The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Half an hour later.

"Eh...wow——!!!!"

"Baby, why do you have so many things going on?"

Seeing Angela show off her power again, Miss Watson took out the baby bottle from the basin that had been changed to hot water several times. After confirming that the temperature was suitable with the back of her hand, she rolled up the little baby girl with a sheet: "Hey, don't talk about me this time. My body is cold, just cry if you cry."

"Ah wu... sizz..."

As soon as the pacifier was inserted, Angela's crying stopped quickly. She held the bottle with her fat hands and started sucking with concentration. But Miss Watson did not dare to let her hold it alone and continued to help carry it with her hands. Different from the random sight before, at this moment, the two pairs of eyes, one large and one small, finally met. Angela's blue eyes were full of curiosity, not showing any signs of the crying state just now.

"What are you looking at?"

Miss Watson stared back: "Drink your suspension!"

"Pfft, cluck, cluck..."

Seemingly attracted by this action, the little baby girl giggled while spitting, causing Miss Watson's chest to be covered with white suspension. She was very angry now, but she didn't dare to shake Angela hard, so she could only force her over with a fierce face: "Hey - look at the good thing you did!"

"Hey~"

Angela didn’t even suck on the pacifier this time, and stretched out her hand to touch the beautiful face in front of her. Miss Watson opened her mouth to bite, and the two rows of teeth closed with force a few centimeters away from her fingers, making a crisp sound. Angela narrowed her eyes and laughed again, her saliva-covered mouth opened to both sides, revealing a few milky white teeth.

Now let’s play, it’s really yours.

"Do you still want to drink?" Looking at Angela who was laughing non-stop, Miss Watson wrapped her tentacles around her body and freed her left hand to take a napkin to wipe her chest: "If you don't want to drink, I will take it away. , eat and sleep, and always cry and fuss when nothing happens. I’m talking about a little bad guy like you!”

"babble?"

Looking at these blood-red gadgets, they kept twisting and turning, which immediately diverted the little baby girl's curiosity and attention. Angela laughed happily as she pinched a few of the tentacles and saw them crawling back and forth on her fingers. Miss Watson threw away the napkin and stopped the other party from putting the tentacles into her mouth: "This thing is inedible! Are you going to die eating this? Oh, right, have you grown teeth? Let me see." ....."

"Aww!"

Angela closed her small mouth and directly took her fingertips into her mouth.

"Hey! You still bite me! Disgusting..."

Miss Watson withdrew her hand quickly, but her expression was a little strange, and her words became softer and softer. While crumpling the napkin, she looked at Angela's cute little face. The desire deep in her blue eyes was so pure that it was hard to refuse. And in his own body, the desire to get close to him was obvious. She knew that the memory fragments of the goddess Miranda were causing trouble at the moment, but the surrounding environment was very safe now, and no one else was watching. The cold wind blew in through the cracks in the window, and the moist feeling on her fingertips made the impulse in her heart more and more difficult to control. .

"Hey~~"

Angela's two short hands touched her face. Miss Watson continued to have a sullen expression, but did not turn her head away, letting her fingers touch the corners of her lips. It felt wet and hot, and a little itchy. The sweet fragrance of the little baby girl was even stronger, with the sweet smell of milk powder floating into the nasal cavity and quickly dissipating.

In Angela's eyes, this face slowly came closer. The little baby girl couldn't understand the meaning of the expression, but she just smiled more and more happily. But Miss Watson's expression was different from before, and the corners of her mouth were trembling, as if she might lose control completely at any time. As the distance got closer and closer, she finally showed a slightly sick smile, and her tone became extremely gentle: "Let me tell you...do you like me so much? Then let's go home together. Let’s go~”

Red lips were printed on the little baby girl's forehead.

All the way down the cheek.

hiss......

Although most people like to smell the smell of babies, Miss Watson suddenly made a move to inhale oxygen at this moment. It wasn't over yet, she put the milk bottle away, hugged Angela and sat on the sofa, stretched out her long tongue to lick the fat and soft cheek. If there was another person present at this time, they would definitely find that Miss Watson's pupils had begun to turn pink.

"Hiss ha... hiss ha... um~"

The little baby girl showed little resistance, but Miss Watson's voice had begun to twist.

It really smells so good, so soft, so comfortable. Kiss me again...

Wait, why does it smell weird?

Miss Watson opened her face quickly and looked at Angela with wide eyes. Although this action caused the other party to laugh again, she no longer cared. She once again distinguished the faint smell in her nasal cavity, and moved her gaze downwards, aiming at the baby girl's lower body. Miss Watson twitched the corners of her mouth, the gentle smile she had just now completely disappeared, and turned into a little fear.

It's not what I thought.

After peeling off the clothes layer by layer, when I finally saw the dark brown mess, a broken wailing sounded in the room: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" No! Why do you have to poop when you are so cute!!! "

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Don't touch! Don't touch! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!"

......

The sky was bright, and the morning light shined through the window lattice on the sleeping Angela's face. Miss Watson slumped on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze, with a smile on her lips. After a while, she raised a hand and couldn't help but recall the disgusting thing stuck on it just now. She opened her mouth silently "haha" a few times and continued to look at the ceiling with a smile.

But those two beautiful eyes have lost their vitality.

The sound of footsteps gradually came from outside the door, and after a while, Master Wang poked his head out from behind the door. Glancing around the room, he quietly approached the sofa, silently glanced at the little baby girl twice, and whispered to the paralyzed Miss Watson: "I've done everything over there, how about it? You haven't done anything over here. What's the problem?"

As soon as the sound came out, a certain switch was triggered.

Miss Watson on the sofa twisted her neck, her eyes unfocused. She then stood up in a weird twisted posture, moving like a robot. Master Wang looked at that beautiful face. There was obviously a smile on it, but paired with the wide eyes, it was like a puppet smiling at the camera in a horror movie. It looked scary no matter what. It wasn't until two hands grabbed his shoulders that Master Wang's eyes widened: "Hey, what are you doing?"

A strong force surged over him and pushed him down onto the sofa.

Miss Watson continued to stare at his face, her smile became a little brighter, and her right hand pointed at the baby girl's bed. She was full of frustration and her meaning was obvious:

now you.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

Master Wang was stared at so hard that he couldn't help but twist his shoulders: "Why do you act like you have a neurasthenia?"

"Angela pooped three times last night." After finishing speaking, Miss Watson picked up her helmet and walked out of the door with a robot step: "Three times..."

Click!

As soon as the door closed, she took a deep breath and changed her movement style from robot to zombie.

forget.

Boom!

After punching her head, Miss Watson came to the hall and banged her head against the handrail of the stairs while hanging her eyes. Now her appearance is indeed a bit embarrassing, especially the medium-long hair that is hanging around her face. If she puts on a white robe, she will look like a female ghost.

Forget it quickly!

Miss Watson now desperately needs a change of environment. Only through personal experience can she understand that killing people on the battlefield is one thing, but wiping a baby's butt is another. The former will give oneself a mental state of concentration and killing, with danger and pressure. The mind is focused on the battle, so most visual stimulation in the process can be ignored; while the latter is in a safe and peaceful environment, and the attention is focused on the battle. There is absolutely no way to transfer somewhere else.

She decided to take a chance and go upstairs to take a look.

Master Wang left early, and most of the mages in the New York Temple were not there yet, so he could still wander around casually.

Walking up the steps, the surrounding decoration was basically the same as in the "Doctor Strange" movie. Miss Watson soon reached the floor where mysterious magical artifacts were stored. The stairwell here opens in the center, facing a large round window with the pane shaped into the shape of Agamotto's totem. Behind you, dense display cabinets are displayed one after another. If you don't pay attention to the contents in the cabinets, it will look no different from an ordinary museum. It was here that Doctor Strange Stephen Strange fought against the villain Casillas, and finally broke the cabinet where the cloak of levitation was located, and gained the latter's approval.

Now, the cloak is in front of you.

As an ancient mysterious magical artifact, the levitation cloak has self-awareness and its intelligence level is no worse than that of normal humans. According to the plot of the movie, after Doctor Strange is captured by the enemy, this thing can even run by itself to call for reinforcements. On the other hand, it can also give the user the ability to fly and float, and it can also be disguised as coats of different colors and styles according to the user's preferences.

Hey, I want one of them all.

Especially since I haven't fully unlocked the mimicry ability yet and can't change my clothes, it will be much easier with this thing. Miss Watson continued to approach the cabinet, and the levitating cloak sensed the arrival and turned the front side directly. Miss Watson tried to put her finger on the glass and tapped twice. When the cloak did not respond, she realized that she was not the user the other party wanted.

Yes, after all, I can't even open a portal.

Wait, it seems that when Doctor Strange saw the cloak for the first time, he looked like this too? Miss Watson, who had already taken two steps away, turned back and began to circle around the vertical glass cabinet. The cloak still had no reaction. It was made of unknown material and had complicated patterns on the surface. Even if it was a dead thing, it was enough to become the most luxurious decoration.

"You want it?"

A woman's voice suddenly came from beside her.

Miss Watson trembled like a thief, turned around and saw Master Gu Yi standing behind her.