Charles had just come out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a bath towel. His strong arms were exposed. Just as he stretched his arms, he heard a knock on the door outside.
Cecilia stood outside the door, her hair sticking to her skin, looking disheveled yet beautiful.
Charles's Adam's apple rolled, and he suppressed the restlessness in his heart, "Cecilia, have you found the legendary witch?"
Cecilia nodded, unable to hold back any longer, and collapsed into Charles' arms, exhausted.
Her face was pale and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Even Charles, who was not good at taking care of others, noticed that something was wrong with Cecilia.
"Cecilia, what's wrong with you?"
Cecilia opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She could only point at her throat with a painful expression.
What's wrong with her?
She is in pain!
The pain from her throat spread throughout her body. She lost her magic again and forced herself to swim out of the deep sea with her aching body. On the way back, she felt like she was going to die.
Back in the castle, she was afraid that the strange woman beside Karina would suddenly appear and take her life while she was sick. The pain in her body and the fear in her heart kept stimulating her, and she felt like she was going crazy!
Charles could only help Cecilia sit down by the bed and called a doctor for her. It was not until the next morning that Cecilia's symptoms improved a lot.
Cecilia ate the food Charles prepared for her in small bites, then asked Charles for paper and pen, and wrote down everything she had experienced on the paper.
Charles then realized that Cecilia had made a deal with a witch, and she had lost her voice and could no longer speak.
A hint of regret flashed in his eyes. When he was on that isolated island, Cecilia would sing to him at night. He had never heard such a lively singing voice before. It would be a pity if he could not hear it again in the future.
But... mermaids should all have beautiful voices. With Cecilia by his side, it's only a matter of time before he catches other mermaids. Then he can pick the one with the best voice, not use her for research, but lock her in a cage and make her sing for him.
The thought was fleeting. He gently stroked Cecilia's pale cheek, pretending to feel distressed. "Cecilia, I'm so sorry for you. If I had known this would happen, I would never have let you make a deal with that witch."
Cecilia shook her head. Although she had lost her voice and had gone through life and death to return to Charles, seeing Charles being so gentle to her now, it was all worth it.
She shook her head and rubbed against Charles's arms like a docile cat.
"What about the potion you made after making a deal with the witch? Did you drink it?"
Cecilia shook her head and didn't drink it. After all, the potion was only effective for three days. She was afraid that her aching body would not be able to kill the woman within three days, so she kept holding the potion in her hand.
She took out the potion and handed it to Charles, who took it with both hands as if he were looking at some treasure.
To them, this is indeed a treasure.
Even if he couldn't kill that woman, drinking it would allow him to experience the power of being a strong man. Just thinking about it, Charles was almost immersed in that fantasy.
He gently tidied up the loose hair on Cecilia's forehead and said, "Cecilia, you've suffered a lot to get this potion back. Leave the rest to me!"
Cecilia blinked in confusion.
Charles: "What I mean is, just kill that fortune teller and leave it to me!"
Cecilia shook her head. How could this be possible? The fortune teller was very strange. What if she hurt Charles?
Cecilia would rather get hurt herself than see Charles get hurt in the slightest.
She frowned in worry, and Charles looked at the bottle of potion while trying to calm Cecilia down.
He longed to experience the power of being a strong man. Being able to fight against a powerful magician like the Fortune Teller would benefit him in this life no matter what.
A hint of hesitation flashed in Cecilia's eyes, but she couldn't persuade Charles.
She took out the other thing the witch had given her and wrote on the paper:
This can put her into a deep sleep. If you bring it with you, it will be much easier to deal with her.
Charles glanced down at what Cecilia had taken out and shook his head: "Cecilia, you have to believe me, you can't use magic now, but if you encounter danger in the future, this can still protect you!"
If he used this thing to directly kill the fortune teller beside Karina, he would not be able to experience the pleasure of fighting with a strong person!
When Cecilia heard Charles say this, a touch of emotion flashed in her eyes, and she knew it! She knew that Charles loved her as much as she loved him.
The two were talking affectionately, not noticing a crow standing on their window...staggering from sleepiness.
007 was really sleepy. He had been standing here since last night and his paws were numb. Next time he did this kind of work, he would definitely choose a four-legged animal so that he could lie down and sleep when he was tired.
It's so hard to sleep standing up!
It yawned, and the next second its eyes widened.
Weren't Cecilia and Charles still at the table just now?
Why are you on the bed again now?
Didn't you just wake up?
It opened its eyes wide with curiosity, and the next second it saw two people taking off their clothes.
007: ???
It flapped its wings twice, as if trying to cover its pure eyes with its wings, but 007 had been standing there for too long, and its feet were numb from the flapping of its wings, so it fell straight down.
Oh my god! This is the seventh floor! If he falls down, Tongzi will be dead!
[Gaga! Host, help! Help!]
When Yunchu woke up and opened his eyes, he found that 007 had not come back yet, so he called it in his mind. The next second, he heard 007 shouting for help.
She immediately became alert, thinking that 007 had been discovered by Cecilia and Charles. She looked around and finally saw only ambiguous traces in Charles' room.
Finally, she found 007 unconscious in the flowers on the first floor.
She patted 007 and found that 007 was just asleep.
Well... it’s good to be young, you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down.
The key point is, before she heard 007 shouting for help, 007's cry sounded like a duck, right?
She held her forehead helplessly. 007 was so stupid, and she didn't know what Mu Yanzhao would think when he saw it.
I'm afraid that if the two of them go out on the street in the future, Mu Yanzhao will be afraid that 007 will be kidnapped by human traffickers.
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