Three heads, six arms, feet are not bumpy, whirring, lala, wah, wow-

The 184th, ahhh

Mo Mo stood at the door, handed out the last dumpling, finished fighting alone, raised his head and looked at the wall clock, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night. Yun Zhaoying didn't know when he went back with the sleeping Ling'er, Na Ze didn't arrive at eleven o'clock and went back to his room, Mo Mo knocked on the door and asked him to come out to help, he turned pale and looked at her for a long time before he reacted, so frightened that Mo Mo hurriedly pushed him back to the room, didn't he just let him sleep during the day, really!

The kitchen was a mess and couldn't take care of it, and staggered into the bath, Momo felt that the bones of his whole body were revolting, and he didn't listen to his own call, and grabbed the bottle of shower gel three times before grabbing it, and three more times before he successfully pressed out the shower gel.

By the time she finished bathing in slow motion, it was already an hour away. Just about to climb up to chuang and enjoy the 360-degree massage of the bed quilt, she suddenly exclaimed, patted her head in annoyance, and almost forgot that she still had a gift for Na Ze!

This is what she spent a whole week weaving, Mo Mo turned out the scarf from under the pillow, spread it on the bed, and admired it complacently, purple bottom, silver edge, cold color, elegant matching, remembering Ling'er's efforts to weave twelve colors into the scarf, and the fairy clothes fluttering clouds and shadows were about to be surrounded by a colorful scarf, Mo Mo couldn't help but snicker, the conscience of heaven and earth, this is what she doesn't instigate!

Momo put away his scarf and decided to be like Santa Claus and give gifts in other people's sleep, who made Naze have a rare cooperation today and sleep at night! She dug out an unworn stocking from the closet, tucked the scarf inside, and the stockings grew longer and longer, stood up and pinched the seal, and dragged them to the floor for a long time. It doesn't matter, drag it, Mo Mo didn't mind shaking it twice, fortunately she opened the protective window of Naze during the day in order to breathe, so she only had to climb into his room through the balcony connected to the two rooms later, and tie the scarf to the end of his bed.

Clenched his fists and made a cheering gesture for himself, Mo Mo took a deep breath, picked up his scarf, and carefully jumped out of the window on his side, the moonlight outside lined the snow everywhere, it felt very bright, and her shadow was clearly reflected. Mo Mo stared at the shadow that he shot obliquely on the wall for a long time, and nodded violently, those who do great things should be informal, so he knelt down with his neat legs, lay on the snow, and crawled under the window of Naze along the floor-to-ceiling window.

Climbing the carved fence and slowly straightening up, Mo Mo half knelt on the ground, gently opened the protective window, stretched out his hand to pick up the thin silk curtains, and there was still a layer of velvet curtains on the floor, haha, victory was in sight, Mo Mo pulled out a naughty smile, if it wasn't for the socks stuffed in her mouth, maybe she would now stick out her tongue and make a grimace to celebrate her first victory in the heroine's action.

Holding her breath, Mo Mo used her other hand to hook the sliding velvet curtain, the velvet was no better than silk, sliding and heavy, she finally used two fingers to hold a fold, slowly opened, and the room was gradually illuminated by the moonlight. Mo Mo squirmed on his knees and moved up two steps, his legs staggering to his knees on the carpet in the room, poking his head out of the gap between the curtains, and the smile on his face before the excitement of the tour began.

In the dark room, the bed as the center revealed a more eerie pure black light, making everything clearly visible, and the place where it met with the moonlight reflected a little silver streamer, which was gathered or scattered. Na Ze's purple and blue plaid pajamas were half-faded on his body, and the whole person was curled up, and his originally short hair turned into tangled long hair for some reason, half floating in the air.

Momo's mind flashed all kinds of scenes of martial arts novels heroes practicing, what should not be done for a while, practicing magic skills or going crazy?! She hesitated for a long time, but she was still not at ease, the curled arc was too much, so she took a step forward half-lying on her stomach, spit out her socks, and shouted tentatively, "Naze, Naze?!" ”

Na Ze listened to her cry, moved on the bed, the black light around him slowly shrunk back, and the person also changed from curled up to lying flat, just when Mo Mo wanted to crawl over to take a look, but his whole person was in the obscure light, floating and spinning, until he stood unconsciously. At this time, Na Ze closed his eyes, half-floating in the air, his face was strangely pale, sharp fangs stretched out from his blood-red lips, his slightly open five fingers had sharp nails, and there was a layer of translucent black wings on his back, trembling slightly, adding an unreal feeling to his long black hair.

Facing the unfamiliar Naze, Mo Mo didn't react for a while, so he looked up at him like this, his eyes didn't blink, until a tingling pain came from his knees that had been kneeling for a long time. She subconsciously lowered her head, and under the white moonlight, there was a blood red around the place where she was kneeling, this is? Mo Mo stretched out his fingers to scrape the blood on the ground, who knew that as soon as his fingers touched the ground, he immediately felt the blood withdrawn, this was her blood!

She used her sleeve to wipe the blood on the ground in a panic, but the more she wiped it, no, it can't be like this, she has to stand up, and it will be fine if she stands up, Momo comforted herself in a panic, while pulling the curtains and trying to stand up, who knew that one was unsteady with force, and with a "plop", she knelt down again.

Naze heard the voice, and opened his eyes suddenly, blood-red eyes, as if a tangible strafing, without any human emotion, just stared at Mo Mo who was kneeling on the ground, cold and detached, like the embodiment of the dark night. At that moment, being stared at like that, Momo's heart was not filled with fear, but with kindness, he was looking at her.

Mo Mo tried to calm down the chaotic emotions, took a deep breath, the pain made her unconsciously pinch her palms with her fingernails, and finally opened her five fingers to grab the curtains beside her, her head was still looking at Na Ze, he looked at himself, his eyes were red and black alternately, the black vortex around him gradually slowed down, and his eyes gradually gentle. Momo let go of her clenched lip and tried to spread a sweet smile, she didn't know what happened to him, but she knew that he was trying not to hurt her. So, she had to stand up, stand beside him, stand in her place.

Fall, get up, fall again, get up again, when Momo finally leaned against the wall and half-stood up, the black vortex around Naze disappeared, and his eyes returned to purple, he walked up to Momo a little stiffly, knelt straight on the ground, and half-picked her up, Momo picked up the scarf that had been stuffed in his arms, and tried to pull it out, the blood was left along the palm, reflecting the purple scarf more vividly, his hands were raised, carefully bypassing his neck, and helping him wrap the scarf.

Na Ze meekly looked up at her movements, the originally fluttering black hair gradually fell, his eyes changed from doubts to clear, he stretched out his hand to help her wipe the cold sweat from the corners of his forehead, but when he saw his sharp nails, he retracted, his eyes began to panic again, Mo Mo immediately noticed his emotions, and wanted to grab his retracted hand, but was dodged.

Naze stood up and staggered back a few steps, Momo was thrown to the ground heavily, he didn't notice it, just frantically opened the curtains, as if trying to hide behind it, and the bright moonlight forced him back again.

"Na Ze, I'm fine, you don't want this," Mo Mo grabbed the curtain and struggled to stand up, but Na Ze retreated farther and farther away, muttering words in his mouth, Mo Mo was very familiar with the shape of his lips, it was a teleportation spell, "I don't allow, I don't allow you to leave, you hear—"

Before he finished speaking, Na Ze had disappeared abruptly, Mo Mo stopped suddenly, and for a while, he also staggered to the ground, his knees no longer hurt, and there was no blood around him, as if nothing had happened, but the half-open window occasionally lifted the curtains when he came, penetrating the wisps of moonlight.

The curtain brushed her cheeks, Mo Mo woke up from her distraction, regardless of Na Ze had already left, slammed the ground, and shouted out of the window, "You come back to me, Na Ze, did you hear it, you idiot, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?!" ”