Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 427 The Story of the Guardian God (22)

   "His Highness Asmodeus and His Highness Crossel have treated you so well, if you bring it up, they will definitely agree."

   "Dear sister, just help me, okay?"

   Jira: "."

   She looks at her for a few seconds and asks,

   "Dear sister, tell me the truth, do you like His Royal Highness Asmodeus and His Royal Highness Crossel?"

  Nona's face turned red instantly, "Dear sister, how could you say it so directly?"

   "They are all very good gods. Nona didn't dare to think too much, but just thought that she could learn more from them."

   "So please don't say that about Nona."

  Jira's temples twitched, "Nona, they're not as good as you think."

"What?"

   Jira: "In short, the two of them are not what they appear to be."

   "As for the matter of raising you, I can ask you a question."

   "Really?" Nona's eyes lit up, "Dear sister, you are so kind!"

  “.You’re welcome, dear sister, I didn’t do anything for you either.”

   "No, sister, I believe that the kind gods will not reject you." Nona was firm,

   Jira was slightly silent,

   "Maybe," she said.

   "However, dear sister, please don't have too much hope."

   "Okay, sister, I will be mentally prepared."

  Nona saluted gracefully, her face flushed.

   Ji La watched and slowly returned the gift.

  The second day,

  When the sun in the sky slowly rises, the calm sea is sparkling.

  The slanting sun dyed the azure blue ocean a beautiful orange,

  The warm rays of light turn the entire ocean into sparkling gems,

  The clouds on the horizon float in twos and threes above the sky, welcoming the rising sun,

  The warm sun shines through the tall tower, through the semicircular arch, and shines in from the narrow window,

   On the soft princess bed, the little princess who had finished her grooming was lying beside the bed, flipping through her private cabinet,

  She is wearing a crescent white and pale pink skirt today, the inner lining of the skirt is made of fine silky satin, and the outer layer is light lace yarn.

  The arc-shaped neckline slightly reveals the delicate collarbone, and the long neck,

  She was lying on the edge of the bed, her slender ankles were exposed outside the skirt,

  The long flaxen hair has been braided into a long braid, hanging down behind.

  The sun shone on her skirt, which seemed to be studded with tiny diamonds, shining with tiny fragments of light,

  The little crown on the head, accompanied by the movement of her head, looks delicate and lovely.

  After finding what she wanted, the little princess stuffed back the box she kept privately.

  She looked at the handkerchief she secretly spun, touched it, and folded it carefully.

   This is the gift she promised to give Crossel,

  He should be very happy to see it.

  The little princess lowered her head and was about to put it back in her little cloth bag,

Beside   , a hand suddenly stretched out and took her handkerchief.

   "To whom?"

  The man's deep and indifferent voice rang in her ears unexpectedly,

  Familiar and powerful aura enveloped her around,

  A dark shadow directly blocked the sunlight from outside.

  The little princess's complexion changed, and she immediately stood up,

   "Asmodeus, when did you come?"

  (end of this chapter)