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When Haniya woke up and found that she had slept on the inner side of the bed again and hugged the Prime Minister, she had basically given up struggling.

This position obviously came from him in his sleep, and he couldn't blame anyone else.

This is already the third day that the Prime Minister of Hell has returned to an adult state. No matter how Haniya regulates his sleeping position before going to bed, it can't change the result of his instinctive contact with Nabolnir.

And Nathaniel clearly enjoyed his proximity, waking up in his arms with a happy but restrained rub against his face.

Haniya is a little bit self-absorbed, but also feels that it is not bad to make Nabel Neil happy.

Because of his repulsion, Napoleon has been very obedient these days, and has not done anything out of line, at most, he sneakily rubbed his face when he woke up.However, his words became less and he hardly spoke. Haniya didn’t talk to him, so he just stayed quietly by himself, just silently helping Haniya with his official duties, and then silently followed him one step at a time.

Haniya feels that he is like a dog that is not liked by the owner, which is very distressing.Whenever the other party looked at him with those moist and hot eyes, Hania had to recite the rules of angels silently in his heart again and again in order to restrain the urge to comfort him.

It is really difficult to reject Nai Bo Nier, but Haniya is an angel after all.

He even thought that it would be fine if the person the other party wants to pursue is not him. No matter whether he really likes it or not, as long as it is not him, no one will be willing to make the prime minister of hell feel so wronged.But when Haniya thinks this way, he can hardly restrain himself from feeling a certain kind of irritability.

He tried to let himself let go of his concern about this matter, and wanted to face Nabolnir with a normal heart, but he couldn't do it.The other party's eyes were so revealing that they could almost strip him naked.

Haniya was distracted by the other party's obvious love and her repeated mentality. Finally, after finishing her official duties that day, she took Naibonir to the training ground.He still remembered the tears that burst from the dike when he wanted to compete with Nabel Neil in the previous jihad, and he didn't dare to use a too blunt tone, and almost asked him carefully, "Let's just practice, shall we?"

"I've always wanted to compete with a demon at the level of original sin," he added, and assured the other party, "I'll touch it lightly, and I will never hurt you."

Naibonir was a little dazed by his request, and couldn't help watching him tilt his head—Haniya had to admit that the other party's gesture was cute even if he was an adult, and then he heard the prime minister Said to him confidently: "But you can't beat me."

Haniya: "..."

Who do you look down on?

The young and energetic Seraph was a little annoyed, and he didn't discuss with others anymore. He crossed his face and walked to the side of the martial arts field and stretched out his hand. Fragments of faith rushed from all directions and merged into beams of soft light, gathered in his hands Become a long sword with a blade like autumn frost.

Nathaniel stood innocently on the other side, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly when he saw this—he didn't mind teaching his little angel himself, but he felt that it was too bullying.

Haniya picked up the sword, stepped forward and rushed towards him quickly.Napoleon saw that his style was like a retreat from Michael's, and instead of advancing, he retreated half a step, and his whole body turned into a black mist.

Seraphim's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't pause in his footsteps, he swung across with his sword, and the wind of the sword lifted the black mist in a smooth arc.The black mist spread around him, and Haniya was not sure whether Nabolnir would be injured by the sword edge in this state, and she didn't immediately receive the next attack under consideration, and was caught off guard by Nabolnir.

Haniya is still too young, and is not familiar with the demons' less open and aboveboard fighting methods, especially Nai Bo Nier is afraid that he will hurt him, so his fighting methods are much more roundabout.

The black mist clings to Haniya's body finely and densely. It is light but sticky, making it impossible for him to move freely. Even the sword is wrapped in tenderness, making it difficult to swing it.It was as if he was wrapped in a cloud, or trapped in a dark and sweet dream. The soft black mist gently brushed his cheeks, as if there was no intention of coercion, but it really imprisoned him.

Haniya, who has always been quite talented in swordsmanship, never expected that he would be restricted in his actions after only meeting him, and his previous indignation suddenly became a little muted—the black mist of the opponent clearly did not have such an effect during the jihad.

He tried to get rid of the black mist, and the cool and delicate mist passed through his fingers intimately.Haniya suddenly realized that the black mist was Naibao Nier himself, and felt uncomfortable all over, almost stammering, "...let go."

"I won." The prime minister's voice sounded around him, sounding a little smug.

"Yeah," Haniya was still a little annoyed at first, but she couldn't help being amused when she heard what he said. She laughed and simply admitted defeat, "Okay, you won."

The black mist tightened little by little, and condensed back into a large Prime Minister of Hell in front of Hania.His whole body was hung on Haniya's body, with his arms wrapped around the other's waist, sticky, like a big dog of a relative.

The prime minister is tall, only a little shorter than Haniya, so as long as Haniya lowers his head slightly, he can see that the ancestor who hugged him tightly is also smiling.

In all fairness, Nabil Neil is not a person with expressive expressions. Although Haniya can always easily feel the emotions of the other party for some reason, his expression is indeed dull.However, his facial features are relatively profound. When he smiled, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his whole face suddenly became brighter. His brows and eyes stretched, and his mint-colored eyes narrowed slightly, as if filled with sweetness. Wang Mi.

Haniya just glanced at it, as if hit by some large-scale magic, her heart was so soft that it melted.

In the past few days, the impression of the Prime Minister of Hell has really changed too quickly. This person has changed from a crying little devil to a soft little milk cake without stopping, and suddenly swelled into a A big trouble that was so dangerous that it could put him in prison at any time, but Hania couldn't push him away when the other party smiled like this.

Why is it so...cute.

He was in a trance for a moment, and Napoleon keenly seized the opportunity to move over.Haniya tilted her head subconsciously, and was slapped on the cheek by the prime minister.

When he missed a shot, Nabolnir didn't force it, and obediently withdrew his head, lay on Haniya's chest and smacked his lips while watching him.

Haniya: "..."

He was really angry and funny, "Are you quite sorry?"

"Well," Neibao Nier was really regretful, and couldn't help looking at him expectantly with a pair of bright eyes, "Dear."

"...No kiss." Haniya forced her face sullenly, and pressed Nabel Neal's shoulder to push him away a little, "One more time, let's fight hard, you don't use the black mist with the sword."

He remembered that Michael said that the prime minister of hell also used a sword.

Naibao Nier was not very happy, but still nodded, retreated to the other side of the martial arts arena, and stretched out his hand to call out his own sword.The rapier he used to use, the sword of the Queen of Heaven was also stained black by hell, with a strange aura.

He doesn't want to use a sword very much. One is that there are no traces left by previous sword practice on his hands now, and it is always awkward to hold a sword; Accidentally hurt his little angel.

The prime minister shook his sword in distaste, and decided to do something small.

Haniya's swordsmanship was taught by Michael alone, and even surpassed the vice-lord of the Kingdom of Heaven in terms of swordsmanship alone, so he was even more shocked when he was suppressed by Naibonir again.It was difficult for him to see the sticky little original sin following him from the opponent's fighting style. His attacks were too sharp and absolute, and every sword was soaked in the smell of blood, which was completely useless. ultimate move.

This is the real prime minister of hell.

Haniya was amazed by the strength of the opponent, but thinking about Nabolnir's identity, she felt that it should be taken for granted.

The prime minister's attacking pace was a bit weird, he almost didn't defend, just kept attacking, using the sharp tip of the sword to force the opponent into his own trap, and he was born to suppress the straight-forward swordsmanship that angels are used to.The proud Seraphim could hardly withstand his attack, and was forced to retreat again and again by the slender sword wind, only a small gap could not be defended, and the sword was picked up by Naibonir.

Having lost twice in a short period of time, the little Seraph, who hadn't experienced any setbacks, widened her eyes, and almost couldn't bear the subtle annoyance—it would be fine if she lost to someone else, he didn't want to be in Naibao Nier It looks so embarrassing in front of you.

But Naibonir also dropped his sword and rushed at him, and Haniya immediately realized that the opponent wanted to fight hand-to-hand.

Angels are not good at hand-to-hand combat, because they are not elegant enough, and because of the fragility of the spirit body itself.However, when Haniya was created, she inherited the blood of the gods, and after she went to the world, she was thoroughly tempered by God with the blood of the gods. She is definitely the most powerful spirit body in heaven.Haniya was hit bloody, and small golden flames ignited in her eyes, and she rushed forward swiftly.

With their physical fitness, purely physical blows are almost impossible to cause damage.In particular, it was difficult for Haniya to control his punches to the flesh. Whenever he was about to touch Nabolnir's body, he would subconsciously withdraw his strength, as if he was afraid of hurting someone.

The same is true for Nabil Neil, but he obviously didn't expect Haniya to protect him unconsciously, and there was a slight joy in his expression.

Compared with the tyrannical original sin of hell, Haniya still has too little experience in hand-to-hand combat, and was quickly brought down by Nai Bonier on the ground.After being attacked from all sides one after another, Haniya's arrogance has been dispelled by Naibonir, and she has lost her temper. The whole person is very convinced.

"You're amazing," Hania sighed while lying on the ground, and couldn't help laughing when she saw the flying dust on the two of them, "You're so fierce."

Nabil Neil straddled his waist, pressed him firmly, and blinked, "It's not fierce."

Haniya fell silent.The Prime Minister was obviously very relaxed, Haniya could feel the softness and warmth of the legs and buttocks pressing on him through the two layers of clothing, and they were submissively touching the muscles of his abdomen.After realizing it, he became hot and raised his hand stiffly, trying to throw the other person off.

Nabil Neil pressed down his hand, then leaned over to suck Haniya's lips.

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Nai Bo Nier: Can do nothing but force kiss [Weak and helpless and pitiful QAQ

Haniya: I#&×*##&×*#...