Chapter 1377: 1 night tossing people

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This is the first night I have spent this time in the world of God. It may be a bit sleepy. I always feel that it is not very practical to sleep at night. I always toss between drowsiness and half awake, as if there is always in my mind. Things are changing and I can't be quiet at all, but I really need to dig deep into what I'm thinking, but I can't summarize anything. I was lying in such a semi-drowsy and half-faint mood, and vaguely felt that the night was almost over, and vaguely felt that the door seemed to move, and I felt that someone was walking around the room-but this should be an illusion Based on his current level of awareness and alertness, if someone is close to certainty, he can wake up from the confused state in an instant.
But soon, I really felt that someone was in the room, and that person was half a circle around the bed, and was now standing in front of him.
I opened my eyes slightly, and saw a figure standing next to the bed in the haziness. This figure was tall and elegant, facing away from the window, the face of the figure could not be seen in the backlight, and I could only see a few strands of silver and white in the night. Fluttering, his eyes moved, a pair of blood-red eyes opposed his own eyes in the dark, dead and cold.
I was quite awake this time, and suddenly exclaimed, "Well, I'm going!" Then I jumped out of bed and jumped. But maybe I was used to the layout of my house at home. I forgot that there was a lot of mess in the bedroom of Bingtis's house. The high-end and unpretentious furnishings were unclear: I directly knocked over a tall crystal table next to the bed. There was a sudden loud noise.
Bingtis's soul also woke up this time, and drowsed up stupidly: "What about dry hair? Dry body insomnia. Most of the night is about to fall asleep, what a nerve do you have! What is so many things with you ... ... when lying in bed, why is your body standing there! Finally you, a beast, can't help but pull the ignorant body of your body over to ruin it ?! "
"Girls should pay attention," I really admire myself. At this time, I still have the energy to quarrel with Bingtis, and then activate the crystal lamp in the room. The soft light suddenly filled the room. "I don't know what happened, she stood there as soon as she opened her eyes-startled me!"
Standing on the side of the bed and back to the window was Bingtis's soulless version of the body, so it must be her who thought that she had just pushed in the door and walked around the room for a long time. I am very surprised why my alertness and perception ability are so slow this time, I realized after thinking about it for a while: Bingtis's soul is now one with herself, so her body is not an "outsider" to me at all. "As if you wouldn't be alert to your hands and feet, it is estimated that her body is about to rush over and assassinate me, and I may not be able to react-this is amazing.
"Can't she remember the phrase that told her to" Follow me well "before I set off?" I calmed down and walked forward with a smile. Fentish's body watched me approaching so dumbly that his eyes blinked for a long time. She was wearing a pure white pajamas, with a calm and serene expression, and silver hair like a waterfall pouring down to the ground. This image is exactly like the extremes of her black long skirt running around in her usual days, but I ca n’t care about it. The figure of the enchanting royal sister. I'm thinking about one thing now: how to get out this ice sister with cerebral palsy?
She can walk around with hands and feet, and will run back even if she is returned to the room. Now it is certain that the phrase "be sure to follow the man in front of her" has become unchangeable in her mind. Death order, unless she is tied to her own house ... it may not work even if tied up, this female hooligan is very powerful! She is the only freak who can use his fist to beat the flying dragon god. I have seen with my own eyes the thrilling sight of throwing Lin in the hand.
People are unlucky when they drink water, and their teeth are stuck between their teeth. I just dragged Bingtis' arm to send her back to the room, and I heard a voice from the door that I did not want to hear at this time. Before he could react, Uncle Kuwain came in with his wife: "What's going on? What happened? A patrol guard just reported this ..."
I faced Bing Dao and Bing Ma. The time stopped at this moment, and then Bing Da saw her baby girl standing behind me in pajamas with a look of just waking up (actually dead fish eyes), and behind us The big bed was messy (I didn't sleep well).
My treasure is solemn: "Actually this is a mistake ..."
Bing Dad rushed up and interrupted me at a short step. I thought he was desperate for me, but he held my hand and looked excited like Parkinson's late: "Do you want to give your child a name?"
I quickly calmed down the old man: "Actually this is really a mistake ..."
Bingma also came up and grabbed a bit of agitated Bingdad: "Look at what you look like. You can't keep your focus on how old you are. Is it time to think about it--"
I'm angry, Aunt Sally is indeed more reliable than Bingtis' hot-blooded dad. As a result, I didn't have time to be touched for a while, and Bingma grabbed my arm, "Where did the child go to school?"
I'm almost crying, it's really a family, Bing Ma thinks farther than Bing Da ...
"Dad! Mom! Don't mess up with the two of you!" At this time, Bingtis couldn't help but say, "My body just ran in somehow myself! Chen was just startled by her, How far do you want to go! "
At the moment when the Kuvain and his wife were a little stunned, I finally found the opportunity to intervene and quickly explained everything. Right now, this misunderstanding is not a matter of trivial words. Once I ca n’t explain it, I do n’t think I ’ll think about it for a long time, especially Uncle Kuwain ’s action is very strong. You say in case he works with him Carrying three or four tons of children's clothing, ran to Shadow City, and announced what to do with the girl? Let's not say whether Sandora will kill their relatives in good faith. The news spreads, at least within three years you will not find a scandal higher than this ratings ...
I do n’t know how credible I am. Anyway, both parents have doubts on their faces. Of course, it ’s more likely that they would rather not believe it and let me admit it. Then, the more I think about this possibility, high.
But at the critical moment, Bingtis was very powerful, she said quietly, Bingdad Bingma didn't say a word: "Parents and you imagine, roll the sheets from the first perspective and yourself-you think I can allow this What happened? "
Uncle Kuwain tangled his expression for a while, looking at it with regret: "Really?"
I nodded hard. Then I also looked at the dead fisheye Bingtis nodded hard and looked at the two parents cried and smiled at the end: "So what, you mentality is a bit ... Bingtis, but your daughter, how can life-long events be random? Yes, especially today, I think it ’s normal for you to greet all the guards of the temple and chase me down ...

Uncle Kuwain has restored the calm and indifferent look of the old aristocracy in usual days, and Wen Yan suddenly revealed a profound smile: "Of course we know."
I was horrified by his smile and quickly stepped back: "Well, that's good ... I actually think about it. Bingtis has no idea about this now, anyway, God has infinite life, you don't have to give her too Is n’t it a big stress? In fact, she usually has a headache, and complains to me not once or twice. I am an outsider who shouldn't reason ... Why are your eyes so strange? "
Kuvain and Aishley stared at each other in an ambiguous manner, and they seemed to have reached a tacit understanding. Then the former came over with that kind of deep smile: "Well then. Take a break first, and you will have trouble tonight. Enough. "
Then the couple turned around in mysterious and mysterious ways. I did n’t solve the problem with my head full of mist. Unconsciously, Uncle Kuwain did n’t look back, but just whispered:
You are according to me The only person I know is special to Bingtis-that girl never took the initiative to complain to others about her personal affairs, including me and her mother. "
The room finally quieted down, and the unstoppable Oolong finally came to an end. The scene left me and Bingtis's desolate soul face to face, eh. By the way, I also faced the soul of Bingtis mentally.
"What does your dad mean in the end?" I pondered for a moment. "Now, Bettis, what he said is true? You never ..."
"Don't ask, you're annoyed," Bingtis replied angrily. "I can't sleep well--you put your body on the bed."
Me: "... Ha?"
"What are you still doing, she will run over!" Bettis whispered in my mind, "She must only remember one thing now. That is to follow you at any time. The longer the soul is away from the body. The body The weaker the ability to think, children should know this. You promised my dad. Take care of your body, then let's start now: hold your body and go to bed, unless you are embarrassed to see a girl dressed Stand halfway in front of your bed like this. "
"Yes, my goddess," I sighed, knowing that Bingtis will have the same outrageousness as ordinary girls, and she is more outrageous. It is best not to expect to be able to reason with her. "Then you're in bed, I'll go to the floor."
Bettis was silent for a while, and his voice was very low: "No, I'm stuck with you, do you think your floor is still alone?"
You say how complicated this is!
I instantly turned into tons of thoughts, and my thoughts were so confused that I didn't know what I was thinking, but in the end, those confused thoughts slowly receded, and I suddenly felt that I might have figured out something and suddenly relaxed.
"Huh? Chen, what did you just think?" Bingtis should be able to feel the movement of the other half of the soul, and asked curiously immediately, "How does the body feel ... for a while?"
"Nothing, your illusion." I grinned, and then hugged Icetis's body horizontally. It was strange. Now I realized that I wouldn't feel awkward even holding her, you said When did this become like this?
I carefully placed her on the bed, helped her to organize her hair, and for a long time, OCD was forced out: "Why is your hair so difficult to take care of!"
"What do you do with this? The cramped hair doesn't mess up."
"... I have committed obsessive-compulsive disorder. What do you do with your hair when you usually sleep? Are they pressed under the body or put out of the bed? Or get a hairstyle for sleeping in advance?"
Hearing my question, Bingtiston was silent for a full half minute, and finally she yelled angrily: "Look at this unlucky problem! The body is also tm tangled! How does the body usually sleep? Coming— "
I was stunned: "... I think of a joke ..."
"To shut up."
"Okay, I won't say anymore." I shrugged, carefully trimmed the hair of Icetis's body almost out of the bed, and made a silver waterfall. Then she saw her eyes still open, then Reached out to help her close her eyelids: "Sleep well. Don't run away this time."
It was only a second before I got creepy: How could this bridge look like Bingtis die?
I took this "dead look" idea and lay down carefully on the other side of the bed-after all, it was still quite awkward. Fortunately, the Bingtis family is a local tyrant, or every protoss is a local tyrant. This bed has to be It's almost a little longer and I can stop to a tank. I carefully lay down on this large bed that can be described as broad, keeping a sufficient distance from the nice body beside me. Bingtis, a sturdy female hooligan, really shrank when she met Zhenge. After a long silence, she trembled out a sentence: "You a beast, you are definitely not allowed to do it. You have no resistance ability now. You have to try while you sleep ... "
I: "Aren't you afraid of the heavens and the earth? I said just now that you don't want to fight the floor."
"Less nonsense. It ’s a girl who is more or less embarrassed. At this time, there is no sense of crisis. It is much more indifferent. Damn, I do n’t want to sleep on the floor. I have to worry about waking up and discovering that I am pushing myself from the first perspective, you know What is this goddess tangled about now! "
A woman's heart is a submarine needle, and Bing's heart is probably equivalent to a needle melted in a titanium alloy dumpling, which is unpredictable anyway. The corners of my mouth turned up, with a smile: Of course, Bingtis couldn't see it. Then I turned my back to her body: This is a must. In any case, the figure of the goddess is a little bit better, and even perfect is not enough to describe, even if there is a thin quilt, it is difficult to hide the amazingness of Bingjie. Posture. Coupled with the beautiful profile that adds a sense of holiness and tranquility under the night, even if I am determined to have no problem, it is possible to open my eyes to daybreak. Is this not a problem for myself?
But I do n’t know if I was too concerned about it, but I had an illusion. It was so far away. I still felt the warmth of body temperature and the kind of fragrance unique to Bingtis. Feeling that there was another source of restlessness in my soul, I couldn't help saying: "Don't sleep yet?"
"... don't mention it, and wondering how to put your hair on while you sleep ..."
Immediately, my heart was no longer entangled, and Sandola's voice and smile were scrolled through my mind for dozens of times, and I suddenly fell into a dream.
The short last night was finally passed safely.
I just slept for a little while. The sky was bright outside the window. I opened my eyes. Seeing a strange ceiling, it took a moment for me to think that I was in the Fentiz's house. Then I remembered everything from last night and quickly looked to my side: Fortunately, in the middle of the night, Sister Bing's body didn't run around, but she lay honestly in the original position, neither lingering around in ambiguous manner nor sleeping The poor and beautiful Chunguang leaked out there as a welfare dispenser: I was worried that if this happened, Bingdaddy Bingma would immediately dare to carry a baby carriage and by the way kidnap me to the Father ’s Temple to let the Father and God marry him ...
However, she caused such a big mess yesterday, but now she sleeps deadly: It's a happy thing to have no brain.
I got up, got off the ground, and changed my clothes—Sandora was kind of tangled in the beginning. What should I do when I change clothes, and I did n’t care about the tangles in two days. It turns out that people's habit is caused by not being forced to that share. Bettis' lazy voice also sounded in his mind in a timely manner: "Oh, early."
"You woke up, don't sleep more?" I naturally greeted her, stuck together for so many days, and now I'm almost getting into the habit of getting up early and interacting with Bingtis. Like in the first two or three days, she would be shocked to hear her say hello to herself in the morning.
"Ah, I haven't slept at all," Bingtis's voice sounded extremely weak. "I'm so tired."
"You didn't sleep in the middle of the night?" I was shocked. "When you are so heartless, heartless, and sleepless?"
"... Get off, now tm, where do you put your hair when you want to sleep? Don't talk to your body, your body will sing and irritate you."
I:"……"
My dabing sister also has such a cute time-her obsessive-compulsive disorder should have reached incurable disease, right?
"Wait, I suddenly thought of something," I still couldn't help talking to Bingtis, because her body had already awakened, and in accordance with the "highest order", she stood behind me with a look of nourishment, wearing a light body Pajamas, "How do I dress her?"
"... Don't think about taking advantage of it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Close your eyes, turn around, shield your perception, and wear it yourself."
I obeyed obediently, but only after turning around did I respond: "What's the point!"
"Oh rub it, forget that your body is stuck with you, you can't see your body and you can't see it."
So we were tangled because of this simple question, and we were tangled until Mo's voice sounded outside the door: The housekeeper looked at whether the guests had got up and informed us that breakfast was ready.
Immediately I felt that my mind was ruined by the hole: how many maids in the temple! There is no other housekeeper! Who changed Bingtis' pajamas last night! Why do you say that our intelligence is suddenly not enough?
I discussed with Bingtis. In the end, Bingjie thought that it was too long for the two of them to stay together. One of them lowered the average IQ. Then, until the dining room, we both desperately denied that IQ was lowered. That person is himself ... to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.
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