temple

"My lord," Abel reported outside the temple gate, "someone is coming from the temple."

Nathaniel looked up.

No wonder Haniya didn't pull him around today, it was because of this.

Temple.

Nathaniel put down his official duties, bit the word in his mouth and bit his lower lip.It's almost time for someone to come, Haniya has been in hell for almost three months, and no son of God will leave the temple for such a long time except for preaching.

Three months... so fast.

He didn't even realize how long it had been, Haniya just accompanied him to change his official duties, take a walk, occasionally frolicking on the bed, the time passed quickly.After the showdown with his companions, Naibonir was no longer so worried about Haniya's safety—no demon dared to provoke a human being protected by all original sins, and several original sins rarely came to disturb the two of them.

In fact, Naibao Nier didn't know whether Haniya had any connection with the temple.He knew that Haniya was smart and capable, and it was impossible for the temple to be in hell without an eyeliner.But he doesn't care much about these, he just needs to be sure that Hania will not be hurt by hell.

Haniya heard the report, paused, put down the quill in her hand, and looked at the Prime Minister of Hell with a smile, "Sir, will you accompany me?"

It's time to go.

Nabil Nier pursed his lips, feeling a little bit reluctant.He almost forgot that Haniya was a member of the temple. This little holy son was too adaptable to hell, and too adaptable to him.He wanted Haniya to accompany him in hell, but he knew that it would make him difficult-he had also seen the harshness of the temple elders before.

It doesn't matter.Anyway, no one dared to care about him in hell. Haniya had been with him for so long against the dark breath of hell, and it was his turn to go to the temple to accompany the little saint.

Nabil Nier stood up, looked at Haniya, "Go."

"Bishop." Hania saluted Metatron.

Metatron is still the semblance of a temple priest - he seems reluctant to let others know that he is connected to the temple.Naibonir remembered that even Haniya didn't seem to know the identity of the other party, so he just stood far away and nodded to Metatron from a distance.

Metatron glanced suspiciously at Beelzebub wearing the silver mask, and seeing Hania pursing his lips and winking at him with a smile, he suddenly understood, feeling helpless and funny at the same time.

What is this fussing about?

Metatron almost wanted to sigh. When these two little guys were raised under his hands before, they didn't seem to be so troublesome.

"Your Highness, Son," since they wanted to play with these innocuous little things, Metatron didn't think much about objecting forcefully, following their attitude, he acted like a bishop should, "You should go back."

"It's useless to ask me about this, you have to ask our prime minister." Haniya raised her eyebrows with a smile, and looked back at Nabolnir affectionately and teasingly, "Are you right, my lord?"

When will the prime minister of hell be in charge of the holy son of the temple?Nabil Neil murmured in his heart, but he couldn't raise his temper when he saw the joke on the other's face.Metatron's standing here reminded him of Haniya's divine gift of light—even the seeds of light would be extinguished if they stayed in the dark.Haniya's light affinity is too high, so it's good for a short time, if he stays in hell, his talent may be polluted by darkness.

This kind of pollution to talent is subtle, the brighter creatures are more likely to be eroded by darkness.Even if Haniya doesn't get a trace of hell in Nabilnir, as long as he stays in the dark, this kind of devouring of talent cannot be guaranteed to be avoided.

The little Son, who grew up with pride and praise, would be very sad if he lost the power of light.

At first, Naibonir wanted to pretend to be a troubled Metatron and stay in Hania for a few more days, but when he thought of the possible harm of the darkness to the little Son, he suddenly panicked and couldn't help but give up.He glanced at Haniya who was smiling sweetly, and said to Metatron succinctly, "Then take him back."

Haniya's relaxed and teasing smile froze, and she opened her eyes wide in disbelief and looked at the Prime Minister of Hell whose eyes were covered by a mask.

He didn't know what to say for a moment - he knew that Beelzebub would not force him to stay in hell, but he definitely hoped that he would stay for two more days, and he was thinking about how to coax the unhappy little bat at night.

But Beelzebub's current tone clearly shows no reluctance, and even faintly impatient.

That little but obvious urging was too dazzling.

Haniya seemed to have been splashed with cold water, her heart suddenly turned cold, and she thought that when the other party was the prime minister of hell, she always kept silent, even if she obeyed, she never responded to him.He curled the corners of his lips stiffly, "My lord, I'm here to find my lover."

"Well," Beelzebub's voice seemed softer, but still in an undeniable tone, "Didn't you find him a long time ago, and it's time to go back."

Of course he had found him long ago.

Haniya narrowed her eyes, and the subtle fear in her heart was suddenly fueled by this understatement—he was not a good-tempered person in the first place, but he was always reluctant to get angry at his boy.

But this time he didn't intend to endure it any longer.

"Bishop, excuse me." Haniya nodded to Metatron, strode up to Beelzebub, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him away without stopping, with such strength that the prime minister of hell didn't even stop, "Turn back we Let's talk about this again."

Beelzebub didn't seem to have reacted yet: Hania had always been gentle in front of him, and was rarely so tough.

Seeing Beelzebub's dazed and helpless eyes, Metatron felt a little helpless.It's not difficult for him to see that Haniya's look of winning is a joke, but now looking at Beelzebub's appearance, he may be more embarrassed.

After all... Haniya knows everything.

The prime minister of the kingdom of heaven sat down calmly.Never mind them, let the kids make their own troubles.

Naibao Nier felt dully that Haniya was angry.

Even though Hania looked like she was still smiling and didn't say anything to him, Naibonir knew he was angry.Maybe it's because the corners of his mouth are a little lower than usual, maybe it's because he's walking too fast, or maybe it's just... Haniya is holding his wrist.

Haniya usually likes to take advantage of the prime minister of hell.If you want to pull him, you will definitely open your fingers and interlock with his fingers.He would gently caress Nabilnier's sensitive fingertips until the strands of lust infected him, and he was so strong that he trembled.

Instead of this... so restrained and only holding his wrist.

Nathaniel was a little at a loss.

Haniya strode Nabolnir into his bedroom, closed the door, and put on another layer of enchantment.

Little original sin is obviously a little unclear, but knowing that Haniya's enchantment has no effect in hell, he subconsciously added one.

Haniya paused, firmly grasped his wrist and dragged him into the depths of the bedroom, and threw the Prime Minister of Hell on the bed.Without waiting for Nabolnir to struggle, Haniya skillfully peeled off the tightly wrapped robe, opened his legs and roughly inserted a finger behind him.

Naibonir was taken aback by the opponent's movement, kicked his legs and was about to hide back, but was suddenly frozen in place by Haniya's words.

"Nabel Nir." Hania's soft and angry voice rang in his ears, and then his mask was taken off and thrown away, "Why do you think that a mask can make me unrecognizable? you?"

Nabilnier froze and didn't dare to move, like a kitten frightened by the light suddenly in the night.

Haniya's heart softened for a moment, and then she was immediately filled with fear and anger. She couldn't help squeezing her fingers into the other person's body, and asked him through gritted teeth, "Do you still think my heart is so big that I can love two people at once?"

Naibonir was in pain, and was too frightened by Haniya to speak or hide, and just shook his head silently.He was so tight and dry that they both ached.Haniya looked unhappy, so he didn't dare to help his shoulders, his hands were frozen in the air, and his eyes were filled with tears from the pain.

too suddenly.Both Haniya's questioning and the sudden brutality were too sudden for him, he...he wasn't ready.He didn't even know what happened, or when Hania figured out who he was, all he knew was that Hania looked angry.

——He's so angry, or you don't like him.

Nabolnir panicked at the thought of this, fearful and wronged, but wearing Beelzebub's skin, subconsciously dared not shed tears even if he wanted to cry.

"I...I didn't..." He looked at Haniya in a low voice and timidly, his eyes were wet, he didn't seem to know how to justify, and he didn't know how to appease a furious man, so he just repeated in a low voice, "I didn't."

Of course he didn't.He had been so surprised by Hania's closeness to Beelzebub, and had been saddened by it for a long time.

Haniya was so angry, and seeing his wet eyes, she couldn't bear to scold him, so she could only lower her head and bite his lip viciously.

Napoleon had never been kissed by him when he was the Prime Minister of Hell—even if it was a bit fierce, it was a kiss.So he closed his eyes and raised his head to let Haniya break in. The other kissed fiercely, and he accepted it meekly, not caring about the red lips and tongue that were ravaged.

It's just that Hania was really pressing a little tighter, and Nai Bo Nier almost felt that the other party's tongue swept his throat, forcing him to be out of breath.He snorted twice, Hania let him breathe, and kissed him again after a while, sending his fingers away, and a warm current gathered in his body.

Apparently, Hania found a lot of opportunities to learn what she wanted to learn, even under the eyes of Nai Bonier all day long.

Those warm liquids are not like water, they are much creamier and warm, more like some kind of bodily fluids.Nabilnier no longer felt the pain, but was so stimulated by this strange touch that he dared not move, and subconsciously tightened his body, locking the man's fingers and the liquid firmly in his body.But Haniya didn't follow his mind, and easily twitched his fingers in the lubricating liquid, repeatedly pulled and inserted a few times, and quickly penetrated into the second one.

Naibao Nier has always had little resistance to Haniya's touch, knowing that his identity has been exposed, he has less worries, his body becomes limp and begins to heat up.Hania bit his lips, and he eagerly licked the corners of the other's lips.

This kind of flattery obviously has some effect.Haniya's movements became much gentler, and Nai Bo Nier could feel that the lust in his body overwhelmed the anger.When Haniya let go of him, Nabilnier's eye circles were red, but he didn't cry, he just opened his eyes to look at him timidly and aggrieved, and murmured cautiously, "I'm sorry... don't hurt me."

Even with the handsome and mature face of the Prime Minister of Hell, such an expression is a bit too pitiful.

Skin-to-skin touching and kissing also had a strong soothing effect on Haniya, especially the Prime Minister was not only very docile this time, but also gave him some clumsy responses.This was enough to calm down the fear in Hania's heart. When she looked at the other party again, she really couldn't bear to soften her heart. She could only sigh in a low voice, "You lied to me, and you still want to drive me away."

"I don't want to... I, I didn't want to drive you away." Nabil Nier's eyes were so red that they were bleeding, but he still didn't cry, "...I don't want you to go."

"I'm sorry..." He opened his lips again, but he didn't know what else to explain, so he just grabbed the corner of Haniya's robe and apologized over and over again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He looked at Hania imploringly.As Haniya said, as long as he apologizes, he will forgive him.

Haniya understood what he meant, but she didn't do what he wanted, instead she asked, "Why did you lie to me?"

Napoleon was stunned by this question.

"I am the original sin..." he said nana.

"You should know," Haniya interrupted him calmly, "that I will not hurt you or turn my back on you for this."

Nabolnir could only nod, not daring to say that he was afraid that the other party would be rejected by God because of this—Haniya believed in God, so he never criticized God's behavior in front of the other party.He hesitated for a while, and said another reason, "You prefer Nabil Nier."

Haniya was caught off guard by this reason, "What?"

He has always known the identity of the other party, how could there be a difference in the degree of liking.

"You kiss Nabolnir, not me." The Prime Minister of Hell almost blurted out, "You never kiss me."

As he spoke, he became more and more aggrieved, "You don't even kiss me, and...you force me..."

Seduce him, force him to show the appearance of being covered by lust, and force him to fall into the cobweb of desire in embarrassment.Although Haniya will help him solve it in the end, he never does this in front of Naibao Nier - Nai Baonier can get a soft kiss, but Beelzebub can only see the other party's burning and fierce love.

So fierce.

He held on to Haniya's loose robe, and he was so wronged that he lowered his head. The prime minister of hell's usual calm voice was mixed with a bit of crying, "... Beelzebub didn't kiss."

Haniya was dumb, her heart sank softly, and she lost her temper completely because of the little crying.He did deliberately differentiate his attitude towards Nabilnir and Beelzebub, and he also deliberately forced the Prime Minister of Hell to succumb to lust in front of him.He just wanted to get the other party's frankness, and wanted the other party to know that he had the same desire for him--I really didn't expect that the dignified prime minister would feel so wronged by this contradictory attitude.

but……

"I don't kiss you, it's just because you're wearing a mask, it's hard for me to find a place to talk." Hania sighed, "You're an idiot."

He shouldn't have been so devious, telling Nabel Neal directly that if he confessed, there would be a kiss, and the matter should have been resolved long ago.

How could there be such a stupid and cowardly original sin?

Haniya lifted Nabolnir's face with one hand, and kissed his tight lips.The kiss was much gentler this time, but the prime minister seemed to have been wronged just now, and instead of cooperating, he bit Haniya's lips in aggrieved and angry manner.He didn't use any strength, so Haniya let him bite indulgently until he calmed down and let go of the tip of his teeth.

"Cry." Haniya touched the corners of Nabel Neal's eyes, which were suffocated into water red.He was so wronged, but he didn't shed a single tear—it wasn't like this when he was a little bat.

Napoleon looked at him with foggy eyes, obvious confusion.

"You didn't seem to cry much when you were Beelzebub." Haniya whispered to him, brushing away the hair sticking to his cheeks with her fingers, "It's actually okay, you can cry if you want. I know you are hell Prime Minister, but you are the same as everyone in front of me, so you don’t have to control your emotions.”

Napoleon blinked, and tears came pattering down.

Haniya skillfully wiped his tears, but did not coax him not to cry as usual, but whispered softly, "I dote on Nabonir, not because he looks softer and more fragile and needs to be loved, but because I I want to pamper him, but he is worth it. Even if he keeps a cold face and doesn’t cry, make trouble, or act like a baby, eat three angels in one meal, and dare to fight God on the battlefield, I still want to hold him in the palm of my hand.”

"You don't have to pretend to be a little bat, I'll love you just as much." He lowered his head to lick Nathaniel's salty eyelashes, and kissed his eyes soothingly, "The Prime Minister of Hell can also ask for my kisses and hugs, Ask me to tell you a bedtime story, ask for all the intimacy you want. You can be a master, you can be a fallen angel, you can be sinful, you can be intimidating, and it won't stop me from walking a few steps I am reluctant to let you go by yourself, as long as you agree. I love you not because of what you are, but because I want to love you, want you, and want you to be happy."

"As long as you tell me, as long as you ask me, I will give you anything."

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