The end game [Zhongyingmei]

Skin-to-skin contact, shared memories, Mephisto hugged Sisley in place, like a silent stone statue.

After a while, she ignored Sisley's weak resistance, forcefully tore open the neckline of her skirt, reached out and touched Sisley's collarbone that was broken during the truck mission.

Sisley froze for a moment.

Sisley: *guilt*

"Forget it if it hurts to death." Mephisto said bitterly.

"Where's the bullet in your body?"

Sisley decided to change the subject. The girl with black hair and blue eyes was lying in the arms of the big beauty Rose, coquettishly.

Mephisto instantly read Sisley's thoughts from her mind, and she let out a rather speechless breath.

"You still want to make that bullet into a necklace?"

Sisley nodded sharply.

Although Mephisto could "hear" Sisley's thoughts, she didn't quite understand her strange brain circuits, but she would always choose to compromise on such trivial matters.

"In Ken's hands."

After changing the subject, Sisley visibly became bolder, hopping to see Mephisto's wound.

Mephisto came back to his senses in an instant, and pressed her back to her chest completely with one hand, and pressed her two paws by the way.

Sisley:?

The girl's slender wrist was grasped by Mephisto, her pulse was trembling weakly, like a fresh and tender flower.

Mephisto's red lips moved close to Sisley's collarbone, she lowered her head, and blew lightly on that fair skin.

The woman with long light purple hair had an amazing aura. Sisley was embraced by her in a very possessive posture, her snowy neck and red lips were brought together, as if she was going to be bitten by the rose of desire and devoured.

Sisley in rose skin: *blowing*

"Blow, blow, blow, the pain will fly away."

Her tone was quite jerky, obviously not very proficient, but Sisley immediately became happy after being coaxed by her other self.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She reassured Mephisto.

Suddenly there was a throat clearing sound from the direction of the hall.

Abaddon came out from the electric fireplace, dusting off the nonexistent dust.

Within a quarter of an hour, the melancholy and harmless face of the black-haired young man was peeled off like overheated wax, revealing the facial features of the ruler of hell himself.

Huge goat horns slowly rose from his ankle-length black hair, and evil, dark sparks burst from his forest green eyes, as if there was a hell inside that no one could look directly at.

"Come here," said Abaddon softly, "before I count to three."

Mephisto glanced at him, and felt that he had sucked the main body for enough time, so he put Sisley down.

"If you count the time in the space-time rift, I haven't seen you for a whole month and five days."

When Sisley was about to fall into his arms, Abaddon bent down and whispered in Sisley's ear.

The black-haired young man was pale and indistinguishable.

Sisley simply put her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest.

Seeing that the Lord of Hell didn't respond, she climbed up his long windbreaker like a little koala until Abaddon finally couldn't hold back his smile.

He stretched out his hand, embraced her lightly, and lifted her up again.

"Fat."

Abaddon opened and closed his lips, uttering two words.

Sisley herself didn't feel anything about it.

She obediently embraced Abaddon's neck, looked down from a height of 1.9 meters, and even squeezed her waist when she heard this.

"Is there? But I haven't eaten in the past few days."

Yogel who was drinking water silently in the sofa area: ...

"The current trend is that women will not be angry if they are said to have gained weight?"

The bewildered little prince turned his head, and Gabriel, who was eating instant swiss rolls, bit his ear in a low voice.

"It's ok."

The Archangel, who also hadn't eaten for several days, paused and looked up from the sweetness of the Swiss roll.His eyes fixed on Abaddon.

The eyes of the archangel are like the most beautiful gemstones in the world, and at this moment there is even a small spot of light inside.

——The bitter taste of the contract of lies floated around Abaddon, like a sea of ​​mist.

Gabriel swallowed the last two mouthfuls of sweet cakes wrapped in strawberry cream. While telling Ugel the location of the refrigerator in a low voice, he got up from the sofa area and walked across to Abaddon.

Next to the archangel stood the monarch of hell, one pure white and one pitch black, like a pair of twins.

"Let me do some research."

Gabriel fumbled out a tuning fork out of nowhere and tapped it lightly.

Mephistopheles was lazily leaning on the dining table, and Ken walked up to Sisley with a glass of warm sweet milk, stuffed the mug into her hand, and watched.

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"Abadon's current state is that he can't tell the truth."

Bathed in the eyes of many cats and cats, Gabriel said bluntly, "For example, if I ask him—"

The archangel stretched out a hand and laid it on Abaddon's.

"Is the sun hot or cold?"

"Cold." Abaddon blurted out with a look of helplessness.

"You think Sisley is getting fat?" Mephisto joined the discussion group with great interest.

"Yes." Abaddon also answered immediately.

"He's saying you've lost weight."

Hearing the answer, Mephisto turned back to Sisley who was still in a state of curious observation, and explained her doubts.

"No."

Abaddon replied, his hand, which Gabriel had held, convulsed slightly, as if trying to lift it.

"Look."

Mephisto felt bored after watching.

The beauty Rose pushed aside the Sisley cats who were watching the strange cat, went straight to the refrigerator in the kitchen, and took out a plate of rose mousse for herself to enjoy.

"Will he be like this for long?"

Mephistopheles gave way, and Sisley stepped forward and shook hands with Abaddon.

After changing from a normal demon to a furious and unrestrained demon, Abaddon's thinking space was still a silence with his senses blocked.

But compared to Sisley's previous attempt, Abaddon's aggressiveness seemed stronger.

In less than 5 minutes, the anesthetic gas had gradually climbed into Sisley's soul following Sisley's touch, bringing a sense of dizziness on the physical level.

Sisley:!

Before Sisley could say anything, Abaddon stopped moving back to sleep in her mind space.

"Yes." Gabriel replied, "If you want the Lie Contract to end smoothly, unless he can fully accumulate the required energy."

After the science popularization, the archangel returned to the former taciturn state and retracted his wings.

He walked to the bar area, picked up the takeaway flyer on it, and left Sisley and Abaddon alone in the living room.

Abaddon seemed much more silent than usual, as long as he didn't speak, he still had some autonomy over his body.

Sisley took his hand and walked forward, and he followed obediently.

"Okay, it's okay."

She keenly sensed Abaddon's displeasure, so she coaxed him, and looked up by the way,

On the other side of the sofa area, Yogel quickly established a certain degree of friendly relationship with Sisleys.

The beautiful boy sat cross-legged on the sofa with gentle eyebrows, which strangely matched the surrounding atmosphere; a certain romantic comedy movie was playing on the big screen, and the food was casually placed on the coffee table.

"Open your mouth." Sisley heard Mephisto's voice behind her.

She opened her mouth obediently, and the fragrance of rose mousse instantly filled her lips and teeth.

Abaddon on the other side was also stuffed, and the two Sisleys shared their skin, double the sweetness and double the happiness.

Sisley: *melts*

Abaddon narrowed his eyes like a big cat relaxing.

"Come and eat."

Mephisto dragged the two clustered Sisleys to the sofa area and sat down, and the red ribbon used to suck blood firmly held the ramen tray in front of the two.

The Archangel was still making an order call in the bar area, and Yogel was sitting on a separate sofa, and the years were quiet; the remaining four Sisleys had already rolled into a ball on the sofa, squeezing each other and sticking to each other.

In the chaos, it is unknown who ate the kiwi fruit cake and Xinla noodles, and whose chocolate and Margarita biscuit blended together.

The taste, while not too bad, was also rather odd.

Abaddon suffered the loss of not being able to speak, and now he has become a silent meat pad, together with Ken, being ruthlessly pillowed by Sisley and Mephisto.

"Are you full?" Mephisto wiped the corners of Sisley's mouth and asked her with his head down.

"almost."

Inhaled by the aroma of the food, Sisley's tense nerves in the space-time rift also relaxed, and it took her a long time to blink her eyes.

Under the light, the girl's face showed a sleepy look, pitiful and cute, like a little porcelain doll with insufficient dexterity.

"go to sleep."

Mephisto patted her and Abaddon's backs sympathetically.

"When you wake up, we'll go out and play together."

Sisley was pulled up unsteadily by Abaddon, and the two walked through the corridor of the suite together.

It was still a bright sunny day outside the glass window, and the warm light fell on Sisley's instep, making that piece of skin shine like snow.

"It's finally over." Sisley said suddenly, her voice was as soft as talking to herself.

Abaddon didn't respond, but held her hand tightly.

At this moment, Sisley suddenly liked his contract of lies, there was no gray area between truth and lies, and there was no selective telling.

The Lord of Hell speaks nonsense, but at the same time he speaks the truth.

"One last question, Abaddon."

Sisley yawned, and instead chose to hold Abaddon's sleeve, making him stand still in front of the bedroom.

Abaddon: ?

Even though he was suddenly pulled back, the black-haired young man still showed a patient and gentle expression on his face.

"Do you love me?" Sisley smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"do not love."

For this question, Abaddon answered quickly.

The smiling expression almost condensed into a mask on his face. With his different pupils and weird horns, it showed a kind of inhuman beauty.

Facing this cruel and straightforward answer from the bystander, Sisley motioned him to bend down, but Abaddon stopped where he was, unable to move.

So she took the initiative to tiptoe and leaned close to his ear.

"Hey, I love you too."

Sisley whispered contentedly.