The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Although Mrs. Viper spent a lot of money to renovate the bathroom, taking a hot bath was still a luxury. If it weren't for the normal operation of the culture chamber, Watson wouldn't even bother to repair the circuit and lighting system. This safe house draws power from the nearby road network. Fortunately, Dagenham is a heavy industrial area and the power network is relatively "busy", otherwise it would be really not that easy to steal electricity.

However, after all, the safe house was not often used before. Now there is a training cabin, which is a big power consumer. It is fine in the short term, but over time it will definitely increase the possibility of being noticed by others. Of course, this is a low-probability bad result. Even if abnormal power consumption is discovered, the first person to check is probably an electric worker, so I have plenty of time to respond.

...Want to find another safe house?

Mrs. Viper does have another place in London, but she has never had time to find it.

Jessica looked at the ceiling, her thoughts drifting to other places.

"Why don't you play anymore?"

Michelle came out after washing.

"I was wondering what song I would have to play to get into your bed."

"Then you have something to think about." Michela chuckled a few times, reached out and took a bag of bread and milk from the table. And Jessica's index finger slowly moved down, stroking the six strings, and drew a gentle opening like flowing water. This is the prelude to the classic old song "Moon River", but compared to the original version which was quiet, melodious and gentle, her fingering arrangement is more gorgeous, but it also retains the deepest level of tranquility.

Continuous notes flowed in my ears. As the interlude ended, Jessica's fingering changed, switching from pure music to a strumming and singing version. Singing the phrase "Moon River, no wider than a mile" caused a slight tingling sensation to spread from her scalp to her arms. Michelle couldn't help but slow down her breathing and focus on those light red lips - when Jessica spoke It doesn't sound special, but when you sing it, it has a different flavor. The light magnetism blends with the sadness and desolation contained in it, touching the bottom of your heart.

Spread into ripples.

After the song was finished, Jessica looked at Miss Butterfly Knife: "How is this song?"

"That sounds nice, but it's morning."

"Then I'll sing it again tonight?"

Michela looked at Jessica for a while and then said: "To be honest, I haven't seen you like this before, but now... you really feel like another person to me. "

"It's good for everyone."

Jessica took out a bottle of fingerboard oil from the piano case: "I mean Mr. Watson, you know, this body will have more and more personalities in the future. It's the same as garbage sorting, but different Different types of status apply, otherwise an abnormality may occur if they are all accumulated together. As for what the abnormality is... you can refer to Miss Watson."

"I'm just saying that cow is not in her right mind."

After finishing breakfast, Michelle rolled her eyes and took out the clothes from her duffel bag. She bent down with her back to Jessica and lifted her jeans up alternately. Under her increasingly rounded buttocks, her two white thighs were tight. Pasted together, they reveal full femininity. Jessica watched without blinking, silently put down the guitar, and then took a deep breath: "Dr. Heinzwafen, you already have a boyfriend and a girlfriend, why don't you consider giving me a chance? Woolen cloth?"

"Correction, my only love partner is Mr. Watson. Miss Watson is purely a bonus. And there must be something wrong with my brain at the time, otherwise I would not agree to that cow." Michelle tied up her belt and left He curled his lips and said, "Ms. Watson feels like she's been on powerful stimulants all day long. She talks a lot of nonsense and is annoying to death."

"But you still like her, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Miss Butterfly Knife rolled her eyes.

"Hey hey hey, I just~~~~ know you like me!" The voice in my ears suddenly changed, and Miss Watson rushed up from behind and hugged Michela's body: "Look, we haven't seen each other for so long, why not Why don't you do some exercise in the morning? Have you ever heard of morning exercise for couples? You've heard it, you must have heard it, how could you not have heard it? Don't hesitate any more, kiss me quickly uhhhhh—— "

"Let me go." Michela pressed her girlfriend's mouth and tried to push her away.

"You won't let me save you!"

Feeling the huge gap in strength, she could only peck Miss Watson's lips angrily, and then she successfully separated her body. But looking at the clothes pattern on the opponent's chest that was so tight that it was deformed, Miss Butterfly Knife instantly became jealous: "Look at your terrible expression? You should be treated for a neurosis full of pornography!"

"Oh~"

Miss Watson took two steps back and shook her fists in a posture, but she still had that smile that didn't deserve a beating: "It seems you want to do another kind of morning exercise? No problem, come on!" A fight, a fight!”

Click!

Michela cocked his pistol and pointed it at the guitar. Miss Watson immediately screamed, slid to her knees and hugged her girlfriend's thigh. She was so fast that no one had time to react: "Sister, I was wrong! Don't shoot!"

"Do you still want to fight?"

"If you don't fight, how can I be willing to do something to you?" Miss Watson clung to her jeans, showing a well-behaved expression, just wagging a dog's tail on her butt: "I was just joking, we are going out today How about taking a stroll? I’ve been staying at the South Bank for the past two days, where there are quite a few concert halls, theaters and galleries, and the bars feel pretty good too.”

Then don't touch my butt while you're talking!

The words came to her mouth and Michelle swallowed them down. She was already very familiar with Miss Watson's character, who was completely shameless, and scolding her would only make her more excited. Rolling her eyes at the other party, Michela took off the temporary camouflage jacket. It wasn't until she put on her top that she saw a cow still hugging her thigh. Then she helplessly opened her mouth: "Okay, hurry up and get up." .”

"Aren't you angry?" Miss Watson's eyes were bright.

"If you disappear immediately, I won't be angry."

"okay!"

With a snap of her fingers, tentacles surged all over Miss Watson's body, and the suit shriveled up, then was filled up again. Jessica, who had returned to her normal state, put her hands on her hips and breathed a sigh of relief under Michela's gaze. Then she frowned and pulled the T-shirt on her chest: "Hell, that cow is too big."

Noticing Miss Butterfly Knife's slightly widened eyes, she spread her two palms: "What are you doing?"

"fine."

Michela shook her head, turned and walked out: "I will get used to it soon."

......

8pm, Hammerforge, West London.

35A...35B...

After spending a day walking around the streets with Miss Butterfly Knife, Jessica rode her bicycle to this neighborhood more than ten miles away. Her eyes kept jumping on the house numbers of the buildings on the left and right sides, and finally found the target. This is an old apartment building located next to the street. It is only 5 stories high and its exterior is mainly red brick, so it looks very much like a big brick lying flat. Jessica locked her bicycle, glanced at the "King's Tavern" sign hanging on the outer wall, and then opened the dark green wooden door with peeling paint.

A white British shorthair cat walked out of the corridor on the left.

"Dede! Come back!"

Accompanied by a burst of loud music, a young girl appeared in the field of vision. She looked up and saw Jessica carrying a guitar, and came forward with the cat in her arms: "Hi! I haven't seen you before, you are a new resident. ?"

"Well, that's right, just call me Jessica."

"I'm Lucia, nice to meet you!" The girl in front of her stretched out her hand enthusiastically. Although she was petite and average-looking, her two big eyes looked very energetic, with dark circles under her eyes and two highlighted waves on the back of her head. Braids, a strong rock girl feeling comes out. Of course, what's more important is that rock music is playing in the room behind her, so it's no wonder the cat couldn't help but run out. After shaking hands with the other party, Jessica wanted to say goodbye, but Lucia kicked the door of the room shut and followed suit very familiarly:

"Which room do you live in?"

"3309."

"Cool! There has been no movement in that room. I have never seen it open. I was curious about who the resident was!" Lucia hugged the cat and ran to the end of the stairs in two or three steps: "I know all the people here. Let me introduce you later, by the way, I see you are carrying a guitar? Are you a singer? Or which music school do you attend? I also know some students from nearby schools!"

I finally understand why Miss Watson is annoying.

Jessica resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "I'm a singer, maybe."

"Wow, cool!"

Lucia shouted first, and then came over with excitement: "I guess you are a singer! Let me tell you, my boyfriend also writes songs! I formed a group with him called [Lakeside Mud Monster], and I Responsible for playing the drum set. Although my arms are very thin, I am actually very good at playing the drums! Do you want to play with us? How about making an appointment? How about tomorrow? "

"I still need to tidy up the room."

Jessica walked to the door of room 3309, used the password to open the turntable lock box on the door, and took out a key: "I won't come here often recently. I will make an appointment with you again when I have the opportunity."

"That's fine."

Just when she thought Lucia was about to say goodbye, the wavy-braided girl seemed to be stunned and raised the British shorthair cat in her arms towards her: "Ouch, I forgot to introduce you, this is my cat , his name is Dede, he is 3 years old this year! He is a boy!"

"You named a male cat Dede?"

"This is to commemorate his sterilization operation. Let me tell you, the day of the operation was super cool!" Lucia smiled, and suddenly there was a little hope on her face: "Well, when you live here permanently, there will be If you are free, could you please help me feed the cat? Because I often go out with my boyfriend for a few days... Or would you like to take Dede into the room and take care of it for a while? That would be better!"

"So this is your real purpose?" Jessica touched Dede's head, and the cat meowed cooperatively.

"Hey, I won't bother you anymore, bye!"

Lucia turned around and disappeared.

I can already foresee the lively nights ahead.

Jessica sighed softly and unlocked the door.