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

"I haven't told you anything yet, how do you know I want to help her?"

I don’t know which sentence hit the “girl”’s point of laughter, causing her to put her forehead against Pantalone’s chest and giggle non-stop.

"Pantarone, you are such a smart person, why can't you turn around at this time?"

The "girl"'s green-white index finger crossed Pantalone's chest, and finally touched his shoulder gently:

"I've said it many times, I am her."

The "girl's" eyebrows are curved and incredibly gentle:

"Because I am her, so my first reaction when I opened my eyes -"

Her tone was soft and sweet, as if she was talking to her lover:

"Just wanted to destroy the place."

Neither the eyes nor the voice can convey the coldness of the "girl". If you ignore the content, this is really a sentimental statement.

"Since even an 'I' who was born there thinks so, let alone that 'I'?"

The "girl" raised her head and met Pantalone's eyes that were focused on her. Then she hooked her arm and pecked Pantalone on the lips. The movement was a little sudden, which made Pantalone He didn't even have time to dodge, and the "girl" took over again.

"...Are you so enthusiastic towards anyone?"

Pantalone's eyes narrowed, but they were not smiling as usual, but with undisguised suspicion and danger:

"You were just programmed by Dotore."

"..."

The originally lively expression of the "girl" dimmed a bit, and her bright eyes moved away, slowly moving from Pantalone's face to Pantalone's chest.

"According to my temperament, no matter who I fall in love with, I will be so unreserved."

"Speaking of my life experience, it is true that 'I' will like whoever Dotore lets 'me' like."

The "girl" had an aggrieved voice, and her delicate fingers tightened the material on Pantalone's chest, causing the precious silk to wrinkle at her fingertips:

"But if you send me back now and ask him to change my mind, I will never be willing."

Looking up again, tears were already shining in those beautiful eyes, which made people feel sorry for them:

"But if you can't trust me and humiliate me repeatedly, I don't have to do it with you."

As he said that, the "girl" actually stretched out his hand to push Pantalone's chest, and Pantalone accidentally grabbed the "girl's" hand that was pressing on his chest before exerting any force.

In fact, the "girl" didn't really intend to push him away, and the strength she used might not even be able to move a cat away; and Pantalone, who had already lived as a man, couldn't see through this thought, but Still, I obediently fell into the trap of welcoming and rejecting.

"..."

Pantalone sighed, grabbed the "girl's" hand, put it to her lips and kissed her gently, seemingly helpless, but actually secretly happy:

"it is good."

As for what he was promising, it was self-evident.

-

In the laboratory, Dotore looked at the "girl" sitting aside, then turned to Pantalone, who was drinking tea without changing her expression, and raised her chin towards him:

"Do you keep it with you this whole time?"

"Well," Pantalone didn't have any special reaction. She just put down the teacup in her hand calmly, "She has a face like this. It's hard to feel relieved when she is alone."

"Besides, isn't this what you want?"

Dotore seemed to scoff.

Pantalone selectively ignored this sarcastic voice and just smiled:

"It's so similar, why don't you have one with you?"

Dotore wore a mask on his face, but despite this, the "girl" standing aside still felt the uncomfortable gaze from Dotore.

"Because I'm not like you. I've never tasted good food. I'm just satisfied with a fake."

"I want her, and I only want her."

The "girl" on the side turned her head intentionally to hide her sulky look because she was offended.

This move actually made Dotore stunned for a moment.

Although he knows that with his ability, even if it is a fake, it will be exactly the same.

It's just that he has never practiced it. When this charm was revealed in front of him, he actually felt his heart move.

"throat."

Pantalone coughed lightly, and her smile became more perfect, but people could see the chill:

"Second seat, if you haven't talked about business yet, what are you looking at?"

Pantalone pushed up the frame and tilted her head:

"Since it's already mine, don't go beyond the limit."

-

Pantalone was wearing a large robe, and her white, well-jointed hands stretched out from under the sleeves. She bent her fingers and knocked on the wooden door in front of her.

The "girl" looked at the room in front of her with some curiosity, lifted the thin gauze hanging from the curtain, and raised her head to look around.

"What, do you like it here?"

Pantalone tilted her head slightly:

"Still like this style of house?"

"I'll buy a piece of land later and build one for you."

The "girl" softly said "hmm" and smiled at Pantalone:

"It's secluded here, which makes people feel at ease, and there's no need to be secretive."

Pantalone paused, and before he could say "You have been wronged," the sound of the wooden door opening drew their attention back.

It was probably dark inside the house because the lights were not turned on and there was no light coming from the crack in the door.

In fact, this was just a moment of weirdness. Although the door was opened from the inside slowly but coherently, what greeted them was not the girl's soft face and figure, but a shining water blade.

What gradually emerged in the darkness was Dadalia's expressionless face.

"It is you."

Dadalia smiled unapologetically, then put away the water blade in his hand as if nothing had happened, and shouted in an unknown direction:

"Miss, it's Pantalone."

Pantalone subconsciously looked behind him - although his boxing skills were not as good as those of his colleagues, his ears and vigilance were definitely not bad, but the girl stood there unnoticed. Behind them:

"I got it."

The girl smiled. The snow behind her was indeed flat, with only two sets of footprints that were neither close nor far apart when they came.

The girl took off the curtain hat on the "girl's" head in an extremely natural movement, and handed it to Pantalone beside her smoothly:

"It's really better to be secluded and safe here, so there's no need to wear this."

The moment the "girl's" vision became clear, her eyes lit up, she grabbed the girl's somewhat cold hand and put it against her face:

"It turns out that I'm so good-looking."

Everyone present was stunned, including the girl.

The other two people may have thought about the content of the "girl's" words, but what the girl was thinking about was——

How could she say what was in her heart?