"Compared to a rat like you who dare not show his face, he is naturally hundreds of times stronger."
Somehow, she felt that the voice just now seemed familiar. She frowned and thought carefully, and was extremely confused.
Aaron straightened his face and shouted angrily, "Be careful what you say. If you offend my master, I don't know how you will die."
Qingting retracted his thoughts and said slowly, "I still don't know when I will die, but I know the date of your death. There will be no antidote in a month, and you will bleed to death from your seven orifices. It will be so miserable."
She also pretended to sigh softly, looking sympathetic.
Aaron was so angry, what a tricky woman.
He threatened loudly, "Ye Qingting, hand over the antidote, otherwise you will never have a good life."
Before, if he did this, everyone would be scared to death.
But this time it had no effect at all. Qingting spread his hands and looked indifferent.
"Either kill me or listen to me, your choice."
A sharp light flashed in Aaron's eyes, "Okay, you asked for this."
He rushed over and grabbed Qingting's neck, tightening it little by little.
Qingting didn't struggle or ask for help. Her big black and white eyes looked at him coldly, the corner of her mouth raised a mocking arc, and she said nothing.
The two rely on each other and neither gives in to the other.
Aaron's hands squeezed tighter and tighter, his face full of ferocity and murderous intent, as if he was going to kill her.
Qingting's breath gradually weakened and his eyes turned white, but he never resisted.
Just when Qingting was about to die, the voice rang again, "Let go."
Aaron was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly let go, staring blankly at his hands, feeling chilled in his heart.
This woman is a madman, and a madman who is not afraid of death.
Realizing this, he shuddered.
Qingting's face turned red and he kept coughing.
"Ahem, cough, cough." She almost died, but after just escaping from death, she curled her lips and smiled contemptuously. "You are a big man, why are you so weak? Just strangle me to death."
Aaron has never seen such a woman in his life who is so unyielding and not afraid of death.
His hands were trembling, whether he was angry or afraid. "You...you are really a monster."
Qingting only took it as a compliment, smiled, and rubbed his neck, "I'm sleepy. Arrange a house for me to live in. It should be spacious, bright, ventilated and clean. Cosmetics, skin care, bathing supplies, etc. should be provided according to my habits.
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She reported a lot of brands that she usually uses, including nail polish.
"Let me prepare hot water. I want to take a bath. Prepare rose petals and lavender essential oil. I want xx brand."
"I only wear clothes from these two brands, size S, get me the latest models."
"Let people cook quickly. I won't make it difficult for you in this regard. I will ask for a Buddha jumping over the wall, yellow croaker rolls, lobster balls, stewed peppercorns, and for snacks, gourd cakes and red bean cakes."
Aaron's nerves collapsed and the corners of his mouth twitched. Who are these people?
What kind of monster is this?
How could she order him so confidently?
He is not her subordinate, why?
Why does he have the illusion that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away?
Does the master know she is this kind of person?
After Qingting finished his instructions, seeing that he didn't move, he glared at him angrily.
"Go quickly and serve me well. I may give you the antidote."