【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

(Jealous Diary of My Sweet Wife Lei)

Although Dotore had tried his best to keep his activities in this basement, he still couldn't stay with the girl 24 hours a day.

Let’s not talk about the Queen of Solstice, her slices alone are enough for him to drink a pot.

The strange thing is that the girl has been here for so long and doesn't even know where the exit is.

It's not like she didn't try to look for him during Dotore's absence.

But after all, this is a basement with a high degree of secrecy, which is why...

Reasonable, right?

But Dotore often brought her some books.

There are academic papers, classics, and even light novels.

Then one day when Dotore came back, he saw a girl sitting in a small corner of the sofa, frowning and reading a novel.

Beside her, there was a pile of novels.

Dotore was about to approach her, but subconsciously stopped, raised his hand to take off the mask on his face, and put it aside casually:

"Why are you looking so sad?"

The girl pulled her head out of the book and her tone sounded like she was complaining or coquettishly:

"Dotore, you have a bad taste in picking novels."

"Huh?" Dotore swept the other miscellaneous books around the girl to the ground, sat on them, and put his face close to the book, "How bad is it?"

"This one." The girl raised the book in her hand so that Dotore could see the title clearly——

"The Beautiful Wife on the Run: The Domineering Lord Loves Me Hard".

"Why do the heroines have to run away even though they clearly like each other? Why don't they explain the misunderstanding?"

With that said, the girl put down the book and picked up another one from the other side——

"Reincarnated into a Demon Sword Demon and then replaced the Gale Disciplinary".

"The way to achieve status is to play cards?"

Finally, the girl glanced around her and discovered that the dog-eared book had been swept to the ground by Dotore.

Then the girl pointed at the book and looked at Dotore with bright eyes.

Being tall and having long arms has its advantages. Dotore bent down and picked up the book, holding it in his hand. He turned it over and took a look at the title:

"The Years of Rebirth as Cinnabar Moles".

"What does this book say?"

The girl took the book and turned to the dog-eared page:

"Look here -"

Dotore leaned his head forward and browsed quickly.

In fact, it is a very ancient story like Bai Yueguang's substitute.

This trial, which I don’t know how to pass, is full of all kinds of hints.

"Why can the male protagonist be like this with the female protagonist when he has Bai Yueguang in his heart?"

White Moonlight......

Suddenly something occurred to him, and Dotore's eyes shifted from the page to the girl.

At this time, the girl was analyzing the plot in a coherent manner, her head shaking as she spoke.

Dotore could no longer hear what the girl said behind her. If the girl raised her head, she would immediately fall into a red vortex.

He just looked at the girl like this until the girl noticed that the people around her were silent and looked over in confusion:

"Dotore?"

"..."

"how about you?"

The girl was stunned and swallowed softly: "Me?"

"Your...Bai Yueguang."

The girl's movements froze obviously, and she clearly knew what she should say now to stabilize Dotore, but for some reason, a face flashed across her mind uncontrollably.

Her white moonlight is——

"Thinking about him?"

The distance between the two was so close that the girl could hear the heart-wrenching "click" sound made by Dotore's back molars as they were squeezed tightly.

What a coincidence, there is exactly this sentence on the page of the book that I opened:

White Moonlight is a treasure that will always be treasured even if it is far away.

Dotore was asking the girl if she missed him——

He is asking, who do you love?

The girl rarely understood the underlying meaning, but she didn't answer in a hurry.

I didn't compare myself to the people in the book just now, but now I have fallen into the same situation as the people in the book.

"Why don't you speak?"

Dotore held the girl's waist with one big hand and pulled her towards him. He pinched the girl's chin with his other hand, forcing her to look at him.

In Dotore's eyes, the girl's silence became a memory, a yearning, and an unforgettable memory.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Dotore's eyes became more and more scarlet, and even the girl reflected in those eyes was stained with blood.

The girl naturally knows what can best comfort him at this time——

She raised her hand, held the corners of Dotore's eyes, and gently pulled them down, forcing the murderous eyes to become somewhat softer:

"Dotore, you're jealous."

Dotore was stunned for a moment, even the fierce look in his eyes dimmed, as if he didn't expect that his emotions would be characterized by the girl as jealousy, the most common and insignificant thing in love.

Seeing Dotore wavering, the girl smiled, twisted her waist, and got rid of Dotore's control. The dissatisfaction on Dotore's face had not yet settled, and she changed to a more intimate posture and got in.

"..."

Feeling the tenderness in his arms, Dotore's anger suddenly turned into worried grievances and melancholy. He really couldn't get angry at the girl, so he could only lower his eyes and watch the movements of the person in his arms.

Feelings are so troublesome.

He rarely has such negative emotions, and at this moment, he even has a tendency to be manipulated by such emotions.

Maybe at first...

"Dotore."

Before Dotore could finish his thoughts, the girl's soft voice took over his thoughts:

"It's you who is by my side now."

The girl used some strength to hold Dotore's hand, and took off the gloves bit by bit, revealing Dotore's big hands with sharp joints and bulging veins. Then she pushed the gloves into an unknown corner. Let go, and finally gently open Dotore's palm and insert his little hand into it.

Dotore's veiny hands were huge, making the girl's hands look even more petite.

Dotore remained silent, acquiescing to all this.

Obviously, Dotore's words to the girl were very useful.

He is a person who cares more about the results than the process.

He tightened his grip on the delicate piece in his hand - now, he was the only one who could hold her openly.

-

Black, endless black.

"Death" hugged his knees and sat in the earth veins.

It knew that its "body" was currently lying on Dotore's operating table, with all kinds of tubes inserted into it for unknown purposes.

Cloudy is almost in the same situation as it, but Cloudy probably can't stay in the earth line, right?

The "didi" sound of the instrument was sharp and rapid, and Duoyun's originally bulging body quickly flattened, and then bulged up in an exaggerated way.

If you look carefully, you can see a transparent tube flowing with a dark purple sticky liquid among a bunch of intricate tubes——

Connected between two operating tables.