"Are you sure it's Goldfinger?" Mingying looked at the white-haired man sitting opposite here, his eyes blank, and his tone was full of suspicion.

The golden finger obtained by others is either an infinite black card or a spatial spiritual spring.

Mingying is different.

Her golden finger is a living person.

An hour ago, she celebrated her birthday, and just after blowing out the candles after making a wish, there was one more person in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, the guy who claimed to be Heavenly Dao ran over and said that he would give her a golden finger.

This gold finger is the husband of the paper man in the game, Pu Zhan.

If it weren't for Tiandao explaining a bunch of things and using his supernatural abilities to make Ming Ying believe his words, Pu Zhan would have been sent to the police station by now.

Regarding Ming Ying's indifferent attitude, Tiandao was very incomprehensible: "I remember that you like this Pu Zhan Sword Venerable, right?" Shouldn't you be happy to see him? ”

Hearing Tiandao's question, Mingying's gaze sank: "I don't like him." ”

What's more, Pu Zhan, who is as unresponsive as a doll in front of him, is he really the paper man he liked?

She's not a fool, and everyone else believes everything.

Tiandao never expected to hear this answer.

In the face of Ming Ying's skeptical attitude, as well as this unlucky guy who broke through the dimensional wall to chase love, he rarely explained.

"I don't have to lie to you, this Pu Zhan has only one Heavenly Soul to maintain the most basic survival instinct," Tiandao cleared his throat: "The remaining souls have been scattered to other worlds in order to find you, and if you want him to recover, you need to get his soul back." ”

"Forget it," Ming Ying cleaned up the cake on the table, and didn't look at Pu Zhan: "I've never seen this kind of gold finger that still needs help from others, can I return it?" ”

Tiandao immediately made an excuse: "I still have to leave beforehand, if there is really a problem, you can find me again." ”

Anyway, the person has already been delivered, and it is impossible for him to get the person back.

What's more, this heavenly soul can't be obedient if he follows Mingying's side, and he is completely out of the violent state of sabotage everywhere at the beginning, and there will be no big problems in the future.

Tiandao, who was sure to explain everything and did not miss anything, slipped away decisively.

After Tiandao left, the room returned to tranquility, and Mingying finally had time to look at the man sitting on the sofa.

The silver-white hair is fine, only a little bit of fine hair sticks out from the forehead, and the black robe is particularly capable.

The red eyes are very good-looking, but unfortunately there is no lust in them, and the tear mole pendant in the corner of the eye makes his beautiful face seductive.

Like a beautiful doll.

The flat paper figure suddenly became three-dimensional, better looking than she had imagined, but Mingying was uncertain.

Click on the game, and I can't find the data that belongs to Pu Zhan.

The person in front of her didn't know whether it was true or false, and the only data that could be determined was nowhere to be found, and she didn't get angry with the person in front of her, which was already her greatest patience.

After tidying up the living room, Mingying was about to go to bed, when she saw Pu Zhan, who had been sitting on the sofa, straighten up and follow her to the bedroom.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to stop him: "What are you doing with me?" ”

Pu Zhan didn't speak, just stood in place.

Forget it, what's the deal with a fool?

After all, Pu Zhan, who only has a heavenly soul, will only act according to instinct.

Sighing, Mingying ignored him, but as soon as she turned around, Pu Zhan followed again.

The hard-mouthed and soft-hearted girl laid out a quilt and pillow for him, stuffed the stunned person into the quilt, and then went back to the room to rest in peace.

In the middle of the night, the thirsty Mingying got up in slippers and was about to go to the living room to find water to drink.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, a white thing came into view.

It's Pu Zhan.

He was dressed in the same snow-white obscene clothes, and just curled up in a ball and guarded the door.

If there is a strange man guarding the door of the room, everyone will be afraid.

Seeing Pu Zhan, after a moment of surprise, Mingying only thought of one question.

How long has this fool been lying on the cold floor? Won't he get sick?

Probably hearing the sound of the door, he slowly opened his eyes.

There was only Ming Ying alone in the loose red pupils, and when he saw Ming Ying bypassing him, he got up silently and followed behind her.

After drinking the water and looking at Pu Zhan like a fart, Mingying could only make a floor for him at the door.

Although I don't know if he is the real Pu Zhan, but it really makes people lie on the ground, and she can't help it.

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Mingying, who got up the next day, packed her things and wanted to go out for a walk, and she couldn't get rid of Pu Zhan, but she didn't change her mind.

In order to avoid Pu Zhan's dress attracting others, Mingying deliberately found loose clothes and a hat and mask.

And the red eyes that can't be blocked will be explained to be contact lenses when the time comes.

The interesting thing is that Pu Zhan obviously wears two layers of clothes, but he still looks tall and doesn't feel bloated at all.

The tall figure gave Mingying a full sense of security.

Although it's a dumb melon who can only follow along, it's still okay to be a tool man who uses it to make a backpack.

And when walking in the crowd, he will also subconsciously avoid other strangers.

Seeing that Pu Zhan avoided strangers like a snake and scorpion, Mingying was a little curious and ordered a lot of his favorite snacks, but he didn't expect that he would not resist his feeding.

I originally wanted to test the other party, but I didn't expect him to eat everything.

It's just that when you eat sweet things, you will subconsciously turn your head to avoid it.

Mingying, who was fed, inexplicably lost a little bit of repulsion.

It can be seen that Pu Zhan, like her, prefers salty food.

By the time Mingying burped, it was already noon.

The temperature was too high for a stroll, so she decided to go home.

It's just that after shopping for a long time, it's a little tiring.

Seeing the chair on the side of the road, Mingying quickly sat down and rubbed her stomach, which was still a little supportive.

In the blink of an eye, Pu Zhan, who had been following behind him, suddenly rushed over and reached out to take her into his arms.

When Mingying was stunned, the sound of a heavy object hitting her body suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of a flower pot falling to the ground.

The view was blocked, and Ming Ying only felt the body holding her tremble.

- It is a falling object.

Realizing what was happening, she looked up in horror and saw the man's sluggish expression.

The hand holding her didn't exert force, and Mingying struggled slightly to get out of the man's arms.

She hurriedly looked at the other person's back, and sure enough, she saw the gray marks under the white shirt, and the blood seeping out.

A violent cough jumped out of the man's throat, and a large mouthful of blood poured out of the corners of his mouth, staining his white fingertips, but not a drop fell on Mingying's white dress.

But Mingying didn't notice it.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called an ambulance, and when the phone hung up, she helped Pu Zhan to sit down on a chair sheltered by a tree.

Hearing the sound of his cough and watching the bright red blood wet his white shirt outside, Mingying only felt as if one of her hearts had fallen into the bottomless deep sea.

Except for the real Pu Zhan, what other fool would protect her like this......

She subconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes, half-squatting in front of him, with a panic in her voice that she didn't even notice: "Brother Zhan...... Don't die......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"I shouldn't have come out, Brother Zhan..."

“…… It's my fault......"

Crystal tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and were quickly wiped away by another calloused hand.

The man, who was still silent, stopped coughing and struggled to get the words out of his mouth.

"No...... Don't cry, Ah Ying..."