"You have cookie crumbs on your face."

Hearing the velvety sound ringing in her ears, Xianxian touched the corner of her lips carelessly.

It did have the touch of cookie scraps, but what she thought to herself was, could this also be considered a help from the Grim Reaper?

So if you say that—

If he wiped her mouth three times, wouldn't he have to take her soul?

Of course, this is just an analogy, but the sense of crisis that is precarious like a snow-capped mountain is about to collapse to the top makes the smile on the corner of Xianxian's lips a little colder. - because the original owner's wish is not to die at the hands of death.

Just as the Grim Reaper turned his eyes, he didn't see the girl's expression.

Then, at Mary's warm invitation, the fairy and the god of death probably had a pleasant lunch together.

Just while eating, somehow, Mary, who was standing on the side, brought up the topic of the Grim Reaper's child.

"Mr. Chrislo, according to your genes, your future children will definitely be beautiful."

Xianxian really admired the aunt's rough nerves.

Because at the same moment, she noticed that the air around her was cold.

As far as she knew, the gods would not have children, and their throne would only be inherited by those who defeated them.

Of course, it had nothing to do with her, but she was happy to provoke the delicate nerves of the gods, or rather, to break the current awkward situation.

Xian Xian took a bite of bread and said vaguely: "I feel that Mr. Luo is a very friendly person, and he should be very popular with children, right?" ”

Italians are more enthusiastic, even if it is a girl like the original owner, she is an innocent and lively child before she goes blind.

So there's nothing wrong with her saying that.

Death's eyes remained the same.

Hearing Xianxian take the initiative to speak, a trace of excitement flashed in Mary's eyes on the side.

Mary quietly beckoned to the Grim Reaper, and such a down-to-earth behavior made the Venerable Grim Reaper feel a little uncomfortable, and looked sideways at Mary.

Mary lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Chrislo, my young lady has not been so happy for a long time, please be sure to cooperate with her topic, Mary may you always be bathed in the holy light of the Lord." ”

His Excellency the Venerable Grim Reaper narrowed his phoenix eyes dangerously, and then glanced lightly at the girl who was still eating bread, her cheeks bulging like a hamster, and the words she said made people want to laugh.

In the end, he didn't laugh, he just said, "I think Yuna is more liked by the children than me." ”

This sentence reminded Xianxian of one thing.

She smiled at Death with a big smile.

"That's okay, Mr. Luo, let's make an agreement, okay?"

Unexpectedly, the topic suddenly changed direction, and the Grim Reaper raised his eyebrows.

"What?"

"On weekends, let's go to the children's welfare home to volunteer!"

“……”

The Grim Reaper made the god agree.

So on the weekend, he rarely looked a little embarrassed, surrounded by a group of children.

He wanted to use his strength to drive the children aside, but with those eyes full of happiness, he thought of his boyhood.

He was suddenly stunned.

His teenage years? What it looks like.

Why is there no impression at all?

Then a burst of laughter brought him out of his musings and looked at the human girl beside him.

Xianxian is playing peek-a-boo with a group of children, and because she is a blind girl, she doesn't have to put a cloth on her eyes at all, waving her hands to catch the children who are laughing and running around.

Then the fairy thought for a moment, looking for an extremely strong sense of sight, and hugged the slender figure leaning against the door frame to send the children away-

"Got you."

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