Aunt Teresa left the room again. Charlotte fetched a spoon and brought the fish soup to the little girl's lips. She found that she couldn't feed her any more.

Charti had no choice but to drink the fish soup first, then leaned down, put her lips on the little girl's lips, and then slowly poured the fish soup into the little girl's mouth.

This was not an easy task. It took more than ten minutes to finish feeding a bowl of fish soup using this method.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the little girl’s face seemed to look much better after drinking the fish soup.

Charti then brought a plate of warm water, wetted the towel, then helped the little girl up and began to wipe her face and neck. She had already changed her clothes into a clean set last night.

But just now the little girl had another nightmare and broke out in a cold sweat. It was not good to be wet. Sharti simply untied the little girl's clothes and began to wipe the little girl's back.

There is no need for any maintenance products or anything to be applied. A little girl at this age has smooth and smooth skin, like a freshly shelled egg.

The warm rag rubbed the little girl's back bit by bit.

Charti looked at the back of the little girl's neck, the soft line between the small earlobes and her neck, and for some reason her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Her breathing also became a little heavy and her throat became slightly dry.

Charti shook her head, took a deep breath, and began to pass the hand holding the hot towel under the little girl's armpits, letting the little girl lie in her arms, and then began to wipe the front of the little girl's body.

The small half of the silver chain from the necklace on Serial's neck was now hanging on the little girl's chest, close to her body. At this time, Charti was unable to move away from the two pink spots on the little girl's body.

Eye.

Her breathing became heavier and heavier... The little girl's body seemed to be filled with endless magic power, causing her to lose her rationality all of a sudden.

Unable to suppress the instinctive impulse, Charti couldn't help lowering her head and gently kissed the little girl's shoulder. As if sucking, her tongue began to move back and forth on the little girl's shoulder.

Her hands had already put down the gentle towel, and then climbed up the little girl's body.

Why...the body...

Charti suddenly raised her head, then let go of the little girl in horror, and then looked at her hands... shaking a little.

Charti quickly lit a cross in front of herself, then clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, "Master, please pay your sinners a favor."

Charti then gritted her teeth, quickly put on the little girl's clothes, and then covered her with a quilt. She didn't even dare to look at the little girl, and hurried out the door.

She had to go to the auditorium to pray and feel ashamed, otherwise she felt that she would not be forgiven... How could she do such a thing?

Oh my God! I must have been tempted by the devil!

…

Charti didn't know that after she left in a hurry, a strange crack and twisted space suddenly opened in the room.

A woman in black and white maid clothes walked out of the crack and stood in front of the bed: the club's maid.

Looking sideways at the little girl who had not yet woken up, the club maid had no expression on her face and looked down coldly, making her look like a statue.

"If you hurt the master, I didn't say I would let you go..."

The maid lady put her hand on the little girl's forehead, "Star of the morning... the original sin of arrogance, since you chose to fall in this place, then feel the glory of your father."

The maid's palm suddenly burned with black flames. The flames printed a black lotus mark on the little girl's forehead, then sank into her forehead and finally disappeared.

"Enjoy your holiday."

After doing this, the maid returned the same way, and the crack finally disappeared, leaving only the sleeping little girl in the room.

She doesn't seem to have nightmares anymore.

…

Drink! Drink... drink!! Drink!!!

In an abandoned building, Bucky was wearing an olive branch-shaped crown, then he grabbed his wrist and waved his arms.

There was a silver ring on the finger of the waving arm.

Drink!!Drink!!!

He waved again and again. More than an hour had passed, and Bucky's body was already wet with sweat.

"what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a voice that seemed emotionless came from behind Bucky, which made Bucky startled. He quickly turned around and saw the maid in the club.

"No...didn't you ask me to practice?" Bucky swallowed nervously, "So I was thinking that if I shouted it more powerfully, the effect would be better."

The maid said dullly: "You only need to practice the meditation technique that I gave you to enhance your mental power. To activate the blessing ring and gospel crown, you only need mental power."

"Yes... that's it." Bucky nodded, always wondering if this beautiful-looking maid would suddenly tear her body apart and turn into a bloody mess.

Huh! Even if your appearance is more promising than Lucifer's, don't even try to lie to me!

Then, the maid lady waved her hand, and a stool appeared in the void. The maid lady sat down directly, and an album appeared with her palm.

Bucky's sharp eyes immediately saw that this album seemed to be a cookbook? A cookbook... a cookbook???

The maid opened the cookbook and lowered her head to read, "You should meditate. My master is on a business trip. Until you achieve some results, I will keep an eye on you and assist you in soul harvesting."

But I would rather practice alone...

Bucky looked at the maid lady with pain in his back... Don't you know that this will make people feel a lot of pressure?

suddenly.

"That's right." Youye raised his head, looked at Bucky and said calmly: "I will leave every day for breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, and dinner. You can move around freely... starting from today. Now, the distance

Tea time is still one hour and thirty-seven minutes away."
Chapter completed!