Chapter 1,377 A Torturous Night

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This is the first night I have spent in the God Realm this time. Maybe I am a bit too familiar with my bed. I always feel uneasy when I go to bed at night. I am always tossing between being half asleep and half awake, as if there is always something in my mind. Things are spinning, and I can't calm down at all. But I really want to dig into what I'm thinking, but I can't summarize anything. I just lay there half-drowsed and half-conscious, vaguely feeling that the night was almost over. I also vaguely felt that the door seemed to move, and I felt that someone was walking around in the room - but this was probably all an illusion. , with my current level of perception and alertness, if someone comes close to me, I will definitely wake up from my dazed state in an instant.

But soon, I really felt that someone was in the room, and that person circled half a circle around the bed and was now standing in front of me.

I opened my eyes slightly, and dimly saw a figure standing next to the bed. This figure was tall and elegant, with its back to the window. I couldn't see the figure's face clearly in the backlight. I could only see a few wisps of silvery white faintly in the night. Floating, his eyes moved upward, and a pair of blood-red eyes met his own in the darkness, lifeless, cold and lifeless.

I was completely awake this time, and I suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, I'm going!", and then subconsciously jumped up from the bed. But maybe because I was used to the layout of my room at home, I forgot that the bedroom of Bingtis’s house had a lot of messy high-end and foreign-style furnishings: I directly knocked over a tall crystal table next to the bed. , and there was a loud crash.

Bingtis's soul also woke up this time, and shouted in confusion: "What a fool! I have been insomnia for most of the night and just fell asleep. What the hell are you doing! Why are there so many things happening with you... …Oh shit, why is my body standing there! You, a beast, finally couldn’t hold back and wanted to pull my unconscious body over and destroy it?!”

"Girls, be careful what you say," I really admired myself for still having the energy to argue with Bingtis at this time, and then activated the crystal lamp in the room, and the soft light suddenly filled the room. "I don't know what happened, but as soon as I opened my eyes, she was standing there - I was shocked!"

The person standing beside the bed with her back to the window was Bingtis's soul-departed body. Thinking about it, it must be her who just opened the door and walked around the room for a long time. I was very surprised why my alertness and perception were so slow this time. After thinking about it for a while, I finally understood: Bingtis’s soul is now one with mine, so her body is not an “outsider” to me at all. "It's like you are not alert to your own hands and feet. Even if her body is trying to rush towards me and assassinate me, I may not be able to react - this is amazing.

"Is it possible that she still remembers the words I told her before setting off, 'You have to keep up'?" I calmed down and walked forward, dumbfounded. Bingtis's body just stared blankly at me as I approached, and it took him a long time to blink his eyes. She was wearing a pure white pajamas, her expression was calm and peaceful, and her silver hair fell to the ground like a waterfall. This image was completely different from her usual appearance of running around in a long black dress, but I couldn't care less about admiring it. The figure of this enchanting royal sister. I'm thinking about one thing right now: How to get this cerebral palsy version of Sister Bing out?

She has arms and legs and can move around. Even if she is sent back to the room, she will most likely run over again. Now it is certain that the phrase "follow the man in front of you" has become an indispensable rule in her mind. The death order has been changed, unless she is tied up in her own room... Even tying her up may not work, this female gangster is very powerful! She is the only freak other than the Dragon God who can beat the Flying Dragon God with her fists. I have seen with my own eyes the horrifying sight of her throwing Lin away.

When people are unlucky enough to drink water, their teeth are stuck in their teeth. As soon as I grabbed Bingtis's arm to send her back to the room, I heard the sound I least wanted to hear coming from outside the door. Before he could react, Uncle Kuvain and his wife barged in: "What's going on? What's going on? A patrol guard just reported that this..."

Daddy Bing and Mama Bing faced each other face to face, and time stopped at this moment. Then Daddy Bing saw her baby girl standing behind me in pajamas, with a face that looked like she had just woken up (actually she had dead fish eyes), and behind us , the big bed is messy (I don’t sleep well).

My precious treasure is solemn: "Actually, this is a mistake..."

Daddy Bing rushed up and interrupted me with a quick stride. I thought he was going to fight me desperately, but he grabbed my hand and looked excited like he was in the late stages of Parkinson's disease: "Have you decided what to name your child?"

I quickly asked the old man to calm down: "Actually, this is really a mistake..."

Bing's mother also came up and grabbed the a little excited Bing's father: "Look at what you look like. When you are older, you can't be steady. Is now the time to consider this matter-"

I breathed a sigh of relief, Aunt Aishali was indeed much more reliable than Bingtis's arrogant father. But before I could be moved for a moment, Mother Bing grabbed my arm and said, "Have you decided where your child will go to school?"

I almost cried. We are truly a family. Bing’s mother thinks further than Bing’s father...

"Dad! Mom! You two, please don't cause any trouble!" At this time, Bingtis couldn't help but speak, "My body just ran in inexplicably! Chen was just startled by her, How far do you want to go!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the Couvains were slightly dazed, I finally found the opportunity to interrupt and quickly explained the entire situation in one breath. This misunderstanding is not a matter of a few words. Once I can't explain it clearly, I guess I won't be able to relax for a long time, especially since Uncle Kuvain is very powerful. What if he colludes with (that's the right word) Ice Mother? What should I do if I carry three or four tons of children's clothing to Shadow City and announce that I want to help my daughter take care of the children? Let’s not talk about whether Shandora and the others will exterminate their relatives out of righteousness. As soon as this news spreads, you will not be able to find a scandal with higher ratings than this one in the entire empire for at least three years...

I don’t know how credible what I said is. Anyway, both parents looked dubious. Of course, the greater possibility is that they would rather not believe it than let me admit it. The more I think about this possibility, the more likely it is. high.

But Bingtis was still the most powerful at the critical moment. She said something faintly, and Bing's father and mother were silent: "Mom and dad, imagine having sex with yourself from a first-person perspective - do you think I can allow this? Did something happen?"

Uncle Kuvain's expression was tangled for a while, and he looked here with great regret: "Really?"

I nodded vigorously. Then he pressed the dead fish-eyed Bingtis next to him and nodded vigorously. Finally, he looked at the two parents dumbfounded: "What about that, your mentality is a bit... Bingtis is your own daughter, how can you mess around with life-long events?" Especially in today's situation, I think it is normal development for you to summon all the temple guards to hunt me down..."

Uncle Kuvain had returned to his usual calm and indifferent appearance as an old nobleman. Hearing this, he suddenly showed a meaningful smile: "Of course we know."

I was creeped out by his smile, and quickly took half a step back: "Well, that's good...actually, I think so. Bingtis doesn't have any ideas about this yet. Anyway, God has unlimited lifespan, so you don't need to give her too much." A lot of pressure, right? In fact, she usually has a headache about this, and she complains to me not once or twice. As an outsider, I shouldn’t... Why do you look so strange in your eyes? "

Kuvain and Aishali looked at each other ambiguously, as if they had reached some tacit understanding, and then the former looked over with a meaningful smile: "Okay. You guys need to rest first, there will be trouble tonight. It’s awesome enough.”

Then the couple turned around and asked mysteriously. I was still confused, so I subconsciously said hello. Uncle Kuvain didn't look back, but just said leisurely: "You are according to me." The only person I know who is special to Bingtis - that girl never takes the initiative to complain about her private affairs to other people, including me and her mother."

The room finally became quiet, and this ridiculous incident finally ended safely. The soul-departed body of Bingtis and I were left looking at each other in shock, huh. I also looked at Bingtis' soul spiritually.

"What did your dad mean in the end?" I thought for a moment, "Hey, Bingtis, is what he said true? You have never..."

"Don't ask, I'm annoyed," Bingtis replied angrily, "I can't even sleep well - just put me on the bed."

Me: "...Huh?"

"What are you still doing? She will come running over again!" Bingtis yelled loudly in my mind, "She must only remember one thing now. That is to follow you at all times. The longer the soul is out of the body. The body The weaker your thinking ability, all children should know this. You promised my dad. Take good care of my body, then start now: carry me to bed, unless you are embarrassed to see a girl dressed in I'll stand in front of your bed like this for half the night."

"Yes, my goddess," I sighed, knowing that Bingtis would be arrogant like ordinary girls, and her arrogance was even more powerful. It was best not to expect to be able to reason with her. "Then you stay on the bed and I'll make the floor."

Bingtis was silent for a while, and then spoke in a low voice: "No, I'm stuck with you. Do you think your floor still belongs to one person?"

You think this is such a complicated problem!

I went through tons of thoughts in an instant, and my thoughts were so complicated that I didn’t even know what I was thinking. But in the end, those chaotic thoughts slowly receded, and I suddenly felt that I might have figured something out, and I suddenly felt relaxed.

"Huh? Chen, what were you thinking just now?" Bingtis must have been able to feel the movement of the other half of his soul, and immediately asked curiously, "Why do I feel... a chill?"

"It's nothing, your illusion." I chuckled, and then I hugged Bingtis' body sideways with ease. It was really strange. Now I realized that I wouldn't feel any awkwardness even if I hugged her. You said When did this become like this?

I carefully put her on the bed and helped her arrange her hair. After doing it for a long time, my obsessive-compulsive disorder was forced out: "Why is your hair so difficult to take care of!"

"Why are you bothering with this? My hair won't be messy."

"...I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. What do you do with your hair when you sleep? Do you put it under your body or hang it outside the bed? Or do you get a special hairstyle for sleeping in advance?"

After hearing my question, Bingtis fell silent immediately and remained silent for half a minute. Finally, she shouted angrily: "Look at your unlucky question! I'm so confused! How do I usually sleep?" Coming-"

I was dumbfounded: "...I seem to have remembered a joke..."

"Shut up."

"Okay, I won't talk anymore." I shrugged and carefully arranged Bingtis's hair, which was almost as long as her body, out of the bed and made it into a silver waterfall. Then seeing that she still had her eyes open, I He stretched out his hand to help her close her eyelids: "Sleep well. Don't run around this time."

It took a second for my hair to stand on end: Why does this scene look so like Bingtis's death with eyes open?

Holding back the thought of "die with eyes closed", I carefully lay down on the other side of the bed - after all, it was quite embarrassing. Fortunately, the Bingtis family is rich, or in other words, every protoss is rich. This bed requires If it were stretched any longer, it would be able to park a tank. I carefully settled down on this big bed that could be described as vast, keeping enough distance from the graceful body next to me. As expected, Bingtis, a female gangster who has always been tough, shrank when she met the real one. After a long silence, she tremblingly choked out a sentence: "You beast, you are absolutely not allowed to do anything. I don't have the ability to resist now." , you have to try it while I'm sleeping..."

Me: "Aren't you afraid of the sky and the earth? Just now I said you were not willing to lay the floor."

"Stop talking nonsense, I am a girl after all. It would be so heartless to not have a sense of crisis at this time. Damn it, I don't want to sleep on the floor. I have to worry all the time when I wake up and find that I am pushing myself from the first perspective, you know How entangled is this goddess now?"

A woman's heart is like a needle melting into the sea of ​​​​the sea. Sister Bing's heart is probably equivalent to a melted needle in a titanium alloy lump. Anyway, she is unpredictable. The corners of my mouth turned up with a smile: Of course, Bingtis would not be able to see it. Then I turned my back to her body: This is a must. In any case, the goddess has a surprisingly good figure. Even perfect is not enough to describe it. Even with a thin quilt, it is difficult to conceal Sister Bing's stunning figure. posture. Coupled with the beautiful side face that adds a sense of holiness and serenity in the night, even if I have no problem with my concentration, I may still keep my eyes open until dawn. Isn't this just causing trouble for myself?

But I don’t know if I care too much and have an illusion. Although I am far away, I still feel the warm body temperature and the unique fragrance of Bingtis constantly coming from close at hand. Feeling that there was another source of restlessness in my soul, I couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

"...Forget it, I'm still thinking about how to put my hair down when sleeping..."

My heart suddenly calmed down and I no longer struggled. I played the voices and smiles of Sandora and the others dozens of times in my mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

The short second half of the night finally passed safely.

It felt like I just slept for a little while. It was bright outside the window. I opened my eyes. Seeing the somewhat unfamiliar ceiling, I took a moment to react before I remembered that I was at Bingtis's house. Then he recalled everything that happened last night and quickly looked to his side: Fortunately, Sister Bing’s body didn’t move around in the middle of the night. She was still lying in the same position without any ambiguous gestures or falling asleep. I was there to act as a welfare broadcaster for the good-looking couple: I was very worried that if this really happened, Bing Daddy and Bingma would immediately dare to kidnap me with a baby stroller and take me to the Father's Temple to have Father God witness the marriage...

Fortunately, she caused such a big trouble yesterday, but now she is sleeping soundly: being brainless is indeed a happy thing.

I got up, went to the ground, and changed clothes - at the beginning, Shandora was quite entangled with me and Bingtis, what should I do when changing clothes, but within two days, she no longer bothered with such minutiae. , Facts have proved that people’s unaccustomedness comes from not being forced to do that. Bingtis's lazy voice also sounded in his mind at the right time: "Oh, morning."

"You're awake, why don't you sleep a little longer?" I greeted her naturally. After being stuck together for so many days, I have almost developed the habit of getting up early and saying good morning to Bingtis. It won't be the same as before. For the first two or three days, he would be startled when he suddenly heard her greeting him in the morning.

"Ah, I didn't sleep at all," Bingtis's voice sounded particularly weak, "I'm so tired."

"You didn't sleep for the rest of the night?!" I was shocked. "How could you be so heartless and still have insomnia?"

"...Go away, where do you put your hair when you are trying to sleep? Don't talk to me. If you get angry, I will annoy you to death by singing."

I:"……"

My sister Da Bing is actually so cute sometimes - her obsessive-compulsive disorder must have reached the point of being incurable, right?

"Wait, something suddenly occurred to me," I couldn't help but talk to Bingtis, because her body had woken up, and in accordance with the "highest order", she stood behind me with a blank look on her face, wearing light clothes. pajamas, "How to dress her?"

"...Don't think about taking advantage. Close your eyes, turn around, block your perception, and let me wear it myself."

I obeyed obediently, but only after I turned around did I realize: "What's the point!"

"Oh, I forgot that I am stuck with you. You can't see me and I can't see you anymore."

So the two of us struggled over this simple question until Mo's voice sounded outside the door: The housekeeper came to see if the guests had gotten up and informed us that breakfast was ready.

I immediately felt that my brain was ruined by a hole: How many maids are there in the temple! Even worse, there is a housekeeper! Who changed Bingtis’s pajamas last night? Why do you think our intelligence is suddenly not enough?

Bingtis and I had a discussion. In the end, Sister Bing felt that the two of them had been stuck together for too long, and one of them had lowered the average IQ. Next, until we got to the dining room, we both tried our best to deny that it had lowered the IQ. That person is myself... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)