The Queen of Transmigration is here

I am beautiful, this is my advantage, attractive capital, I am very fortunate for this, although I have to thank my crazy mother.

During college, I fell in love with a man. He was handsome and humorous. He said love words to me. He said that I was beautiful, even when I was stretching, I was graceful like a swan. In the honeypot he gave.

On that night, I acquiesced to his urgency and gave him my innocent body, but he betrayed those sweet words, "It's just for fun, but I took it seriously, what a fool", this is his reason talk.

How can it be, I don't allow it!

Blood spread on the ground, and he fell to the ground staring at his huge eyes, his face was terrified, and his chest no longer rose and fell.

I picked up a glass of red wine, swaying, and tapped his lips with my fingertips, "It's really not good, and children who are not good will be punished."

I took out the tools I prepared and took care of everything. The meat grinder is a good choice. Although I am very reluctant, the stray dogs are so pitiful. They must really want to eat a hot meal of meat buns. How about showing kindness? .

I watched a group of stray dogs scrambling for the pile of buns, and smiled happily, with a hint of weakness. This is the result of painstaking practice, and men like this. This smile happened to be seen by a young man. It's so pretty to laugh at.

I laughed, another prey.

Under my offensive, that young man Yan Ming was obsessed with me and was still thinking about his ending, but an accident made me change my mind. I was pregnant, the seed of that scum.

Yan Ming didn't mind, he hoped that I would give birth to the child, I guess he has some kind of disease, otherwise, who would expect someone else's seed to be born from his own woman's belly.

No matter what, I still choose to keep that child, which is also conducive to grabbing Yan Ming's heart.

Finally, I no longer have to bear the weight of the child in my stomach, but I never knew that giving birth was so painful, I couldn't take anesthesia, and the doctor said it was a dystocia.

I didn't want to die just like this. The doctor suggested a caesarean section. I didn't understand what it was like, so I arranged it in a daze.

The doctor walked towards me step by step with a knife, like a murderer who wanted to take my life. He cut open the belly and took out a bloody child from it. It was the devil.

I hate him, that little devil, just like the cat next door, but Yan Ming likes him very much, why should he like him more than me, that's not his kind.

On the surface, I love the child who is related to me by blood, but in fact I like to watch the child cry. The more he suffers, the happier I am, which is another joy.

There is a little devil lying in the crib, how to make him disappear, ah, the chandelier.It's a pity that it didn't succeed. It missed a little and only hit the leg.

It's really fate, I didn't die from dystocia, and I didn't die this time. Is it true that I have nine lives like a cat? I still need to experiment.

The third year, the fourth year until the eighth year, without exception, caused a lot of trouble for the little devil, but his life was too hard to die.

Yan Ming must have discovered something, the look in his eyes is really annoying, and he warned me to stay away from the little devil.

How can a plaything look at its master like this?And how can one cherish another plaything while ignoring its master?Can't.Since the toy is not good, throw it away.

On TV, the Greenwood Picnic Park has a good environment and you can see the sea, but the cliff is really dangerous, so why not go there.

The little devil likes sandwiches, pass them to him, huh?Yan Ming wants to eat too, that's no good, it's not his turn yet.

I got angry, he actually threw the sandwich on the ground and yelled at me, "You crazy woman, I knew you wanted to hurt Ruirui again, don't even think about it."

Oops, he guessed it right, so what does it matter, what should be thrown is still to be thrown, the little devil must die, this year is the ninth year, the death of the Nine Lives Cat.

Yan Ming rushed forward without fear of death, pulled the little devil away, angry, why are you against me, go to hell.

Yan Ming fell, and that little devil jumped down too.

"Oh, my god, call the police." An annoying old woman, what's her name, is about to act again.

"Please, help me, my child, mother is sorry for you." I look soft and beautiful, and when I cry, it is pear blossoms and rain, not to mention that I have lost my child, who would doubt me.

Even the doctor and the police believe me, the doctor is good, just missing toys.

What a pity it was discovered.

Tsk, it's actually the same mental hospital as my mother, but...

Be good, baby, mom will love you well, hahaha...

Sunlight came in from the window, but Chu Yuhua, who was hiding in a dark corner, was smiling evilly.