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

"Thanks for your hard work."

The girl placed a cup of steaming water in front of "Death" and then sat down opposite "Death".

At this time, the hair color switch between the two was not inconsistent, but the white hair on the already sickly white body of "Death" made her already ethereal appearance even less like a real person.

The girl looked at the white hair on Death's head and nodded with satisfaction.

Imitation of an improved hair dye, the effect looks pretty good.

Of course "Death" nodded coldly:

"when to go......"

"Don't worry," the girl shook her head, "We don't know the location, entry method, or specific defenses yet."

"Myself......"

"No."

The girl's tone was soft, even with a smile, but she didn't know if it was the psychological effect of "death", but she always felt that there was an irresistible majesty in her words.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was because the girl's words really shocked her, or whether it was because she had a habit of ignoring the girl's words in the past, and she hasn't changed it yet.

Although "Death"'s expression was still cold and hard, the girl could see a hint of grievance in it, so she patted her head as if coaxing a child:

"Don't worry, if you still want to kill me after doing that, I will give you a chance."

"So, don't be so anxious."

"..."

"Death" turned his head away expressionlessly, leaving the girl's hand hanging in the air:

"I'm different from before. Don't treat me like this again."

Coaxing a fool?

The girl slowly took back her hand, suddenly remembering the last time when Dadalia took the initiative to put his head under her palm.

Phew, don’t tell me, it’s a bit like it.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Death" obviously didn't want to be exposed in other people's eyes, so he raised his chin to the girl. After the girl nodded, he turned around and disappeared into the air.

The girl then went to open the door.

"Miss!"

Sure enough, it was a fool, no, it was Dadalia who came.

Dadalia took about two steps. Although her breathing was still regular, her hair was a little messy.

The disheveled and raised hair fluttered in the breeze. It was a warm and warm golden-orange color in the sun, as if endless vitality was leaping on top of his head.

This warm vitality seemed to have infinite attraction for the girl, and she couldn't help but reach out her hand——

Like, a little high.

Dadalia looked at the girl's hand raised in the air, and almost immediately understood what the girl wanted to do, so with a proud smile that he didn't know where it came from, he bent down and put his head to the girl's hand. .

Perhaps due to preconceived ideas, Dadalia's appearance made the girl unconsciously associate with the "idiot" in "Death"'s mouth. While trying her best to hold back her smile, she even forgot to rub the man's cheeks. hair.

Dadalia raised his eyelids in confusion, and seeing that the girl was obviously in a trance, he blinked a little, moved his neck, and pushed his head directly into the palm of the girl's hand.

"Miss, how are you?"

The fluffy hair was not too hard, and was warmed by the sun. With the young man's already high body temperature, it warmed the girl's cold hands.

"Ah? What, how is it?"

Dadalia dug into the girl's palm with some dissatisfaction:

"Hair! Miss, I touched it, why don't you praise me?"

Dadalia's childish statement successfully made the girl burst out with a smile that she had endured for a long time. She stroked her soft hair with her fingers and her shoulders shook:

"Ha, very good, Dadalia."

Very well-behaved?

Don't you want her to praise her hair? Why do you say "very good"?

Dadalia cursed in his heart, but his body still enjoyed the girl's hands on top of his head, and his ears secretly turned red at this time.

After teasing the fool, no, after teasing Dadalia, the girl retracted her hand with satisfaction, and also touched the thin snow that had melted on Dadalia's shoulders, and looked up at him:

"Is there a problem?"

Dadalia's expression immediately became dissatisfied and aggrieved:

What do you mean, miss? I can’t see you unless I have something to do?

"I can't, do I miss you?"

It was still a bit embarrassing for the innocent boy Dadalia to say such words, but then he thought about it - he was now justified, so the voice that dropped midway became confident again, and even sounded like He raised and stretched it like a baby, with some teasing meaning. His originally hesitant eyes began to actively capture the girl's eyes, for fear that she would miss a trace of his love.

The most straightforward and passionate language, even for a girl, was hit straight in the heart.

The young man's gaze was too clear, magnifying the already overflowing love in his eyes.

As he said himself——

I have lots and lots of love.

He wasn't lying.

After suppressing the overly turbulent emotions, the girl raised her head and expressed her transparent love:

"Well, I miss you too."

"..."

dadalia.exe is not responding.

Who knows, he actually came here for business, but when he heard the girl's question, he became a little unconvinced and said those words with a provocative intention.

Even though he thought she was real,

But he didn't consider the girl's reaction at all.

"I miss you too" should be a common saying between lovers, right?

But he listened, why, so happy?

Well, no wonder it's so common.

"Dadalia?"

The girl's somewhat cold hands were placed on Dadalia's face, with a hint of teasing in her voice:

"Your face is so red."

"......Um."

Dadalia took the girl's hand that was on his cheek, pressed his face against her palm, and said in a muffled voice:

"After all, I like the lady."

"..."

Oops.

The heartbeat is so fast.

It seemed as if he had been deceived by the red-faced fox.

Dadalia's eyes were moist and clear, but upon closer inspection, they shone with a cunning light:

"It seems that the lady's face is also very red."

Her face felt like it was on fire, and the girl knew it better than anyone else.

However, being pointed out so bluntly, the girl was still inevitably a little shy. The hand that was still attached to Dadalia's face wanted to withdraw, but Dadalia held it harder.

The panic at the beginning was no longer in Dadalia's eyes, replaced by a light of inexplicable excitement, like a student who has finally mastered a skill after ten years of hard work, his eyes are full of ease and eagerness to try:

"So, miss, do you like me too?"

Dadalia bent down and got very close, as if just to see the girl's rare flustered and shy expression.

It was as if the two were engaged in a fierce tug-of-war in each other's hearts, provoking each other to make the other lose first. They were rivals; they also worked together to promote the romantic atmosphere, as teammates.

"So, is that right, miss?"