Chapter 810 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand 8
Obsessed and attached.
As soon as Song Jinhuan sat down, she took a bite and put it in her mouth. Before she could swallow, Ye Huai sat down opposite her.
"Aren't you going to eat?" she mumbled.
Ye Huai's expression was inscrutable as he glanced at the spoon in the girl's hand: "No rush, we'll eat later..."
Okay, sure.
Song Jinhuan scooped up a piece of purple cream with her spoon, paused in mid-air, and couldn't help but ask, "Why does that person look just like you?"
Ye Huai lowered his eyelids for a moment and looked at the girl again. "Anything that happened in the slaughterhouse could happen here. There might be more than one person who looks exactly like me."
He paused, leaned forward, and stared intently at Song Jinhuan, asking hypothetically, "If you met someone who looked exactly like me again, would you be able to tell them apart?"
This is absolutely a death question!
Song Jinhuan's eyes darted around nervously as she picked up the milk and gulped down several mouthfuls.
A few drops of milk spilled from the corner of her lips without her noticing.
Just as she was about to answer, a soft laugh suddenly came from the other side.
Song Jinhuan subconsciously looked over.
The man slowly rose from the opposite side, leaning over the not-so-large round table to stand in front of her.
His slightly cool fingertips brushed against the milk stains on the corner of her lips, and as the girl stared blankly, he brought his fingertips to his lips and pursed them slightly.
He then licked his lips, a faint sheen of moisture instantly covering his thin, crimson lips. His intimate tone was more like a question-and-answer session with himself: "It's okay, I will find you no matter what."
For some reason, Song Jinhuan inexplicably sensed his disappointment.
She thought for a moment and said, "We'll leave here together."
So they won't separate before they leave.
Even if she encountered someone who looked exactly like Ye Huai again, she wouldn't mistake them.
Ye Huai was slightly taken aback, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled as he agreed, "You're right."
The room suddenly became very quiet.
Song Jinhuan unconsciously tightened her grip on the spoon.
Almost at the same time, Ye Huai noticed her unease and said, "If you want to leave here, you have to get back on the bus."
"the bus?"
Song Jinhuan frowned. "But how do we find it?"
Ye Huai stepped back and sat down, resting his chin on his hand, and said in a relaxed manner, "The driver is the one who maintains order on the bus. As long as he holds that position, the bus will continue to operate."
Song Jinhuan: "I can wait for you at the station, right?"
Ye Huai nodded, "Hmm~"
"What do we do after we get on the bus?" Song Jinhuan was completely clueless.
"There are six rules on the bus. Break them, and you can move on to the next dimension."
Song Jinhuan suddenly realized, and then said worriedly, "If the rules are out of balance, the Order Keepers should be able to quickly create new rules, right?"
Ye Huai gave her an approving smile, "Baby is right."
Song Jinhuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly lowered her head to scoop a bite of cake and put it in her mouth.
He babbled "baby" with each bite, the sweet, tingling sensation lingering in his ears... Ye Huai's voice had an indescribable magnetism.
Very alluring.
Ye Huai kept his chin propped up, staring at her intently as if he couldn't get enough of looking at her.
After finishing the last bite, Song Jinhuan's long-term mental tension relaxed, and drowsiness washed over her.
The spoon in my hand slipped from my grasp.
The next second, he collapsed onto the table.
That was close, I almost suffocated.
Ye Huai sighed softly and gently flicked the top of her head with his bent finger.
How can you trust him so much?
Desire to destroy the world: 80.
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