bowed with her acoustic guitar in one hand, and then turned to the backstage entrance. After greeting the host of the party who passed by, Ms. Drew turned her attention to another target, her agent Frey, who was wearing a gray plaid suit and applauded her with a strong smile on his face.

This scene seems familiar.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jessica felt like he was pretending.

"Please, don't think of me as so fragile! I'm a man!" Fred followed beside her. Knowing that Jessica didn't like others touching her musical instrument, he didn't offer to help her hold the guitar: "Congratulations on doing it again, didn't you? I knew we could succeed. You really should hear the praises from the people at Hot Wave Records on Thanksgiving, especially Ted!"

"No, I don't want to hear it." Jessica waved her hands with a look of disgust, successfully making her agent laugh: "I have good news, we have received an advertising invitation, yes - that's right! It's coming! It's really coming! Jess! God, I have never been so happy in my life, it must be a compensation for my experience a while ago!"

"Advertisement? Is it true or not?"

"Oh come on, don't you really know how popular your songs are now?"

"Um, I've been busy lately."

"You've got it! Got that? You've got it!"

Manager Frey couldn't stop waving his hands tonight: "Britney Spears, that federal chick, almost beat the British pop music scene to surrender in the past two months. Not everyone can survive in such an environment. I admit that we released songs earlier than her, but fortunately you still have subsequent works... Oh God, did you really not even take a look at the report I gave you?"

"Sorry, it's just... I've been really busy lately."

"No one will like this situation, at least I don't, understand?" Frey was obviously in good shape, pointing his ten fingers at his chest: "We British have our own culture and pride, our own pop and rock music, we shouldn't be suppressed by the federals!"

"Yeah yeah......"

Jessica said casually: "Make Britain great again."

"That's what I meant!"

The man clenched his fists directly this time. Maybe it was because of his experience of being kidnapped that his emotional management was no longer so reliable. "We can do it, Jesse. Why should we let the federals ride on our heads? It's this advertisement, okay girl? Let's go all out and make the bigger the better. In the future, there will be AIDS Day charity galas..."

"so!"

Ms. Drew raised her hand to interrupt the spellcasting: "What kind of advertisement is that?"

"Stockings ad."

"......What?"

"Stockings ad." Frey even spelled the word 'stockings'.

With a snap, Jessica slapped her long black stockings legs: "Stockings advertisement? I thought it was something else. They are just looking for models, right?"

"Relax, Jesse." Frey spread his hands. "Others would beg for this kind of opportunity, and you have a body advantage, so why not use it? Are you trying to tell me that you just want people to like your work? Jesse, do you know how much your peers envy your body and face? Even if you change your career path and become a model, a lot of girls your age will be jealous to death."

"I'd rather go shoot a hamburger commercial..." Jessica took out a piece of cloth, put two drops of maintenance oil on it, and said while wiping the piano: "Why don't you sort out the album promotion activities? Hot Wave Records is going to release my album in early January next year. How can I have time to shoot any commercials recently? And I'm also planning to travel abroad after the album is released."

"You like wearing stockings yourself, don't you?"

Agent Frey looked regretful. "Well, I was too excited. I may need some time to adjust. You're right, but... that stockings brand is not small, and they are willing to select girls from England to cooperate with. Do you understand?"

Click!

The guitar case was locked, and Jessica waved her hand: "Okay, I'll think about it."

"Okay! Waiting for your call... Hey, do you want me to take you home?"

"No need! I have something else to do!"

After saying goodbye to the agent, the first thing Jessica did when she stepped onto the street was to call Nisha: "How much money do we have left in our legal account?"