Star Dome Railway: Hand-made strange objects forcibly marry Black Tower

Only when Lu Huai threw him on the bed did Heita come back to his senses.

"Okay." Lu Huai rolled on the bed, "It's time to go to bed."

Heita hugged the pillow and suddenly shrank into the corner.

"do not come!"

With a vigilant look on his face, he was like a little sheep in the pasture staring at the big bad wolf outside the fence.

"What's wrong? Didn't you come here on your own?" Lu Huai sat in front of the black tower. "Yes, you are right. I am very timid and I really need someone to accompany me at night."

Seemingly finding the bottom of the steps, Heita relaxed a little. She moved to the side: "I, I knew, huh, you obviously..."

Suddenly, a burst of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a deafening thunder.

But what really rang in Lu Huai's ears was not the thunder, but the soprano of the Black Tower.

Looking at Heita who was shivering with his head buried in the pillow, Lu Huai tilted his head and thought.

I have never seen her so scared during thunderstorms, um...

Perhaps there was a scene in the play I watched today, in which a person was hung on a kite and hacked to death during a thunderstorm.

He felt it at that time. Heita was sitting on his lap, shaking as if his cell phone was on vibrate mode.

"Okay, it's okay. This thunder can't hit our bed." Lu Huai comforted him without any concern.

"Go to sleep. You sleep in it. I'm afraid you might accidentally roll out of bed at night."

"do not want!"

Heita raised her head, she shakily climbed to the outside of the bed, and dragged the pillow over.

"I want to sleep outside. If you are not honest at night, I can still run away!"

Go and go.

Lu Huai waved his hand, "You can do whatever you want."

But looking at what you said, is that called dishonesty?

It's just a matter of poor sleep. Who can control this kind of thing?

Pulling up the cup, Heita got in. After hesitating for a moment, he got in again, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.

She glanced at Lu Huai, then turned around, turning her back to Lu Huai and ignoring him.

Lu Huai shrugged, picked up the paper placed by the window, and began to continue doing calculations.

After an unknown amount of time, Heita suddenly said: "I'm going to sleep."

"Well, good night." Lu Huai was immersed in numbers and symbols at the moment and responded without raising his head.

Brushing off the quilt, Heita sat up angrily.

"I mean! How can I sleep when the light keeps shining in my eyes!"

Only then did Lu Huai react. He sighed, closed the thick stack of papers in his hand, leaned forward and threw it on the desk.

"Okay, okay, I'll turn off the light."

Turning off the bedside night light, for a moment, the room was submerged in the silent night. Only a glimmer of light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, echoing the patter of rain outside the window.

Heita still turned his back to Lu Huai, deliberately keeping a distance from him.

With the faint light, Lu Huai looked at Heita's petite back. The thunder outside the window still sounded from time to time, but Heita seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He would only tremble slightly and never react so much. .

Alas, what a pity.

Lu Huai lamented in his heart. He also wondered if the black tower would be so frightened that the black tower would crawl into his arms.

It seems like I still think too much...

"Oh!"

At this moment, a loud sound suddenly sounded in the room. Heita, who was already accustomed to thunder, suddenly trembled all over. He didn't even have time to scream, and he turned around and hit Lu Huai's chest.

"Fang, there is something in the room!"

Heita made a panicked sound, and Lu Huai was also surprised. What was so loud?

Holding Heita in his arms with one hand, Lu Huai leaned out and turned on the light. Under the orange light, Lu Huai saw a thick pile of manuscript paper on the ground.

In an instant, Lu Huai realized that when he threw the stack of papers on the table, half of it was hanging in the air.

It seems that it didn't hang on just now and fell to the ground.

Thinking of this, Lu Huai glanced at Heita, who was still trembling in his arms.

"..."

I'm super!

I'm just a genius!

I love myself~

If natural conditions are not good, we will create the conditions ourselves!

At this moment, Heita finally turned around cautiously. When she saw the stack of papers falling on the ground, she was stunned for a moment.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

All she could think about was the scene in the opera where the monster in black robe entered the room and killed someone!

Her relaxed body was sweating a little, and Heita, who was held in Lu Huai's arms, felt a hint of warmth. When she noticed the current situation, she quickly stretched out her hand to support Lu Huai's chest to push him away.

However, she found that she couldn't push it away no matter what?

A crisp sound sounded, and the lights in the room were turned off again. Heita felt that the arms holding her seemed to be exerting force again at this moment.

"You, please let go of me..."

She seemed to be ordering Lu Huai as usual, but at this moment, her voice lacked some confidence.

But at this moment, the warm breath hit her ears, and Heita trembled unconsciously.

"Little princess, you can't blame me for this." Lu Huai whispered in Heita's ear.

"You are trying to put yourself in the tiger's mouth~"

The airflow of breath continued to pass over the small ears, and Heita felt that his ears gradually began to feel hot.

"Just, even if this is the case, you are the sheep!"

Burying his head in Lu Huai's chest, Heita did not dare to raise his head, but responded rather unconvincingly.

Lu Huai chuckled. He said nothing, but the hand originally blocking Heita's waist began to move.

Heita felt Lu Huai's hand moving upward, along her thin back, and touched her head.

What does he want to do?

You won't kiss her ear like that time, right?

Maybe he would go even further and bite her ear directly...

Thinking of this, Heita felt like he was about to stop breathing.

No, no, anywhere except the ears is fine...

Oh no! Not anywhere else!

I've known for a long time that this guy is a pervert. What if she didn't just throw herself into a trap?

no! My heart is beating so fast, I feel like I'm going to die!

The delicate palms were sweating, and the hands that were originally supporting Lu Huai's chest subconsciously grabbed the skirt of his pajamas.

The hand touching her hair was already caressing her cheek. Heita's body trembled and she let out a soft whine.

Then he closed his eyes tightly.

Heita only felt that Lu Huai's hand touching her cheek was slightly cold, which was very different from the usual warmth when holding it.

Why is it cold? Did he catch a cold?

Or……

It's because my face is too hot right now...

That hand gently touched her face, and every time Heita moved, she felt that her heartbeat would beat faster.

The next moment, Lu Huai's hand holding Heita's body suddenly exerted force, and then he moved the hair from her forehead, and before Heita could react, he kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Letting go of his hand, Lu Huai smiled seriously at Heita, then stretched out his hand to help her pull up the quilt.

It was only then that Heita's consciousness slowly came back.

Just...that's it?

I felt a little lucky and a little disappointed.

She raised her head and looked at Lu Huai silently. Her eyes flashed, wondering what she was thinking.

After covering Heita with the quilt, Lu Huai looked down and saw that Heita was still lying in his arms. He looked up at him, his purple eyes flickering in the dark night, like a quiet cat.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Huai asked.

"Look at the stars." Heita responded softly.

Lu Huai frowned and looked back behind him. It was still raining outside the window and the sky was covered with dark clouds. Where did the stars come from?

Turning back, Lu Huai realized that Heita's eyes were clearly looking at him?

Stretching out his hand, Lu Huai pointed at himself and signaled to Heita.

You mean me?

Heita didn't speak, but he obviously acquiesced.

"Ouch, don't be like this, don't be like this, even though I am thick-skinned, I will still be shy if you praise me like this."

Lu Huai deliberately pretended to be embarrassed.

However, Heita did not laugh, nor did he take the opportunity to taunt him. He just remained silent for a while before speaking.

"It's like looking at stars thousands of light years away. When I see them, they are already thousands of years in the future."

"Lu Huai, why do I think...you are a bit unreal?"

The room was a little quiet, and the patter of raindrops hit the windows, which seemed to knock on the hearts of the two of them.

The smile on his lips gradually faded, and Lu Huai reached out his hand and hugged Heita again.

"What's not true?"

"I can't tell you, I just think it's a coincidence that you showed up, like..." Heita hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "It's like the missing piece of the puzzle..."

"What a coincidence..."

She whispered, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

Hearing this, Lu Huai smiled softly without saying anything.

"Lu Huai, who are you?" Heita asked.

"Hmm? Didn't I tell you before? I will spend my whole life with you in the future."

"When is the future?" Black Tower was a little reluctant.

This time Lu Huai was questioned.

"This... who can tell clearly?" Lu Huai shrugged, "Maybe you woke up tomorrow morning?"

"Maybe others?"

"Haha, are you working on a project? How about you study the issue of time, such as how to rejuvenate your youth?"

Lu Huai pinched Heita's cheek, but she shook him away unhappily.

"Don't think about it, go to sleep quickly, be careful not to get up tomorrow." As he said that, Lu Huai's hand gently patted Heita's back, as if coaxing a child to sleep.

But it was indeed too late now. Even if Heita wanted to ask the truth, her physical strength could not support her. She gradually fell asleep under Lu Huai's gentle comfort.

The sound of even breathing came from Heita in his arms. Lu Huai silently looked at her sleeping face and let go of the hand holding her.

When is the future? Maybe after waking up tomorrow morning.

It may also take thousands of years of Amber.

Until that starlight came into his eyes.