You Are My Gravity

Corpse Ointment, yes, Corpse Ointment... She has Corpse Ointment, she will be fine, she will be fine!

Zhong Wenqing stumbled out of the bathroom, rushed to her dressing table, grabbed the box of corpse balm, pulled out a large lump and smeared it on her face...

A box of corpse balm was all applied to the face by Zhong Wenqing. This box was originally a one-month dose.

After Zhong Wenqing filled a face, the tingling on her face did not disappear, but it became more serious. The wounds were hot, as if they were sprinkled with salt and chili noodles.

Zhong Wenqing trembled in pain and rolled down one by one in cold sweat. She thought that the pain was due to the effect of corpse oil. She thought that she had applied so much at once, and her face would be as clean as it was before at dawn. After all, the little ghost she raised over the years guarantees her luck, and these refined corpse ointments are to maintain her beauty.

Zhong Wenqing believes too much and relies too much on these things.

Seeing that the box was empty, Zhong Wenqing's anxiety was magnified. She was afraid if these things were not around.

Moreover, the situation today is really weird, she must quickly ask her master.

Zhong Wenqing trembled, took out the phone to make a call, and dialed a number that was not recorded in the phone, but was already well-known...

She trembled and said: "Hey...guru, it's me... I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't call you today, there is no time yet, but... But I really can't help it, I am today, I am today ... encountered very, very strange things..."

The person Zhong Wenqing called the "guru" on the phone asked her something strange.

So Zhong Wenqing told the other party all the time from beginning to end.

"Master, the three babies were very well-behaved before. When they were released at night, they went out to search for food. But today, they couldn't get out of the door. And I, I felt It's hot like a red iron plate, and my hands are about to be burned...I am now...I am now...I am bitten by three children on my face and many wounds...Master, what should I do, my The face is ruined..."

As she said that, Zhong Wenqing began to cry. She felt it was really terrifying. The day outside was already bright, and the energy of last night was like a nightmare, and she was shaking all over when she remembered it now.

It took a long time for Zhong Wenqing’s guru, Chen Mo, to say, “Your door must have been banned, and your raising of a kid has been discovered. Someone has taken action against you.”

Zhong Wenqing was very shocked when she heard this: "What? How could...I have been very careful, how could anyone know..."

Although her assistant may know a little bit, but absolutely very little.

The assistant never saw Zhong Wenqing and her sons "playing". They always thought that this was just Zhong Wenqing's superstition.

After all, how many people in the entertainment industry are not superstitious?

The more people in this circle, the more they believe in the things that the gods and gods talk about, worship the Buddha, believe in some Tantric Buddhism, and invite Huang Daxian'er, this is not uncommon.

Moreover, the assistant has been with her for many years. If they broke the news, it would have exploded early, and it would not wait until now...

The master on the phone snorted coldly: "Stupid, ordinary people certainly don't know..."