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

Dotore's explanation is reasonable.

However, this made the girl realize a reality even more——

Dotore is an absolute lunatic.

Whether Zendik was jealous or because he really didn't want to be manipulated by emotions as Dotore said, it was indeed a fact that he killed his beloved with his own hands, and the girl still remembers Zendik's last moments. The almost crazy excitement in his eyes.

What's more, there are more important things that Dotore hasn't confessed yet.

The girl acquiesced to Dotore's closeness, and then asked Dotore the moment he held her in his arms:

"Dotore, what time is it?"

Dotore's body stiffened, and then he smiled bitterly, and had no intention of denying it anymore.

"You knew already?"

"Well, do I need to give you time to explain?"

The girl wanted to raise her head and look directly into Dotore's eyes, but Dotore's big hands held her firmly in her arms.

"This is the end of the matter, my lady. There is nothing to explain."

There was even a hint of apology on Dotore's lips, but one hand had already wrapped around the girl's waist, and the other hand opened and held the back of the girl's head, controlling the girl's movements:

"Now that you found out, I can change the clock to a normal one tomorrow, okay?"

The girl was a little forced to lean into Dotore's arms at this time, and even her voice was a little muffled:

"You know that's not what I want."

"Well," Dotore said in a calm tone, "Then you should also know that I won't give you what you want."

Dotore pinched the girl's head, forcing the two to look at each other:

"For me, when I was eighteen, I already missed you."

"And now, you belong to me."

"..."

The girl's beautiful eyebrows were knitted together at this moment, announcing her master's dissatisfaction:

"That's not me, that's Sohre."

Dotore seemed to be awakened by the girl's words, and then pretended to think, and then smiled contemptuously:

"It doesn't matter to me, my lady."

"What do you want to eat? I'll cook."

The girl did not imagine that Dotore could be so rogue after tearing his face apart (maybe). His pupils were dilated in disbelief, and even his breathing became more ups and downs.

"So, Mr. Doctor?" The girl felt angry and aggrieved. "Are you taking me away just to make me your canary?"

Dotore, who had already stood up at this time, seemed to have heard something interesting. He turned around and said in a joking voice:

"Little Canary? That's a good title."

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In fact, after the breakup, Dotore was no different from before, but the girl always felt that something had changed.

For example, Datore seems to have given up on suppressing any of his feelings.

Although her face was broken, the girl had no intention of breaking the superficial peace between the two out of self-protection, so when Dotore walked into her room and sat directly next to her, she didn't show much of resistance.

Taking a small step to the side was already the result of her restraint.

But this is of no use. In the face of the absolute size difference, this distance can be covered by Dotore with just one stretch of his hand.

Anyway, he no longer pretended at all. He didn't even want to bring in a book and hold it in his hands. Instead, he wrapped his hands around the girl with a clear purpose and pressed his head on her shoulder.

From that perspective, it would be reasonable to say that he wanted to read the same book as the girl.

If he takes his eyes off the girl's face properly.

But immediately, he was not satisfied with just such closeness. A second before he was about to make a move, the girl spoke:

"If you want me to sit on your lap again, I'll slip away."

"In that position, if I were to struggle, it would be easy."

Dotore calculated the difference in strength between the two in his mind, and finally gave up the idea as the girl wished.

It's not because he thinks he can't control the girl.

But he is actually a very sensible person. The girl's struggle will only make both of them feel unhappy. On the contrary, the current situation that both of them can accept is more pleasant.

Dotore's breath sprayed on the girl's white and round earlobes, making it feel like it wanted to wrap around her.

Dotore suddenly thought of something.

It's on this bed -

"Little Canary," Dotore's voice was a little soft, "kiss me?"

On this bed, the girl said to the sixteen-year-old him: I love you.

What Dotore is looking forward to is not just a kiss, but the words "I love you".

There was no reason why he should lose to his younger self.

Although these days, the girl never gave him an extra glance, let alone a kiss.

It doesn't matter, she is just accepting the reality now, and when she thinks about it, these won't be problems.

"Ok?"

Seeing that the girl didn't move, Dotore's hand around her waist slowly tightened, and a single word conveyed a threatening tone.

"..."

The girl released a hand to hold Dotore's face, and Dotore also lowered his head discerningly——

Then a kiss landed on his chin.

He knew very well that this was not a misplacement, but the girl's intention.

She didn't want to kiss him.

"Is it okay to kiss it? Not okay to kiss me?"

Who that "he" is, both the girl and Dotore know very well.

Just thinking about the small slices made the girl feel sour in her heart.

What’s the difference between Little Slice and Dotore——

For the first time in many days, the girl looked at Dotore's face with such devotion.

Her gaze had already passed through Dotore itself, and through this similar face, she saw the outline of another person.

That sincere and simple puppy.

In Xiao Siao Siao's body, the girl never felt anything like "profitable purpose". It seemed that from beginning to end, all he pursued and wanted was the girl herself.

Or a girl's love.

For example, if the girl no longer loves him, Xiaochian may first pretend not to care, and then seemingly unintentionally mention what the girl is dissatisfied with him about, and then gradually evolve into him being in love with the girl. He nuzzled around and acted coquettishly until the girl let go.

But Dotore is different.

He would probably just sneer, and then calmly ask her:

So can you leave?

It seems that Dotore doesn't care so much about where the girl's heart is. All he wants is that the girl can always appear in his field of vision when he wants to see him.

Maybe this has something to do with age.

The sixteen-year-old Dotore didn't have so much airs and didn't know much about emotions. In a sense, he would regard emotions as a gift. After sinking, he would let himself worry about gains and losses and get close to him at will.

But at this age, Dotore's knowledge of emotional theory has reached a terrifying level. The most important thing is that he has enough confidence in himself——

It doesn't matter, your love will only belong to me anyway.