The end game [Zhongyingmei]

The pocket clown sat blankly in Sisley's hand, his head slipped off bit by bit, and he seemed to be falling asleep soon.

The crystal clear water shone from the cut on his head, and the reason why Sisley noticed it was because Mephisto actually pulled a piece of scotch tape and stuck the wound firmly.

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Abaddon and Lord Gray were at the other end of the room, studying the combat limits of the dead. Ken was still lying in the corner of the bookshelf, his body was covered by the shadow of the back of the sofa, looking exhausted.

"What are you thinking?"

Gabriel, who was sitting next to Sisley, suddenly stopped stuffing waffles and asked her softly.

Sisley simply leaned in his direction, and the archangel spread out its huge wings, gently catching the girl and wrapping her tightly in it.

The sweetness and softness of the waffle are synchronized at this moment, the slight warmth and the coldness of the chocolate dipping sauce appear on the tip of the tongue, and then slide into the throat, filling the mouth with the sweetness of the waffle.

Sisley: *Void chews*

"Abadon's workmanship is so good," she couldn't help saying.

Gabriel didn't make a sound, just nodded in a super high frequency.

"Put scotch tape on and you'll be fine."

As he said, he went to get a pocket waffle, "He won't have skin allergies, because his state seems to have stopped in a certain time and space, so the tape is just to prevent the water in his head from running out— — that's a situation no one wants to face, and who knows what he'll do."

The waffle came closer to Sisley, shaking it up and down, trying to impress her with its aroma.

As long as Sisley turns her face, she can face her other divine and flawless face. She can even see the reflection in those blue-purple eyes clearly, and count the number of those long snow-colored eyelashes .

Looking at it from such a close distance, Sisley understood why after she qualified as Gabriel, people always looked obsessed, fearful and defensive—Gabriel was full of inhuman features.

But that destructive hand is now holding a waffle, and the long, beautiful knuckles are sunk in the soft waffle.

"Gabriel," Sisley couldn't help laughing when she thought of this, "I was the one who was sorry for you when I pinched my face."

Archangel: ?

Sisley in the angel skin doesn't care about this, the matter of feeding the body is more interesting than anything else.

He patiently shook the waffle again until the main body raised his head, his lips touched the edge of the waffle, and took a bite.

Small and cute tooth marks appear there, enough to see that the teeth are quite neat.

Sisley: *chews*

Gabriel: *quietly blows flowers from the top of your head*

He fed the second mouthful and watched the tiny teeth marks appear on the upper left of the first mouthful, and Sisley refused to eat it again.

"The smell in the venue is really disgusting."

When she said this, Sisley deliberately let go of Gabriel's close hand, so as to prevent the other party from being caught off guard during the meal and recalling the memories of not eating.

Gabriel understood, took the waffle away from Sisley, and swallowed it gracefully but quickly.

After eating the last waffle on the plate, he stood up and went to the kitchen to wash his hands, then walked back to Sisley.

"what happened?"

The archangel picked up the main body again, placed it on her lap, hugged her slender body like a doll, and the angel's wings closed automatically, covering both Gabriel and Sisley tightly.

"I'm still thinking about Mephisto."

Sisley leaned on her other chest, looking at the closed door of the bedroom, "Why does she look so tired?"

"Because her schedule has been upside down lately," Gabriel replied.

After a while, he suddenly asked.

"Do you want to go in?"

"I think." Sisley put her head under his chin, and nodded upon hearing this.

Gabriel didn't speak, and for a second the air was quiet.

"Slap"!

Sisley: Huh————

Gabriel: *proudly flicks tail*

Just now, the door that Mephisto had locked was opened silently inward, revealing a bedroom with only a dim night light inside.

"Go."

Gabriel showed a calm smile, and at the same time applied a layer of light magic to the main body, "I can also give your clown to me."

Sisley obeyed and entrusted the sleeping clown to Gabriel's hand. The latter skillfully pinched the clown, and stuffed it into his palm before the clown could react.

After the handover ceremony, she tiptoed into the dimly lit bedroom and closed the bedroom door.

Compared to the rest of the apartment, the bedroom is impossibly simple: Aside from a wardrobe and a desk and chair set, all that's left is a projection TV and a bedside table, and a gigantic custom-made bed fills the rest of the room.

The snow-white fluffy sheets quietly hung down from the corner of this bed, Sisley touched it when she walked over, and the touch was as smooth as running water.

And in the center of the bed, lies the big beauty Rose who is sleeping soundly.

In the dim light, her purple hair was scattered on the white pillow, like a satin woven by the night, and also like a beautiful flower that only blooms at midnight.

While Sisley stared at the other beautiful and moving face of her own in a daze, she didn't forget to take off her slippers and skirt, and trudged towards Mephisto.

With Gabriel's light magic, she moved to Mephisto's side quite quickly without making a sound, and lay down with peace of mind.

In order not to disturb the sleep of her other self, Sisley didn't cling to the big beauty Rose, but lay down on the other pillow in an orderly manner.

Smelling the familiar aroma of roses at the end of her nose, Sisley also quickly relaxed, closed her eyes, and breathed evenly and long.

She didn't know that after she fell asleep, someone snorted, and a pair of beautiful snowy arms stretched out from the warm blanket, pulling her into his arms from a place.

The older Sisley hugged the smaller Sisley tightly, as if hugging a sleep aid pillow, and fell asleep like this.

...

"Wake up, we're going to have dinner in 15 minutes."

A pleasant and hoarse voice urged Sisley to get up.

She obediently opened her eyes, and met Mephisto's gorgeous face.

Sisley:!

"How did you come to me? Where's the clown I gave you?"

The beauty Rose supported her head with one hand, her nightgown was loose, and she had a half-smile on her face, full of aggression, like a leopard aiming at its prey.

But Sisley had already been severely attacked by the beauty for a round, she lost her fear of this face, jumped up on the spot, and threw herself happily into the arms of her other self.

Instinct often came faster than consciousness, Mephisto firmly caught the slender body that was thrown by the main body, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Oh I miss you so much!"

While burying her face in the neck of the big beauty Rose, Sisley pretended to cry sincerely, "Where did you go? Why didn't you come back and play with me?"

Mephisto did not speak.

She fell silent, the sharp spikes suddenly subsided, and after a few seconds, Sisley felt a hand rubbing her head, and gently combed her long hair from head to tail.

"You want to know?"

Mephisto asked hoarsely.

"think."

Sisley replied without thinking.

Skin to skin, shared memories, the two Sisleys in the bedroom froze at this moment, looking at the events that happened from each other's perspective.

Following Mephisto, Sisley felt the whistling wind when falling in the black city, the dark and fishy water surface, and the terrible game of roulette darts. She tried her best not to recall it, but the tide of memory was surging And finally, it drenched her heart that wanted to deny it.

And Mephisto saw everything, the bumper car stadium, the twisted ghost, the blood on the palm, everything on the train, and the dead man with long silver-gray hair and tender green eyes who was lost and found again.

The big beauty Rose blushed, gritted her teeth, and patted the body in her arms, forehead to forehead, nose to nose.

"Why did the other world want to find you?"

Sisley heard herself whispering, and the voice echoed against the empty bedroom wall, shattering into thousands of shivering spikes.

Mephisto sat cross-legged on the bed, and Sisley was placed in front of her. At this moment, the two snowy arms of the big beauty Rose wrapped around her shoulders like snakes, and her body was completely pressed against Xisili. Sally back.

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With a shared consciousness, pink and purple lightning flashed, and Mephisto shocked her unhappily.

"They want to take me from you."

Mephisto replied sullenly, "They just didn't expect that we have so many."

"so you---"

So my sunset will be teleported back, and the sunrise will appear in a random place, and my schedule will be reversed. "

Mephisto admits, "Everyone in the Avengers now has dark circles like mine."

Through Mephisto's memory, Sisley had to admit that what the beauty Rose said was true.

While she was still contemplating, Mephisto had already got out of bed, and began to find Sisley’s skirts that she had thrown away somewhere, helped her dress them up bit by bit, combed her hair again, and then pulled out an evening dress from the system , The changeover is completed in an instant.

After the two Sisleys had changed their clothes, Mephisto walked to the bed, opened the curtain, and glanced at the time outside.

In an instant, the golden light fell into her eyes unreservedly.

The setting sun is burning on the sky, and the passionate and desperate red is like blood smeared at random, dripping on the passing clouds from time to time, dyeing the light whiteness into a heavy brilliant red.

"I might be leaving in half an hour."

After observing the situation outside, Mephisto put down the curtain and said calmly, and when he turned his head, he met the dazed little face of the main body.

"what happened?"

She couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"Mephisto is beautiful."

The main body immediately blew the rainbow butt passionately.

The beauty Rose couldn't help laughing, walked over, and rubbed the face of the main body mercilessly, until a blush that parents would think was quite "healthy" appeared on that small face.

Sisley was rubbed and squeaky under her palm, like a kitten unable to escape the clutches of passion.

At this moment, there was a light knock on the bedroom door, interrupting Mephisto and Sisley's playfulness.

knock.

knock knock.

"Dinner is ready," came Abaddon's elegant and gentle voice, "come out to eat, you two."