After the midnight horror just now, after the organization's convoy could not be seen, Xingshi yawned twice, and then lay back like nothing happened and slept until dawn.

I woke up early in the morning to tidy up the bed, saw the brown hair beside the pillow, picked it up and sniffed it.

【No smoky smell, it seems that it is Shibao.】

There is no way, Chianti and Shibo have similar hair colors, so Xingshi can only distinguish them by smell.

[As sure, those who do scientific research will lose their hair at a young age, and this also reminds me that this is a real world, no longer a two-dimensional world. The goddess will lose hair even if she goes to the toilet.]
Chapter completed!