Chapter 139 Tell a Story (2)

Gently holding her hand, trembling uncontrollably, when did her little glass suffer so many injuries? In the past, even after a great war, even if it was riddled with holes, her spiritual power would immediately recover. Without spiritual power, without internal power , Can Xiaoli really survive in the hands of this vicious woman?

"Xiao Li, you must be careful, I will always protect you, if someone hurts your life, I will take you away."

Seeing the slight disappearance, Xiandu Ruila put on her clothes one by one with a blank face, and a voice came from outside: "Clean up the dishes, what are you doing today? Did you not get enough yesterday?"

She walked out cautiously, the stepmother looked at the newspaper, saw the injury on her hand, and frowned: "Your father is coming back soon, you know what to say and what not to say, right, my daughter? "

Cinderella lowered her head: "I know."

The stepmother showed a satisfied smile: "Very well, girl, go ahead, dress better tomorrow." She turned her hand, Cinderella paused, nodded and went out.

Walking to the kitchen and putting down the tray, she raised her hand. There was no blood hole on that hand. It was as if she had a dream. She pulled up her sleeve and took a closer look, only to realize that it was not a dream.

Cinderella's stepmother is a witch!She cast a spell on herself because Cinderella's father is coming home tomorrow.It seems that in order not to affect her work efficiency, the pain of her wound should be shielded.

Pressed towards the wound on the arm, and sure enough, there was no feeling, no pain, and no tactile sensation. If she hadn't seen her finger pressing the wound into a socket, she would have thought she hadn't touched the arm.

There was a chill in her heart. She had traveled so many worlds, and she had always been determined and confident. But now, she felt the long-lost fear, the fear of the unknown.

She covered her mouth gently, with tears in her eyes. She had no feelings before, but after coming out of the space, she met her brother and spent several years together. She was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people, love and hatred, and she gradually understood something, especially this person. It was Qin Li who she cared about the most, and she really felt sorry for him.

Cinderella put down her sleeves, silently cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and cleaned the dining table. When she saw the three women going out in bright clothes, she collapsed to the ground in relief.

She expected that it would take a long time for a woman to go shopping, she fell down on her shabby but clean little bed, her thoughts were empty, today's shock was too great, no matter how strong she was, she would still need time to face it.

Cinderella is only 12 years old now, and there is still a long time before she meets the prince. She must work seriously and find out the situation at home. Fortunately, her father is coming back soon, and she should have a good time. The days passed.

Before the stepmother and two sisters came back, she cleaned the house and made a delicious dinner. This time, the three of them did not criticize, washed the dishes, lay on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't realize that after she fell asleep, a black shadow entered the room, and a cloud of black mist enveloped the room. After she fell asleep, the black shadow lay down beside her and reached into her quilt.Qingqing's hairs were about to stand on end, and she wanted to rush out and beat the person away.

But she held back stubbornly, but fortunately, the black shadow just rubbed through the clothes for a while, and looked at the girl's skinny but still beautiful face, and there was a feeling in her eyes that made Wei Wei tremble.

When the black shadow left, the person on the bed remained silent, sitting gently in the space, watching Cinderella sleep soundly with blank eyes, until the first ray of sunlight entered the room.

Cinderella turned over and felt a trembling little body under the quilt. She was startled, looked carefully and found that it was light, relieved, and stroked the little girl's hair: "What's the matter, didn't you say Tell you not to come out?"

Gently put the quilt on the heads of the two, stretched out his fingers, a light screen appeared, and a video appeared in front of him, it was the scene last night, Cinderella wrinkled the steamed buns, suddenly felt nauseous, and suppressed the urge to vomit I feel like I'm done watching the video.

Patting the little girl's trembling back: "It's okay, he didn't do anything, didn't he?" In fact, she was extremely disgusted. Although she didn't know who this person was, Cinderella was only ten years old and did such a thing to her. If it's an intimate thing, he must be a pedophile.

She hates this kind of person the most, hurting children's bodies and minds, especially when it is obvious that this person knows where she is hurt, this is what she doesn't understand the most.

Except for the mother and daughter, who would know that she was injured?Of course, this is not the point, so I don't think about it for the time being, but she is too weak now, relying on martial arts moves without internal strength, it is really difficult to resist everything this pervert.

After exhaling, she turned over and got out of bed to get dressed, and prepared breakfast, but her stepmother gave her a skirt, although it was not gorgeous, but it was brand new: "Honey, your father will come back today, let's go to meet him together."

Cinderella took it with a low eyebrow: "Yes, ma'am."

A gentle and loving smile appeared on the mean face of the stepmother: "It should be called mother."

"Yes, mother." He continued to lower his eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye.

The stepmother was obviously very satisfied: "You don't need to clean up here, the maid will come today, you go change and wash, remember to come out on time."

I went back to the room, put on a new dress, washed my face and hands, and put on simple makeup using the cosmetics my stepmother gave me. At this time, the person in the mirror looked thinner, and she really looked like a noble daughter. Okay, after all, Cinderella's natural beauty is astonishing. Even though she is not as thin as an ordinary person, she is still beautiful.

In an instant, I understood why the prince fell in love with a plainly dressed girl at first sight, and fell in love with her when he met again at the ball, because probably only an angel can grow into such a face, and after wearing luxurious clothes, he covered most of it with makeup The thin and thin Cinderella is just as beautiful as walking out of a painting.

Her delicate eyebrows were somewhat weakened by her sharp chin. The makeup filled up the weird feeling caused by the fleshless areas on her face. Her eyebrows were drawn and her lips were painted. The sapphire blue dress made her skin like snow.

Of course, what kind of scene is hidden under the clothes?He probably won't let his father see it, and that honest and honest father will never know what kind of abuse his daughter has suffered.

The stepmother didn't want him to know, and Cinderella never wanted his father to worry that the kind father and daughter were controlled by three outsiders, and they might never turn over.

When she stood up, she accidentally knocked over the mirror. Cinderella noticed something hidden behind the mirror with sharp eyes. She felt that this thing could not be found, so she quickly swiped her finger, and put the thing into the space the moment her stepmother pushed the door.

The stepmother had an ugly expression, and she stared at Cinderella: "Honey, tell me, is there anything in your room that shouldn't appear?"

"No, dear madam, how could there be something here that shouldn't be there?" Cinderella lowered her head and answered.

 The title of the last chapter is wrong sorry sorry sorry

  
 
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