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In fact, Naibao Nier is a little confused, why people always ask him if he loves Haniya.

In addition to the witch Eudora at first, and later the admirers of Haniya in the temple, many believers seem to be very interested in it.And now, even Metatron was asking him that.

But—why?

If you ask him whether Haniya is worthy of being loved, Naibonir will nod without hesitation, Haniya is so good, even God should love him.But when asked whether he loves him or not, Nabilnier doesn't know how to answer.

Haniya was, after all, a... human.

Naibonir doesn't think he loves Haniya, he just doesn't want to leave him.They are also lonely, why can't they stay together?Even wounded beasts want to comfort each other and lick each other's wounds.

He did not respond to Metatron's warning.

The gentle Seraph looked a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything, and left silently.Napoleon buried himself in the blanket, curled up into a tight ball.

He misses Haniya a little bit.He wanted to see him so much.

Haniya returned to the bedroom at dusk.

He likes dusk very much.At this time, the sun is always warm and soft, and the sunlight is also blurred into a hazy piece; the temple starts to light the lamps, and the flames are like dancing flower buds, and soon, the lamp flowers will fall down gently and skillfully.

It was at dusk that he picked up his boy.

Haniya walked into the bedroom with dinner in a good mood, and put two large trays on the table.The quilt on the bed was bulging, and he was amused to see it. He didn't know where Nabilnier got the habit of sleeping with his head covered.His family's cubs have always had keen senses, but this time Hania came back but didn't poke his head out to look at him. Haniya thought the little guy was still asleep, and planned to help him tuck the quilt.

As soon as he lifted the corner of the quilt, he saw the boy's tear-stained face.

Haniya's heart tightened suddenly.

He didn't know what happened, but he also knew that he couldn't provoke Neil suddenly, so he could only sit down on the edge of the bed first, and gently wiped his tears while asking him in a low voice, "Why is Neil crying?"

Hearing his inquiry, the boy quietly opened his eyes and looked at him, with tears rolling down his face, but he didn't make a sound.Haniya patiently wiped away his tears for a long time, before Nabolnir pursed his lips and sobbed softly as if he had come to life.

Haniya picked him up and let him rest on her shoulder, and Nabil Neil got into his arms familiarly, hugged the man's back tightly, buried his face in his neck and wept .Haniya remembered that when Naibonir was still a small coal ball, she seemed to like to hold his fingers tightly like this, she couldn't help sighing, and raised five fingers to slowly comb the boy's hair in her arms, "Don't cry...no crying."

Napoleon's reliance on him is obvious.

Seeing him hugging her tightly and not letting go, Hania couldn't help blaming herself, thinking that the boy had just recovered, probably because he couldn't sleep and didn't dare to be alone, so he cried so aggrievedly.He has always been timid, he shouldn't have left him alone in the bedroom.

"Don't cry," he gently patted Narbonnell on the back, softly comforting him like a child, "Don't be afraid, I'm back."

The pretty boy is also extremely beautiful when he cries, his green crystal-like eyes are shining with blood, and his lips are bitten with redness.Weeping quietly like this, pitiful and attractive, the color was so bright that Haniya was taken aback.

Napoleon choked up and hiccupped a little, as if he was extremely wronged, and whimpered, "I don't want to go back to hell."

"Then don't go back." Haniya cried to him heartbroken, and coaxed him repeatedly without thinking, "Nair will not go back if she doesn't want to. No one is allowed to take Nair to hell."

"I don't want to go back to hell." The boy insisted again stubbornly, with a tear in his voice.Haniya was a little helpless, and for some reason couldn't help laughing inappropriately, "No one wants Nair to go to hell..." He lowered his head and kissed Naibonir's ear tip, "Nair is a child of the temple. If people dare to tell you to go to hell, even Satan can't demand someone from the temple for no reason. Don't be afraid."

In the most hidden part of her heart, Haniya is somewhat happy.

He'd always known that his boy belonged to Hell, and that if it was what was best for him, he should be sent back to Nabilnir as soon as he took human form.Naibonir is still an ignorant cub, and sometimes he really needs Haniya to help him make decisions.But Haniya never mentioned the matter of going back to hell with him, and sometimes she would delude herself into thinking that if Nair was so attached to him, she would definitely not want to go back.

He really... is reluctant.

Haniya kissed the boy's wet eyes, and kissed away the salty tears on his cheeks.Napoleon seemed to be soothed by his kiss, sniffled and curled up in his arms, clutching the robe behind the man.

"I sucked your blood," he looked up at Haniya pitifully, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned, "I'm going to be driven back to hell."

Haniya: "..."

His cubs don't seem too smart.

"Why are you still thinking about this after a day?" Haniya suppressed her laugh, and stroked his hair in a good-tempered manner, "It's okay, I fed it to you secretly, and no one else knows." What about dragon scales?

Nathaniel looked at him with wide eyes.

"Don't worry, no one will drive you away, I am the holy son of the temple." He held the boy's face and rubbed it, making the little guy squint his eyes comfortably, "Zai Zai did nothing wrong , You have already refused, I insisted on feeding you. We Neil are super obedient, no one can go past me to bully Neil."

The young holy son stroked his boy from head to toe like a cat, until Naibao Nier completely relaxed and snored comfortably.

Nabel Neil knew in his heart that none of his words could be taken seriously—it wasn't that Haniya was lying to him, but human beings were really too fragile, and his promises were of no avail in the face of heaven and hell.But he liked Haniya coaxing him, listening to his soft, comforting voice.

Since Haniya doesn't want him to go back, he can handle these troubles himself.Napoleon thought, lying on the man's lap and fell asleep in a daze.

He's still a cub.

Haniya wiped his face clean, coaxed the unconscious boy to drink some water, and then carefully wrapped him in the brocade quilt.

He stood up and took a picture crystal from the top of the tent.

The holy son's sleeping hall is the most heavily guarded palace in the temple, and Haniya himself also bought a lot of interesting gadgets in the Three Realms and put them in.The photo-taking crystal can only record images, it does not have magical fluctuations, and it will hardly be noticed if it is placed in any place.He had never used this, even Haniya hadn't pursued it when Nabil Neil broke into his bedroom for the first time.

He wanted to see who would dare to come to his territory to provoke his little darling while he was away.

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Haniya: No one else knows~

Nabel Neil: Although, I know everything I need to know.Oh, mortals.

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Haniya: I'd like to see who dares to bully my little baby while I'm not around!

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Haniya: Gan, it’s the bishop, slip away.

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