As the words fell, I found that Twilight's eyes had darkened.

With this look in his eyes, Bai Ling immediately realized that something was wrong. However, before he could react, he hugged his waist from behind.

Twilight buried her head in her neck socket and said sullenly, "You drive me away." ”

The breath of spray, the friction of hair.

Bai Ling's body tensed all of a sudden.

At this time, she realized how inappropriate her changing sitting position was, as if leaning into his arms, let him hook his hands, and easily hugged him.

Bai Ling struggled to get up and warned him, "Don't be coquettish at every turn!" ”

However, Twilight's rebellious mentality seemed to be heavy, but it hugged her waist tighter. The bodies of the two were closer, Bai Ling couldn't break free, she was anxious and annoyed, she turned her head and wanted to scold him, but suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance.

It came from the body of Twilight.

Almost subconsciously, Bailing stopped struggling.

This is the fifth time in nearly a hundred years that she has smelled the fragrance of the Utamhara flower, and these five times have happened in the recent period.

If the previous times there were coincidences and delusions, and it was impossible to make a judgment, then this time, when there was only twilight in the room, the answer was obvious.

Why can they even breathe the same?

It may be that the hall is too quiet, Bai Ling's heart is a little flustered for no reason, this posture makes her even more uneasy, she pretends to be calm and says, "I'm not driving you away, I'm asking you to pretend to leave for a few days." ”

Twilight said unquestioningly, "He has a means of insulating psychic sense, and I can't take any chances." ”

"But, but I think there will be a follow-up to these fragments of the hexagonal soul locking chessboard."

After discovering the fragrance on his body, Bailing involuntarily weakened.

As if sensing her changes, Twilight raised her head slightly, and a pair of shallow glass-like eyes stared at her closely, with a bit of inquiry.

Bai Ling unconsciously leaned back a little, but suddenly caught a smile flashing in his eyes, as if he had found something.

This subtle expression was not what he should be, and it was contrary to the feeling he had always given.

Frankly, she was a little scared.

So, Bai Ling hastily ended the topic, "Uh, if you don't want to, just say it." Then he emphasized, "I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

The light let out a "hmm", and there was no special reaction.

Bai Ling couldn't help but look at him.

Akazu looked at her too.

After a while, Bai Ling had no choice but to pat his hand holding him and motioned for him to let go, "I'm going back to my room to rest." ”

Twilight nodded, but with a slight force, he hugged her horizontally.

It's this pose again. This time, Bai Ling was so nervous that her tone changed, "You, what are you going to do?" ”

Twilight lowered his head and glanced at her, "Aren't you going back to the room?" ”

"Then you don't have to hug me?"

Twilight glanced at her nervous curly feet and asked, "You don't have any shoes on, and you want to walk barefoot on the ground?" Then he carried her into the bedroom.

Bai Ling's heart was in a mess because of the fragrance just now, and as soon as she got her eyes on the bed, she couldn't wait to get rid of Twilight's embrace and turned over and pounced on it.

However, in Twilight's opinion, she almost fell into bed and rolled twice. He subconsciously threw himself on the bed, stretched out a hand to stop the edge of the bed so that she would not roll off, and then straddled his long legs and pressed against her.

“……”

It was his breath all over the place, with a bit of condescending oppression, Bai Ling's mind "buzzed", and it was down.

Twilight frowned, glanced her up and down, and asked, "Did the fall hurt?" ”

“…… No, no. ”

As soon as he spoke, he realized that he couldn't even speak.

Bailing secretly spit on herself: What is this? Cultivating the mind for a hundred years, once back to the pre-liberation period? It's too unproductive. Maybe the mirror demon has such an ability?

Twilight said, "It's good if you don't have it." Then he let go of her, rolled over and jumped out of bed.

Bai Ling couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Where are you going?" ”

When these words were asked, Bai Ling, who reacted half a beat slowly, really wanted to bury herself with her bare hands, and slapped her head with a slap, but heard a smile in the twilight voice, "I'll go outside and tidy up, and I'll be back in a while." "Recommended Reading TV//

“……”

Bailing looked at the ceiling and thought, "That's not what I meant." You'd better stay out and don't come back.

In fact, if you think about it quietly, you know that Twilight can't be him. He had already gotten rid of the control of the Blood Sacrifice Technique, how could he possibly want to have anything to do with her again? However, the sword on the bridge had cut off all her thoughts.

However, her intuition told her that her body shape and appearance could be imitated, but how could the breath of two independent individuals be the same? Even if it was a disguise, Twilight had never even seen his face, so how could he imitate it seamlessly?

In the past hundred years, the number of times Bailing has released twilight is only a handful, and it is also on Mount Tai that he faintly finds his breath familiar. It's just that I always thought it was my own suggestion psychology, so I didn't care.

It wasn't until she had just smelled his scent that she suddenly realized that there were too many similarities between them, to the point that they were almost the same.

Bai Ling knew in her heart that it was not difficult to figure out the truth of this matter, and a trip to Kunlun would roughly make it clear. She had also thought about going to Kunlun to get to know Twilight well.

However, she vaguely didn't want to do it.

Bailing was lying on the bed in a daze, and suddenly her mobile phone rang. It was Qu Wei who asked her to go out tomorrow.

Hanging up the phone, Twilight just came in, and she began to feel wrong again, Silk was covered and pretended not to see him.

Twilight, as usual, closed the door, laid the floor beside her bed, then turned off the lamp and lay down.

Hearing the sound of him lying down, after waiting for a while, Bai Ling lifted the quilt again, stared at the ceiling, and said, "I'm going out tomorrow, you still stay at home like today, don't run around." ”

Twilight asked, "Where to go?" ”

"Hospital." Bai Ling said, "Jin Yin's mother is hospitalized, and we went to visit. ”

There was silence for a long time, and he said, "I'm going too." ”

"No, if I take you there, let Qu Wei and the others see that it's not good."

"I'm not going to let them find out."

"How." Bai Ling suddenly asked, "Do you think you can't get on the stage, or do you think it's a shame to walk with me?" ”

“……”

Twilight's voice seemed a little hesitant, "I'...... Listen to you, huh? I will do what you tell me to do. ”

Bai Ling sneered, "Oh, so you are so unassertive. ”

“……”

There was a movement of people standing up nearby.

Feeling the gaze cast by the twilight, it seemed that he wanted to see the reason for her sudden incomprehension from her face. Bai Ling snorted lightly, finally having a feeling that she had the initiative, and said, "In this way, you don't have to follow me tomorrow, go check those fragments, and see how they ended up in the world." ”