…… Don't let go?

The fairy fairy raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man, his wings rose and fell slightly, and his long silver hair was scattered on his back, messy and ambiguous. The dim moonlight is reflected from the window, and the overall texture is like an oil painting beauty, which is beautiful and delicious.

Anyway, it looks good and "delicious", but unfortunately you can only look at it and can't eat it, what is the difference between this and a vase.

"Are you alright?"

The fairy grabbed the feather and looked at the young man for a moment of silence.

He paused for a moment, then mumbled, "Alright." ”

With such a question and answer, the atmosphere seems to be even stranger.

The fairy had no time to take care of it, yawned, and was so sleepy. The original owner's biological clock is really very regular, since she can't take the initiative just by looking, she doesn't want to look at it, so it's better to sleep and be beautiful.

She lay down.

Lucifer lay down after him.

After a long time, he rose in silence.

The wings of an angel are a source of strength and a place that only lovers can touch. Just now, the god just inadvertently touched it just to transmit power, but to him, it represented a completely different meaning.

Outside the window, the yin air was constantly noisy, and the yin wind made a rustling sound through the dead branches, as if to offer a celebratory salute for a silent love.

He was called the strongest in heaven by many, and he never just talked about it. Rather, the strength is the closest to the god in the kingdom of heaven, so that when he deliberately hides his breath, even the gods can't detect it.

The girl's hood naturally fell, revealing her fair face. Soft black hair slumped on the bed, like a demonic seduction.

Kissing her eyelids gently, her rose-colored lips teasing each other's eyelashes like a lover's teasing, he carefully left his breath on them.

Proud angels are also innocent, and making such offensive actions is already the limit.

Lucifer buried his head beside her, clutching his pounding heart, his eyes alternating between blank and deep color.

Originally, it was just to win God's favor over Michael. But I don't know when, he fell without hesitation and for no reason.

He wanted to kiss her on the lips, his heart pounding.

But reason told him that it couldn't be.

And throwing away excessive thoughts, there are even more excessive thoughts clearly emerging from the mind, which is an extreme delusion that is ambitious and unspeakable.

……

He is not satisfied with the status quo.

He wants to be—

Lovers of God.

……

The next day, Xianxian woke up, and the bedside was empty.

Lucifer wasn't around.

She opened the window and saw a richly colored rose garden with greenery, a clear blue sky, and the sound of birds and birds.

The silver-haired young man, who had been standing among the trees, noticed her gaze, turned his footsteps, whispered a word, and walked into the distance.

"My God, I'll clean up the demonic energy outside."

Ay?

Xian Xian stretched out Er Kang's hand and didn't stop it.

Not...... After a night, it seems that Lucifer's temperament has suddenly become a little restrained?

She rubbed her chin and thought for a moment.

After a few moments, another trail of footsteps slowly walked towards her.

The fairy looked up.

Lucifer stood under a large tree.

A bird stopped on his shoulder, tilting its little head slightly to look at the Vice-Monarch of Heaven.

The next moment, the bird flapped its wings in a panic and flew away.

Because the angel stretched out his hand and silently pierced his chest and abdomen.

Blood fell dripping down.

His expression was calm.

But he broke his ribs with extreme cruelty.

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