The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

After spending a few days discussing the details and preliminary plans with Jessica, Nisha stayed in London until the first weekend of December, and then flew to the Federation alone. Although the portal of Kamar-Taj was convenient, it was definitely not something that Watson could use casually to bring people in.

Especially considering Nissa's vampire identity, it is better to avoid exposing her to the mages. As for the Ancient One, it is more practical to play badly in front of him. Anyway, letting the vampire princess take the plane is somewhat different, so this price and compensation can only be paid by Mr. Watson.

Fortunately, the woman was very satisfied.

Have fun and leave.

Michelle was also having a great time. Her interest these days was mainly focused on making fun of her girlfriend for receiving an invitation to a pantyhose advertisement. Miss Butterfly Knife even went to the supermarket to buy the pantyhose brand that had invited Jessica to cooperate, and then discussed with Nisha how revealing the model on the packaging was.

This made Ms. Drew angry.

If they wanted to die together, she simply took out her camera and made death threats.

Only this Leica M6 camera has no life, otherwise it would have been killed. Of course, even so, it could not preserve the purity of the film in its belly. After all, joking aside, Jessica still did not shoot the stockings commercial, but called her agent early and said that she was considering releasing a mini album first.

The people at Hot Wave Records were so happy that they found the mini album contract next to the shredder overnight to make some changes. However, during the discussion, the topic of the conversation shifted to the main album. After discussion, the final negotiation result was: the mini album would be discussed later, and the main album "Jessica Drew" originally postponed to January 1999 would be released in late December 1, so as to catch the afterglow of Christmas.

This time Jessica didn't object.

To be honest, her change of mind had more to do with Baron Otto.

Before the old man showed up, Jessica was not particularly anxious about the album. Now that the old man is "happy", Ms. Drew just wants to finish the album quickly, make some more money, and then sneak away to the Balkan Peninsula as soon as possible to start Mrs. Viper's rise to defeat Hydra.

The end of December is the end of December. In any case, most mainstream award associations count songs released in December into the next year for the convenience of statistics and other reasons. This pattern has not changed until the 12st century.

Jessica is confident that she will get a few nominations.

But on the other hand, she didn't really want to win the award.

All the songs were copied by myself!

As she was thinking, the last enemy on the computer screen was shot and fell to the ground. Jessica let go of the mouse and keyboard and planned to go to the kitchen to find some drinks. As soon as she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Michelle lying on the sofa, swinging a butterfly knife in one hand and touching the belly of the little black cat Wowo with the other hand.

"Have you passed the level?" Seeing her girlfriend coming out, Miss Butterfly Knife barely moved her head as a greeting.

"When did you guys hook up?"

Jessica was a little confused. Doesn't this woman dislike animals? And Wowo, you were scared to death of her at first. You stayed away from her when she came. What do you want to do now?

"It's what hooked me up." Michelle saluted, looked at Jessica as she walked to the kitchen, and lazily said, "Help me get a can of beer, thank you?"

"for you."

Ms. Drew sat on the sofa and handed her girlfriend a can of cold beer: "You really should touch your belly, honey, you've gained weight recently."

"uh-huh."

Miss Butterfly Knife came over and rested her head on those thighs with a very comfortable expression on her face. Jessica suspected that if this woman had a tail, it would have been erected at this moment: "You are not turning into a vampire, you are preparing to mutate into a wildcat, baby, just like Nisha said."

"She's gone now, why do you keep mentioning her? Do you miss her so much?" Michelle was a little unhappy: "Oh, by the way, what about your cute and sexy nurse Lisa? You've hidden her for so long, did you really think I forgot about her? And the mother and daughter you mentioned last time... a mother and three daughters, right? Haha, don't you plan to introduce them to me? How many other women have you hidden and haven't told me?"

"Oh? Why am I mentioned in the news?" Jessica pretended to be stupid.

"Don't change the subject."

Michela stared at her.

"Um... that's right, they are all in the Silent Hill Church. Wait a moment, I'll call the person involved out." Ms. Drew turned her face away guiltily, then got up from the sofa and turned half a circle on the carpet. Miss Watson threw herself back into Michelle's arms: "Oh, Mimi~~ I missed you so much, Mimi, why did you hit me again!"

"I didn't react just now. In fact, it was you who did it. Tell the truth, you cow!" Michelle turned over and pressed Miss Watson on the sofa. Seeing that the situation was not good, the little black cat WoWo jumped off the carpet and rushed to the bottom of the bed in his favorite bedroom.

"Ah~~~?"

Miss Watson's eyes rolled around, with a silly expression on her face, and she made a dry, silly voice with a slightly suppressed throat: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Ahhhhhhhhhh don't do it!!! I said!!!"

“…Ouch!”

The little black cat Wowo huddled under the bed for a while. When he heard no more violent noises, he lowered his body and walked to the bedroom door with small steps to peek out. Miss Watson and Michelle were still huddled together, but at least there was no sign of a fight. After listening to each other's explanation, the woman rolled her eyes, picked up the beer on the table and took a big sip: "So where is the church?"

"No, it's not easy for you to go, Mimi. The last time in Silent Hill, wasn't it..."

"Are you sure that Silent Hill is dangerous to me, and you are not looking for an excuse to keep me out?" Michella put down the beer can, narrowed her eyes, and stared at Miss Watson, who looked away guiltily: "Um... Logically speaking, your mental state should be okay now... I mean, it's not like before..."

"Then let me go in and take a look."

Michella moved closer: "Anyway, you can save me if there's danger, right?"

"It's possible..."

"What else?"

"Woo..." Miss Watson twisted her fingers bitterly, unable to find any other excuse, so she reached into her stomach and took out the Silent Hill pocket watch: "Think about it, what if Silent Hill doesn't let you leave, and insists on making you undergo a mental torture, then you can only leave after the torture. And what if you can't get over it, like you can't face some painful memories, you know what I mean? This kind of thing can't be done just by saying you're strong, so what else can I do? I can only accompany you through it..."

"Well, then I won't go in." Michelle's plot succeeded, and she crossed her legs on the sofa: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"...You lied to me again!"

Miss Watson was furious and rushed over to hit him.

It has started!

The little black cat Wowo had experience, so he quickly jumped back under the bed and listened to the clanging noise outside. Just like the last time, something was thrown over here. It was an opened pocket watch with a picture of a little girl on the inside of the cover. Her eyes seemed to come alive, and they were fixed on Wowo's face. The little black cat bent over and made a threatening grunt.

The pocket watch lay quietly on the floor. As the fighting gradually subsided, Wo Wo poked his head out to look around. Seeing that the two masters had stopped fighting, he relaxed and curiously circled around the pocket watch. Feeling that the eyes were staring at him, he tentatively raised one of his front paws and slapped the watch cover.

The hands on the pocket watch began to move slowly.

As time passed, the sky gradually became gloomy and the rain ushered in the curtain of night.

"...Report, this afternoon a..." The newly bought TV was turned on, and the bright light shone on the two people snuggling on the sofa. Michelle snored lazily and chose to turn her head to continue sleeping. Miss Watson was not happy, and reached out to poke her hair: "Get up! You can't sleep at night if you sleep too much during the day!"

"Oh, don't worry about it."

"No! You want to drink when you can't sleep!"

"Nothing..."

"Hello, hello, hello? My dear Dr. Heinzwafen, listen to what you said." Miss Watson slapped Michelle's buttocks: "Didn't you say you haven't drunk alcohol at night recently? Did you forget that I don't need to sleep? Who sneaked into the kitchen the night before last and got spanked?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? I don't understand you, hahaha!" Michelle imitated Miss Watson's previous tone and said something, and the two started playing on the sofa again, but at this moment, the bedroom door suddenly closed by itself with a bang, which made Miss Watson and Michelle stop at the same time.

"You didn't close the window again?" After a moment of silence, Miss Watson turned and glared at her girlfriend.

"How can I remember whether I turned it off or not?"

Michella glared back, her tone uncertain: "It seems that I turned it off? It should not be turned off, otherwise the wind would not be so strong... When did London have such strong winds?"

"Wo Wo~~~"

Miss Watson walked towards the door. "You little ass isn't going to slip out again, is it?"

There was no echo in the dark room.

"Wowo?" Miss Watson lay down and looked under the bed. She switched her eyes to night vision, but she could only see what she had put in. The Silent Hill pocket watch lay quietly at the foot of the bed, with the lid open, and the mottled scratches on the surface could be clearly seen.

"The window is closed." Michelle also came in. She went straight to the bed in the bedroom, opened the curtains and took a look: "I said I didn't open it. Did Wowo hide... What happened?"

Seeing that Miss Watson didn't say anything and just stared at the pocket watch, Michelle walked over curiously.

"I guess... it's some bad-hearted little girl." Miss Watson turned the pocket watch over. The position of the little girl Alessa's head portrait on the cover had changed. The photo was pulled further away, showing half of Alessa's upper body, and on her chest, she was holding a cute little black cat.