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Han Luo frowned, raised his hand to close the window, and walked back into the house.

His thin figure was shrouded in the evening moonlight, and his slightly raised side face was oozing sultry coldness, and his thin lips were gently pursed.

Tonight the moon is as cool as water, the scenery is like water, it is a good night, but it is a pity that it was ruined by him.

"Huh!"

A slightly mocking laugh, the thin corners of his lips raised shallowly.

Blood people are ischemia? It's hard to put into words.

He knew about his illness before, and he didn't pay attention to it, but now it's really ......

Hanluo really wanted to dig a pit and bury himself in it, bury it deeply, until the end of the world, and never be discovered by Twilight again.

For the first time in his life, he felt a hot pain in his cheeks, which was very humiliating.

Twilight put the cup on the table and pushed it in front of Han Luo, speaking with pampering in his tone: "I've tasted it, it tastes good, you can drink some too." ”

"Twilight, I'm ......" Hanluo wanted to explain the matter to Twilight, but he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know how Twilight would react after he finished speaking.

"Hey, you," a low sigh escaped from Twilight's lips, Twilight walked to Han Luo's side and sat down, raised his hand to smooth Han Luo's windswept soft hair, put it on his sideburns, and said helplessly: "How old a person is, it always makes people worry." Shen Ling's palm, hurt you, right? ”

She didn't forget that the night before, Shen Ling injured Han Luo in the chaos, and beat Han Luo until he vomited blood with just one palm, and she didn't know if the injury was healed. Looking at the situation in front of me, it was still somewhat injured, and it was not rooted.

"Out of the way." Han Luo shook his head slightly, speaking of Shen Ling, he suddenly remembered another thing, and was inexplicably worried, "Twilight, ...... you and Shen Ling?"

What relationship?

This question is a doubt in Han Luo's heart, more like a heart disease.

He wanted to ask Twilight about Shen Ling, but he was worried that he would provoke Twilight, so he hesitated to hide between his lips and teeth, dodging, but after all, he pursed his lips and didn't ask the last few words.

However, Twilight understood what he meant.

Twilight knew that the man was worried about her, but there were some things that she couldn't say and couldn't say. Once it is said, it will be a catastrophe that will destroy the world and destroy the world.

She believed that the Spirits would not want anyone to know their secrets, and that in the eyes of the hermit Assassins, only the dead could keep them.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Aside from this soothing answer, Twilight didn't know what to say.

"Are you sure he won't hurt you?" Han Luo was still worried, not worried about the settlement of the twilight.

Since he refused to tell him the truth, which meant that there was a certain danger, he was really worried about Twilight's departure.

Twilight smiled lightly, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, "Do you think there is anyone in this world who can hurt me?" ”

Her smile was so comfortable and calm, without hesitation or hiding, she was confident from the bottom of her heart, and at the same time, she really believed that the man surnamed Shen would not hurt her.

Such calmness and undisguised made Han Luo speechless and ashamed for a while.

"Maybe I'm too careful." Han Luo picked up the cup, bit the straw, and drank all the blood in the cup, feeling proud in his heart.

Isn't it ischemia?

Blood!!!

After a while, Han Luo's pale face seemed to be better, but his expression was still a little low, holding the cup in his hand, his fingertips rubbing lightly, and looking down.

One, two, three......

Hanluo was reflecting, he wanted to leave Twilight behind, even if it was just to talk about some unimportant topics, but he really couldn't find a suitable topic.

Once upon a time, perhaps on that day half a year ago, chicken feathers were flying all over the sky, and danger was hidden everywhere, and then, he walked out of the twilight world, closed the door, and never went in again.

Even if he was able to walk in, that world was filled with a bunch of gods who liked to fight, and he couldn't get involved, like a poor outsider.

He was thinking like this, when suddenly, a beautiful face approached him, staring at each other with his lowered eyes, and the woman's eyebrows were reflected in his eyes, with a faint smile.

"What are you thinking?" Twilight asked him, moving a little closer.

Han Luo subconsciously stepped back, forgetting that he was sitting on a stool at this time, but as soon as he turned to one side, the whole person lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"Ah," he whispered, and before he could stop, he stopped.

Twilight grabbed him, her long, soft fingers on his waist and gently held him steady, "Are you alright?" ”

Han Luo listened to the voice in his ears and shook his head, his heart, which would not easily be turbulent, beating faintly, "I'm fine." ”

He hadn't felt this way in a long time. Twilight was so close to him that she could hear each other's heartbeats and the ups and downs of the blood flowing.

Is this real? He wasn't convinced.

Twilight stared at Han Luo, the shadow of Han Luo was reflected in his silver eyes, this man was like a frightened rabbit, taking off his indifferent disguise in front of people, docile, soft, and a little indescribably cute.

She couldn't help but want to tease this man, so she leaned down and got a little closer, her red lips were slightly cold, as if she would stick to this man's lips in the next second, blowing a cold breath, "Luo, you say, in case I want to ......"

Twilight's words lingered in Han Luo's ears, and through recollection, every word would stir up waves in his heart.

"Huh?" Han Luo's figure froze, and he wanted to retreat a little more, separating the distance between the two people, but Twilight's hand was on his waist, imprisoning him, he couldn't move, he could only watch Twilight's lips approach him little by little, "You, what do you want?" ”

Twilight was still approaching him, but the speed of the approach was too slow, like a slow motion in a movie, on Hanluo's body, extremely tormenting, teasing his heart.

"I want to ......" Twilight's tail note disappeared from her lips, and she got closer and closer to Hanluo.

She wants to kiss him!!

At least, in Hanluo's eyes, Twilight Li did just that.

"Don't, don't ...... like this," Han Luo turned his head sideways, avoiding Twilight.

He is a person who abides by love, longs for love, longs for happiness, longs for being treated sincerely, not sympathy, pity, or a momentary love confusion, giving him the like.

It was a terrible feeling, and he couldn't accept it.

"Huh?" Twilight's hand followed Han Luo's evasion, firmly holding Han Luo, she took a leaf from Han Luo's hair, and couldn't help but smile, "What are you thinking about?" How am I? ”

Han Luo was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the leaf, he realized what was going on, and his face turned red, "I didn't." ”

He may have been thinking too much about those things just now.