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

The two people who opened the skylight and spoke openly found an unexpected tacit understanding, which made Pantalone somewhat strange.

Without him, this kind of relationship had never existed before in his life.

The other person is very smart and can immediately understand what he is talking about; and there are no convoluted thoughts. He can almost speak freely without suppressing his emotions.

It was clear that the two of them were both burdened with a heavy enough secret, and they were jointly conceiving a plan that was against most people. The days that should have been dull made Pantalone feel unprecedented freedom and ease.

If she was by his side at this moment, she would be so comfortable.

Pantalone looked at the "girl" with the same background as in her memory, her eyes filled with tenderness that could not be ignored.

But the figure swayed slightly, then turned around, revealing a veiled, hazy and beautiful face.

Although they were exactly the same, Pantalone seemed to be suddenly awakened. The tenderness in her eyes ebbed rapidly, as if a dry sponge was thrown into a plate filled with liquid. In just an instant, all the glimmering water was cleared away. Gotta be clean.

It's just inevitable that some traces are left behind.

The "girl's" eyes were dim, wondering if this layer of gauze could hide the disappointment on her face.

Although she understands that she is not a normal life, and her emotions are not entirely within herself——

But at this moment, she really likes Pantalone.

This was her instinct since she became conscious, and she was unable to disobey it, nor did she want to disobey it.

"..."

So, she spoke:

"Pantarone, it makes me sad if you do this."

She approached Pantalone, stood on tiptoes, and got close to his face. She held the end of the gauze with one hand, revealing the beautiful face underneath.

With her other hand, she grabbed Pantalone's collar, forcing Pantalone to look at her accusing eyes:

"You know, I like you."

Pantalone's breath hitched.

Exactly the same face, exactly the same voice, only this tone, coquettish and angry, very much like an angry little girl in love.

It turns out that this is how she likes someone.

Pantalone's eyes, which he always hides, are actually extremely deep and sharp, allowing people to see where his gaze is directed at a glance, and making it impossible for the "girl" to ignore the strong friendship and surging passion in his eyes. rationality.

Violent struggle and strong emotions were entangled in his deep eyes, like thick mist, trying to cover up the "girly" face in his eyes.

"Actually, I'm exactly the same as her, right?"

The "girl" threw off the slippers on her feet and stepped on the uppers of Pantalone's clean leather shoes with her bare feet, bringing the ambiguous distance between the two closer. The "girl" stared closely at Pantalone's eyes, trying to find any evidence of his wavering——

"No, maybe I should say, I am her, right?"

The "girl" used her toes hard to bring her lips to the position where you can take them. She supported her neck stubbornly and stubbornly, which seemed to be forcing her.

Pantalone didn't move.

He neither stepped forward to meet him nor retreated to avoid it.

It was hard to tell whether he was pretending to be calm and watching all this happen. It was only after a long time that he spoke:

"She wouldn't be that enthusiastic about me."

Pantalone paused:

"No way, she would reveal her feelings so boldly."

The "girl's" expression was troubled for a moment, as if she was in great confusion.

Seeing the water in the "girl's" eyes that was like mist in the forest, Pantalone smiled gently, but there was a bit of bitterness and self-deprecation in this smile.

He was about to gently peel the "girl" off his body, but he felt a mind-blurring spin. When he reacted, he and the girl fell onto the huge and soft sofa.

He supported the "girl" with his whole body. Although he did not mentally react to what happened, one of his hands seemed to have its own consciousness and was placed behind the "girl's" head.

The eyes were focused again, the "girl"'s bright blue eyes were smart and cunning, her hands were wrapped around Pantalone's neck, and her face had a look that penetrated everything:

"Maybe it's because I have nothing to worry about and I don't have any responsibilities."

“Of course, it’s also possible that Doto Lei touched some of my memories,” the “girl” freed up a hand and nodded her head, “So, some of the periods that made her feel painful did not exist for me. "

The "girl" in front of me is like a new account opened by someone for the purpose of laundering money. It is obviously to satisfy some personal desires, but at this time, it is clean.

"You only like me because Dotore set it up this way."

Pantalone felt that her glasses were about to slip off, but at this moment she couldn't help but hold them on.

The "girl" naturally saw Pantalone's embarrassment, so she stretched out a hand, hooked the gold wire connecting the two frames with her index finger, and then moved her knuckles to make the look that seemed to be on Pantalone's face The semi-permanent glasses fell into her hands little by little.

His vision became blurred, and everything he saw began to be out of focus. The only clear thing in his field of vision was the smiling, smart, and pretty face.

He didn't know if it was because his vision was blurred and his other senses were beginning to dull, but when the face slowly enlarged in his sight, he felt that nothing was wrong.

Anyone who tenses up will feel exhausted.

Perhaps the calmness of ordinary people has a certain amount, so people who usually seem to be more self-possessed will be extra presumptuous when they start to fall.

In fact, Pantalone has no experience in this kind of thing. He has been busy fulfilling his beliefs and has not had a second to devote to this matter in so many years - but he is by no means inexperienced. I don't know if it is. His learning ability is really amazing. After all this experience, he naturally knows some skills. Anyway, this long and ambiguous kiss gave the "girl" an excellent experience.

Of course, he could also pull away at the right time to give the two of them time to breathe.

It was also during the breather that Pantalone suddenly woke up——

What is he doing?

He looked at the "girl" below him, whose lips were red and plump, and her eyes were blurred and full of coquettishness.

He clearly knew in his heart that the person in front of him was a fake, so how could he still...

"Are you upset?"

The "girl" smiled coquettishly and put her fingers between his slightly frowned eyebrows:

"I'll help that 'me' with you, and then I'll stay with you for a long time, okay?"