Gao Leng returned to the hotel quite late. It was normal for this kind of party to chat with this and that chat until one or two in the morning.

When he returned to the room, Gao Leng was light-handed, Gao Xiaowei jumped out of the bed at once, and said in a lazy and tired voice, "Is it tired?"

Gao Leng shook his head. He seldom feels tired after his physique has changed. On the contrary, the little witch's body is getting worse and worse. Although she is still white and beautiful, compared to humans, her bones are very tough. Hand, they are Xiaojiabiyu, she is like Dapeng spreading her wings.

The man next to him gave a random glance, and she flew a slap to slap all the back molars. If the other person not only glanced, but also glanced at her chest, she would use a little force, and besides the back molars, she could also kick out some feces and urine. .

At this time, although Xiaowei looks healthy, his skin is white and red, and his face is a little less impressive than when he first met, but he is still a stunning beauty. But the little witch Gao Leng first saw was far stronger than now.

That is a witch who can use magic to make Gao Leng live worse than dead.

You can flash where you want to go, and a horrible black mist controls the witch in the audience with a wave of her hand.

It is the witch who asks men to practice exercises in bed from time to time, no matter what, her voice is always crisp and clear into the nightingale.

And the woman in front of her, although her face is still innocent, her voice is lazy, she immediately fell into the bed and continued to rest after she looked at her high and cold.

Although he still sleeps naked, it is still this habit, the eyelashes that are long against the sky are still twinkling, but instead of the old look, they fall asleep with a tired face.

"Then I will continue to rest." Gao Xiaowei twisted his waist and lay on the quilt without wearing anything. She is especially afraid of heat, and her body is always warm, so she never wears clothes and does not cover her when she sleeps. Every time she is cold, she is afraid that she will cover her in the cold. She will definitely kick it open in the middle of the night, and Xiaowei frowns slightly:" Turn off the light for me..."

Gao Leng felt distressed for a while.

You know, the previous witch didn't need someone to turn off the light for her. When she moved her mind, the light turned off.

But now Gao Xiaowei can use abilities without abilities as much as possible, so as not to be too tired.

There was a layer of guilt in Gao Leng's heart. It seemed that the little witch was always hurt after meeting herself.

"Why do you blame yourself? If I don't find you, I will find someone else. I don't belong to this world. Even if I don't get hurt, I will become weaker and weaker." The little witch opened her eyes and looked at Gao Leng, and she squeezed Pursed his mouth: "You always think in random, it will affect my sleep."

"Why do you use mind-reading again?" Gao Leng reached out and touched her hair, feeling even more uncomfortable. The little witch used to have very hard, thick and hard hair. Gao Leng even joked about this. The woman, fierce.

But now the little witch has soft hair, although it feels more comfortable to the touch, Gao Cooling is more guilty.

"You will become weaker and weaker... what should I do?" Gao Leng lay down beside the little witch and embraced her: "Do you want more exercises or more jewelry? Too Sui?"

"I don't belong to this world, those that can only be delayed, not hindered." The little witch sat up from the bed, her hair scattered, making her body visible.

"What should I do?" Gao Leng was startled, and suddenly sat up.

"Die." The little witch tilted her head and smiled disapprovingly: "You are so stupid, can't you think of this?"

Panic, extreme panic, this kind of emotion permeated the cold life, the word "death" was associated with the little witch, and this panic was exactly the same as when she hugged her **** on the rails for the first time.

"What are you nervous about?" The little witch chuckled and raised her chest proudly: "Don't worry, I must die behind you. The life of stupid humans is too short. Although I am not used to the environment here, I still Will live longer than you."

With that, she shook her chest to express her contempt for humans.

With that said, I relax a lot when I get cold.

"However, I really want to go home, I miss home." The little witch's words filled with homesickness made Gao Leng nervous again. The little witch stood up and opened the curtains, her eyes seemed to look far and far. Far away seemed to see nothing.

Gao Leng stood up and closed the curtains.

"You will be seen." Gao Leng was a little unhappy.

"Oh." The little witch lay down on the bed very obediently.

"Do you want to go home? Where is your home." Gao Leng became serious: "Where are you from and will you leave?"

In fact, for Gao Leng, where the little witch came from, he was very curious at the initial stage, but over time, these curiosities slowly disappeared. For Gao Leng now, he is more concerned about: Where are you going and will you leave.

"My house? It's not easy to explain." The little witch pursed her lips and tilted her head as if thinking, and finally spread her hands: "Your human intelligence is limited, I tell you, you can't understand it."

"Will you leave?" Gao Leng stared at the little witch's eyes tightly: "Didn't you just say, you... are you homesick?"

Hearing the word "home", the little witch's eyes dimmed.

Hey……

She sighed softly.

Ok……

She lowered her eyes and nodded.

"I don't belong here, no matter how good it is, I don't belong here either." The little witch said.

"Then you..." Gao Leng felt cold sweat all over his body for a while. He wanted to say that you missed home and couldn't leave, but he felt that this was too selfish and could not speak for a while.

"Didn't you say that you came here to find something? What are you looking for? Did you leave when you found it?" Gao Leng asked.

"Well, I haven't found it yet." The little witch nodded, she raised her eyes and looked at Gao Leng: "Are you reluctant to bear me?"

"I like you, of course I can't bear you to leave." Gao Leng replied very positively, and spoke quickly without thinking.

"Is it the kind of love between men and women?" the little witch asked again.

"Yes." Gao Leng replied affirmatively again.

After the little witch was silent for a few seconds, the corners of her mouth shook up playfully: "Is it because I am getting more and more skilled on the bed? I will do this, and I will do that, or I can do it upside down. Can fly and plug..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to make various poses...

"No." Gao Leng was still very serious. He stretched out his hand to control the somewhat naughty little witch. He looked at her eyes every word as if he was pulling out his heart and said: "I like you, I like you. This person, those in bed are just a way of expressing liking, do you understand? I like you, do you understand?"

The little witch seemed a little frightened.

She nodded stupidly, and shook her head again.

"What do you mean?" Gao Leng asked.

"I know you like me, but I don't know what it feels like to like. I mean, I don't like you..." The little witch tilted her head and said every word, as if she pulled her heart out: "I don't love you, I don't know what love is."

...

A word made Gao Leng unable to answer.

This is not the first time the little witch said that she didn't understand love, and she could definitely save her life to save Gao Leng, but she didn't understand love? Doesn't she know this is love? Gao Leng didn't understand.

"Love should be jealous, right? I don't have it, should I be possessive? I don't have... um... I should expect the other person to give an identity, right? I don't need it," said the little witch.

"Forget it, don't discuss this." Gao Leng was a little annoyed: "Go back to the previous topic, just tell me, what are you looking for, do you leave as soon as you find it."

The little witch tilted her head and looked at Gao Leng more and more confused.

"Are you going to leave?" Gao Leng asked again.

Those who don't belong here will leave after all.

Thinking of this, Gao Leng's heart seemed to be caught.

If the little witch understands love, it's fine, if she knows that she loves, then she can keep her in the name of love, and don't let her go anyway. Is it selfish? Just be selfish. Didn't she say that she has a long lifespan and that human lifespans are short? Then after she died, she would go home again. Gao Leng thought.

"Why do you ask me this question? It's strange." The little witch was blank.

"I like you, so I don't want you to leave. Why is it weird to ask this question?" Gao Leng became more and more annoyed. This annoyance was accompanied by uncertain anxiety, which made people uneasy.

"If I can leave, it's up to you." The little witch looked at Gao Leng: "You don't want me to leave, why would I leave? Master."

Master, the word Gao Leng often hears the little witch say.

When she is in bed, she talks a lot, especially when the little witch is forgetting emotions, she always shouts to her master in pain and enjoyment, enjoying the waves of impact. Gao Leng also likes to hear her call the master at that time. It feels great, cool, and has a sense of role substitution.

But at this time, the little witch called the master...

The shouting is natural and natural, it seems that he is her master, it is a subordinate relationship, not a relationship between men and women. One master and one servant, no, more precisely, it seems one master and one slave.

"Master..." Gao Leng couldn't help but recite.

"Well, you have conquered me a long time ago. I surrendered to you. You are my master. It is my master. Of course I want to listen to you. What's wrong with homesickness? The master won't let me go, I absolutely can't go. I If you want to leave you, you must get your permission." The little witch became a kneeling position, tilted her head and spoke this easily, even biting her nail.

It seems that Gao Leng's worries that he will leave are somewhat ridiculous.

"You...you won't have other masters?" Gao Leng asked.

"Of course, am I the kind of treachery? You think I'm like you humans!" The little witch was suddenly annoyed when she heard this. She was ashamed and annoyed, and her face turned red.

Well, it is the first time I have seen such a fierce slave to the master.

"Then let's say it, you can't leave." Gao Leng looked at Gao Xiaowei seriously: "I am telling you very seriously now, Gao Xiaowei, since your last name is Gao, you are my Gao Leng person, I said you are not allowed Leave, you will never leave."

"Okay, let's pull the hook, don't you humans like the hook?" Xiaowei laughed and stretched out his finger, Gao Leng also laughed, and stretched out his little finger to hook.

"Hee hee, it's fun." The little witch smiled so that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "You are so funny, how can I leave? I just leave, I must get your permission! Master."

This sentence echoed in the room and in Gao Leng's heart. This should be the most reassuring promise made by a woman to a man that Gao Leng has ever heard in his life.

Unconditional, and will absolutely abide by the promise, is the only one that belongs to the witch to give Gao Leng.

"That's it." Gao Leng glanced down at Xiaowei's beautiful face.

"Master wants it." Gao Xiaowei lay down obediently: "What kind of posture do you want?"

...

Gao Leng is a little speechless. It seems that it is impossible for Xiaowei to have a hazy sentiment on this matter. Every time it is straightforward...

Not long after, a rhythmic voice came from the room, accompanied by Xiaowei's eager and wonderful voice: "Master...Master...Master...Man..."