The end game [Zhongyingmei]

In the bedroom, the curtains were closed and the lights were dim.

Abaddon knelt down on one knee, picked up the diamond bracelet from the void, and motioned Sisley to close her eyes.

The Lord of Hell has a pair of hands with slender knuckles. With a little movement, the tendons float like waves. They are hooked with dazzling diamonds at this time, and it is hard to tell which one is more like a work of art.

Sisley: ...?

Sisley closed her eyes obediently, and in the next second, she immediately felt a chill on her wrist.

The cold diamond pressed against her skin, and Abaddon's hand moved away from the back of her hand.

The bracelet returned to her hand.

Sisley looked down and suddenly laughed.

The girl smiled brightly, as if the sun had broken through the clouds, her ice blue eyes shone brightly, and deep love flowed down her eyes.

No one in the world can escape her coquettish skills, even Abaddon is no exception.

The black-haired young man was silent, but following her wish, he picked up Sisley and stuffed her into the quilt.

The aroma of cedar poured into Sisley's nostrils, and she sank into the pillow, watching the black-haired young man laying down slowly.

One arm gently wrapped around her shoulder, and the free hand interlocked her fingers. Abaddon closed his eyes. His face was pale and handsome, and his long eyelashes cast a tired blue shadow under his eyes.

Sisley looked at him for a while, then closed her eyes.

.........

Mephisto pushed open the door, and saw that under the dim light, the young man's black hair made up a bed like a stream of water, and Sisley was wrapped in it, like an innocent human girl being taken captive into a demon's lair.

The two Sisleys lay head to head, face to face, both sleeping unconscious.

Watching, Mephisto yawned silently.

She walked to the bed and slowly cut out the nightgown suit.

The mirror reflected her glamorous figure, and the blue eyes that were used to camouflage during the day slowly disappeared, revealing the scarlet pupils without whites again.

Half an hour later, there was another Sisley sleeping unconscious on the big bed.

Abaddon's eyelids trembled slightly, but he did not open them.

.........

The door opened silently, and a distorted shadow fell on the bedroom floor.

A tall man wearing a mask stood at the door, his gaze fell on the three tangled bodies on the big bed in the bedroom.

Mephisto was full of possessiveness even in her sleeping position. She hugged Sisley like a small pillow. Sisley was completely confined in her arms, her lips were slightly parted, obviously she was having a good dream.

Ken: *silence*

He walked to the side of the bed, pulled up the quilt that had been kicked off the bed, covered himself who was sleeping sprawled on the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt in an instant, and then retreated out in silence this time.

In the living room, the old-fashioned love movie has come to an end. The hero leaned over and kissed the heroine on the corner of her mouth. The night wind in Beverly Hills brushed their hair, romantic and warm .

Gabriel was sitting upright, with his wings retracted, like a thin phantom under the dim light of the big screen.

His white and greasy face made of snow and ivory, from the lines to the light and shade, is beautiful like a statue of God's love.

"Crack, click", under Ken's gaze, the archangel's thin lips parted slightly, he picked up a popcorn, and bit it down with his canine teeth.

Gabriel: A relentless feeding machine.

Even so, Yogel on the opposite side is even worse.

Empty plates and empty boxes are stacked high, like some kind of miniature food city, and the exotic little prince is lying on the sofa, lazily puffing.

He holds a slender hookah between his fingers. The topaz-inlaid gold binding outlines the pattern on the hookah, and huge turquoise and aquamarine are dotted on the stem.

"Ah, figs?"

Ken heard Yogel ask in a friendly manner.

The little prince stretched out his palm to him, and his gaze... unexpectedly had the kindness of a grandpa.

Sisley in a mask:?

Ken took it hesitantly, took off the hood mask, and took a bite.

The sweet taste like honey exploded between his lips and teeth, and there was an indescribably strong aroma of mulberry orange.

The little prince watched him eat with more kind eyes.

"We had figs in our garden before everyone started growing roses."

Ugel said.

"Every year when it's time to harvest, I will spend half a day with my father and king to pick and dry these figs in the imperial garden, keep some fresh ones to eat, and make the rest dried."

Ken: …………

The little prince looked nostalgic, "Those were really happy times."

Just as Sisley can identify Yogel's origin and friendliness at a glance through the system, Yogel can also see through the virtual human body and come to the conclusion that "these are all his friends".

Therefore, the little prince did not mind Ken being silent for a long time after telling the story.

"Is it delicious?" Ugel asked with a smile.

Ken nodded silently.

"Let's eat some more." The little prince said while grabbing a handful of figs and handing them to Ken, indicating that he would also share some with Gabriel on the other end. "This fruit also has some effect on relieving fatigue."

He put down the hookah by the way, sat up straight himself, and cut a fig to eat.

For a while, in the living room, three people sat in a row, eating fruit.

Gabriel was the first to eat. He stood up and motioned for Yogel to follow him to the kitchen.

Under the curious eyes of the little prince, Gabriel waved his hand at the faucet, and the faucet automatically sensed the water immediately.

The little prince: the subway, the old man, looking at the phone.jpg

"You can wash your hands here."

Gabriel said, taking a step back, motioning for Yogel to operate by himself.

"It's really a magical world."

After listening to his words, the little prince also learned how to use hand sanitizer without a teacher. At this time, he was standing in front of the sink and sighing.

"This is the same as the world I live in but it's not the same. Like the TV just now, we only have theater performances and hand shadow movies, and the plot will not be so open."

"is it?"

Gabriel also washed his hands, took a towel to dry them, and went to drink the remaining champagne in the refrigerator.

"Yes." Ugel said, "Our theater performances there are at most the son murdering his father, occupying property and mother, causing his girlfriend to commit suicide by taking poison, and being killed by his best friend and turning into a ghost."

Gabriel: ………

Gabriel: Is it because I suddenly don't understand the word "open"?

He snapped the neck of the champagne bottle stiffly, leaving a smooth section.

Yogel: "?"

When he heard the movement, he looked at his friend who was full of broken glass in bewilderment.

"No, it's fine."

Gabriel said reluctantly. He wiped his hands, wiped off the fine debris, wrapped the broken glass in a tissue, applied an "unopenable" blessing, and threw it into the trash can.

"Is that wine?" Ugel asked.

"You want to drink?"

Gabriel had already pulled out his wine glass, ready to drink this bottle of champagne that was completely out of the air and could not be stored for a day.

The virtual human body is no better than Sisley's body, and it is hardly troubled by any buffs. What's more, Gabriel has his own cleaning ability. He drinks champagne like drinking sweet water.

"My father and king never let me touch alcohol."

The little prince smiled melancholy, and a sweet dimple appeared on his cheek.

"He said that a successful king is not like a brave warrior. A king must not drink alcohol, have no addictions, and remain sober forever."

As if seeing through what Gabriel was thinking, Ugel added another sentence.

"There is no addictive substance in that hookah, it is all aromatic plant ingredients. It is also requested by my father."

"In that case," Gabriel heard his refusal, took out the glass and poured two glasses for Ken and himself, "do you want to go to the reception with us?"

"Drinking party?"

Ugel asked.

"Sisley will wake up in a few hours, and it's just getting dark."

With a wave of Gabriel's hand, the letter with a bunch of takeaway calls on the table flew to Ugel.

"She wanted to go a long time ago, just after the last event, they held another one."

"Sounds very interesting." Yogel said with a smile, "Can I open the envelope?"

Gabriel gestured to him to let him go.

A letter opener appeared between Ugel's fingers in an instant, and the garnet brilliance flashed along with the silver light.

He opened the envelope, looked at the words on it, smiled suddenly, and handed the letter back to Gabriel.

"Maybe I need to trouble you to translate."

"It's a cocktail party."

Gabriel drank the champagne in the glass in one gulp, felt the tiny beating of the bubbles, and read down, "Formal attire is required, the event will last from 06:30 p.m. to 12:30 p.m., and it will be held on the first floor of the hotel lobby. Same time."

Ken walked into the kitchen, also washed his hands, and took the wine glass Gabriel handed him.

When the two Sisley's fingers touched, the consciousness was transmitted instantly, and the thoughts were shared.

"We can't all attend." Gabriel said, "Some must be invisible, and some must be mixed in through illusions, because Sisley can only bring one companion."

"It still sounds interesting, and you don't have to worry about my identity being exposed."

Ugel's tone is gentle.

"Since I woke up, the entire space-time crack has been inherited by me, not only the resources on the land, but also the dead souls on this land, because I have been recognized as their king."

"you mean………?"

Gabriel asked.

Yogel glanced at him.

The soft and melancholy eyebrows of the beautiful boy disappeared into the air, and changed into a beautiful and lively face. Her skin was also like delicate and soft brown clay, and there was a ruby ​​hanging from a golden thread dotted between her eyebrows.

With just a slight movement, the girl's jet-black braids jingled together with the golden bells on her gauze skirt, like a cool breeze in a tropical area in the hot summer.

Her eyes stared straight at Gabriel, like the clear stars in the sky.

Gabriel: ...

Ken: ………………

The archangel took a step back calmly, and the tall blond man poured champagne down his throat in one gulp, suppressing his shock.

The girl gently opened her red lips, and Ugel's voice slowly flowed out.

"This is Sally." He whispered, "As I said, the maid I grew up with."