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

It was afternoon when they went out, and by the time they climbed up the tower, it was already dusk.

Although the sun cannot be seen today, looking into the distance from a high place, one can see the warm orange color trying to penetrate the clouds.

"Like your color."

The girl smiled and turned to look at Dadalia, but she did not see the young man's profile, but fell into a pair of gentle eyes.

It was clearly Dadalia who was peeking - maybe he was looking openly - but the first person to look away shyly was the girl.

"No, don't you want to watch the dusk?"

"Don't look at it." Dadalia's voice was delicate, suppressing a smile in her voice, "There is clearly something better to watch."

Although girls have always been praised for their good looks.

But such straightforward and confident words are rarely heard.

The girl's face turned red, turning her head to the side, and suddenly thought of something:

"Do you want to hang up?"

The girl pointed at the ribbon that was dancing in the wind:

"It seems that many couples hang out together."

"If Miss wants to hang up with me, of course you can."

The girl's handwriting is beautiful, Dadalia's handwriting is flamboyant, but no one signed it.

"How shall I sing to you?"

"Use your pure silence."

(Excerpted and adapted from "Asky Birds".)

Dadalia hooked the girl's waist with his arms, and lifted the girl up steadily and carefully, so that the silk ribbon could be hung on a high enough eaves, and then the moment he let go, the silk ribbon The ribbon fluttered in the wind and was instantly lost among the thousands of ribbons fluttering together.

No.

Maybe it's just that their wishes and love were completely integrated into this world at this moment.

By the time they got off the tower, it was already night.

They deliberately took a trail. Although the snow on the surface was smooth and white, the covered road underneath was actually bumpy and muddy. Although the girl didn't feel anything bad, Dadalia was worried. He tightened the girl's hand.

"Miss's hands are a little cold."

Dadalia naturally put the girl's hand into the pocket of his coat, secretly cherishing the handshake and intimacy between the two.

The girl let him go, with a smile in her voice:

"Well, it's warm now."

Her fingers deliberately hooked Dadalia's palm, with a hint of teasing and teasing, but when Dadalia's eyes came over, the girl immediately looked innocent again. When Dadalia would Turning his head back, the hand would scratch somewhere restlessly.

"Miss!"

Dadalia shouted, not in an angry tone, but rather like a little daughter-in-law acting coquettishly.

"Well," the girl's voice contained a smile, but she didn't hide it either. She squeezed Dadalia's index finger hard with her fingers, "You're almost home. I'll take you back and take a look at Tok by the way?"

"Tok..."

Dadalia opened his mouth, as if he was making a difficult decision. When the girl looked at him strangely, he finally made a sound:

"It's a bit late today, Tok may have gone to bed."

Dadalia's voice became softer and crisper, and the fingers in her pocket squeezed between the two fingers of the girl as if showing weakness:

"I'll take you back first, otherwise I won't worry."

"Huh? That's fine."

The girl nodded in agreement, but felt a little strange in her heart.

Would such an active child like Tok be willing to go to bed early?

Dadalia's tutor is quite good.

Dadalia·The tutor is very good·After Ajax opened the door for the girl like a gentleman, he first carefully wiped the snow off the girl's body, then pressed the girl on the chair like a master, turned around and left Light the heater skillfully.

He didn't turn on the light, so the whole room was turned into an ambiguous and warm orange by the heater, like the dusk they just watched together, and like Dadalia's hair. Anyway, it is a kind of hair that a girl would be willing to indulge in. of tenderness.

"Miss, it seems a little late today."

"Ok?"

All the work was done by Dadalia, and the girl could only hold the tea cup, and then glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's past ten o'clock.

"It seems, it's a bit late."

After hearing these words, Dadalia seemed to be afraid that the girl would chase her away, so she immediately started talking:

"Then can I live here?"

Under the fire, Dadalia's face was too soft. Her hair, which was originally a little damp, turned into a fluffy and warm look after being dried by the fire, like a big golden retriever with drooped ears.

"Miss, I have a rest tomorrow."

This is actually a very suggestive statement.

What should two lovers who are in love and have nothing to distract them the next day do on the night they just finished a date (in fact, the date is not over yet)?

Can be imagined.

Moreover, the girl clearly promised Dadalia herself that she would stay with him all day when he rested.

Even if the speaker doesn’t mean it, the listener does anyway.

But Dadalia definitely had a plan. After all, after the girl unbuttoned a few buttons on the top of her shirt under Dadalia's guidance, what was exposed underneath was enough to make the girl's pupils dilate.

no?

It turns out that chest straps can be worn close to the body?

Although there are many scars on Dadalia's body, the skin under his clothes is obviously extremely white; and the chest strap specially used for comfortable formal wear is indeed leather and rich black. I wonder if Dadalia deliberately adjusted it. It was tight, and the girl could even see the black edge, and the muscles that were stretched to the point of overflowing.

"Miss, are you just watching?"

Perhaps the girl had been watching for too long, and Dardalia, the instigator, felt a little embarrassed. Not only her face, but also the exposed skin on her chest was stained a little pink.

"That......"

The girl swallowed, hooked up the elastic leather strap with her fingers, and then gently pushed her knuckles, letting the small piece fall off at her fingertips and make a crisp sound and a muffled groan.

"Should I?"

The girl smiled and continued to unbutton the remaining buttons - to be honest, it felt like opening a surprise gift.

In fact, Dadalia's performance did not disappoint the girl.

"..."

The girl didn't know where to put her hands at once - it wasn't that she had no idea where to start, it was probably because she was annoyed about why she only had two hands - but she finally chose to place them on Dadalia's raised Adam's apple, and then slowly moved toward her. Down:

"Who taught you this?"

Dadalia's breathing was a little rapid, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were red, which made me feel pity for him.

If he didn't answer the questions so confidently, he would look more like a good family man who was robbed and married.

"I passed by a store before, miss."

"The shop owner said that if I wear it like that, my girlfriend will like it."