The devil is working

I'm afraid it's not the Creator God, right?

Is Chuang Shi Shen so boring?

"Tsk."

Michael lay flat with his eyes closed, tried his best to imagine the air beside him, and said:

"how have you been?"

"When are you referring to? Came here? Or in hell?" Lucifer's tone became a little indifferent. He still can't let go of Michael's sword, but if he really killed Michael ...

Lao Lu looked at his palm and fell into deep thought.

Michael quietly pinched the hem of his clothes: "Although it has been a long time, I still want to say sorry."

Lao Lu turned his back to Michael, pretending to be relaxed: "Oh."

After waiting for Lucifer to fall asleep, Michael opened his eyes and stayed up all night.

He turned his head occasionally, and could only see the back of Lao Lu's head.

Although he wanted to touch it, Michael still chose to nest beside him obediently.

They are political enemies, enemies.

It is beyond imagination to be able to speak human language well without drawing swords and cutting each other, without using light magic and black magic to confront each other.

Michael, you should be satisfied.

He said so to himself.

In 20xx, I am in a good mood today.

Hit Michael and bring him home.

He hasn't had a good time since taking my place.Questioned by other Seraphs, mocked and provoked by demons from hell.

He worked hard and persevered.

He is so busy that he has no personal space, and he has to strictly abide by the rules and regulations. Every meeting after the Fallen Angel is either a distant battlefield or a negotiating table between the two sides.

We were so far apart during that time, and now I'm in bed with him.

He wore my clothes and unexpectedly thought they looked better than the gorgeous clothes of the Archangel.

Michael was a little nervous. It’s been a long time since I saw him. I don’t know if he can swing his sword to cut me when he is so thin.

Haha, he has become very strong.

Want to learn from each other.

In the last sentence, his ears were so red that he wanted to take a bite.

—— Demon Lord Lucifer.

Early in the morning, Lao Lu and Michael brushed their teeth and rinsed their mouths side by side.

Michael was a bit shorter than him, but he didn't seem to have anything to do when asked.

The Archangel next to him has black eyes, and he must have not slept last night.Lao Lu saw him brushing his teeth and washing his face like "chicken pecking at the rice". After he finished cleaning, he pushed him down on the mattress and covered him with a quilt:

"Go to sleep, my Archangel."

Michael was so sleepy that his consciousness was blurred. He consciously got into a ball under the blanket, smelling the smell of Lucifer and closing his eyes.

Lucifer went downstairs to buy breakfast. He knew very early on that his body could not violate the rules of this world, so he knew that Michael felt uncomfortable when he stayed up late, but he was still a little worried.

That little guy may not understand anything when he first arrives.

He gradually became familiar with the rules and took him with him when necessary.

The sound of the door opening on the old road was very small, and he was still thinking, if Michael lived alone, he would be easily deceived by others.Also, he can't use magic anymore.

he will be dangerous...

Pushing open the door and entering, I saw Michael sleeping soundly with his clothes in his arms, with his long white legs exposed.

Lao Lu lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose. Too bad, he forgot to buy pants.

"what is this?"

Michael, who had slept for a while, held a cup of steaming soy milk, opened his eyes in a daze and asked Lucifer who was cracking eggs.

"Soymilk, it's delicious, try it."

Lucifer bought three eggs, first peeled one for Michael, and then put one on the windowsill for the old dragon.He also bought meat porridge, Michael seldom eats this kind of thing and thinks it tastes good.

"Are you ready to go out?"

Michael saw that he had changed his clothes, and felt that it was very novel for the big devil to wear this, and it was a rare encounter.

"Go to work to make money," Lucifer bent down and wiped off the egg yolk from Michael's mouth: "to support the family."

After speaking, Lao Lu left the house in a hurry.

Michael at the small square table drank the cold soy milk in small sips. After eating the eggs at a snail-like speed, he rolled into the quilt and didn't want to come out.

Why is the body getting smaller and the mental age getting smaller?

He is an archangel, he must withstand the temptation of the devil!

Michael got up and drank water wildly, and after calming down for a while, he turned back into the appearance of the Archangel in the past.

On the other hand, Lucifer was sneaking fish while at work.

Michael's appearance is probably at the stage of a high school student, and it is not very good to go out to work. Everyone wants adults not to look for too young ones.

If he wants to make money, he can only work part-time.

But Lao Lu also understands that what Michael needs most is cramming reading, and he has to send it to school if he has no time to teach.

Here comes the problem, Michael doesn't have an ID card either.

The two of them are a pair of black households.

What if the census comes to your door?

Will there be a problem with the gun on the telegraph pole... Lao Lu knows that the giant pits among human beings are getting deeper and deeper, so he asked the old You Tiao for help. Task.

Lao Lu thought that Lao Youtiao wanted sex, but later Lao Youtiao led the police to block the door of Lao Lu's house. Lucifer opened the door for a second and then quickly closed it!

Then he pulled out the quilt and covered Michael's body!

Lao Lu was ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh in his heart, hating himself why he didn't buy pants yet? !

Then, the door opened at the speed of light.

The old fritters were stupefied with the policeman's face:

"Dude, what are you doing?"

Lucifer didn't pant, but a drop of sweat fell from his forehead.

"What did you bring the police for?"

The old fried dough stick looked inside desperately, and joked:

"Get a household registration, or come to fight pornography?"

With this sentence, the policeman next to the old fried dough stick immediately became energetic.

4, 4. Buy a bread

In 20xx, a new day, a new experience.

Michael never knew allergies could be so difficult.

When Lucifer came back, he brought him a seafood porridge. After eating a few mouthfuls, Michael developed a red rash on his leg, which was itchy and painful.Old Lu refused to let him catch him, so he took a rope and tied his hands behind his back with a very firm attitude.

The old dragon, who had seen through the world outside the window, ate up Michael's half very unceremoniously, and then went back to squat to look at his little puppet.

Michael was thrown on the bed, and the old dragon laughed wildly in his heart, showing sympathy and pity on the surface:

"The world is hot."

The old way rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and found a 999 Piyanping from the horns, and carefully checked the expiration date.

Well, it works.

Originally, Michael wanted to rub it himself, but he couldn't help scratching it when he touched the red bump.Lucifer didn't like it, and Michael scratched his thigh.

Lucifer narrowed his eyes slightly, and slapped Michael's hand: "Disobedient?"

He didn't control the strength for a while, and the old road hit hard. Not only did Michael's hands and legs turn red, but his face also turned red.

The old dragon peeped quietly, tsk tsk tsk, your boss is still your boss, and Lao Lu will still beat you when he becomes a devil!

Michael, you are done.

Only after finishing the old road did he regret it a little bit, but he is a serious devil, and he can't stare at others endlessly.

"Lie on your stomach, you also need to paint on your back."

Michael turned over, obedient and well-behaved as he was a long time ago.

Lao Lu lifted the dress, and sure enough... he didn't see a few red rashes.

Mistake, mistake... ahem.

Squeeze a little of the white ointment and spread it evenly with your fingertips.Old Lu didn't think it was good enough, he thought it would be best to dip a little bit on each finger, he could hold Michael's waist with one hand, and if he used more force, it would leave marks on the skin.

It is easy for him to gather fragrant roses.

"Knock knock knock."

Lao Lu took out his hand with a cold face and opened the door.

Oh hoo, there are police.

He slammed the door shut and tucked Michael under the covers.

Lao Youtiao and the police came in, and they were surprised to see a person hiding under the blanket.

Michael showed a small face, looking as if he had been bullied miserably.

Lao Youtiao didn't expect you to be such an old road, Lao Lu, and was stunned:

"Life is very nourishing..."

Damn, the old Youtiao is a single dog, the other Youtiao are a sticky couple, and he is naked from beginning to end.

The police were not surprised, and were about to speak, when the old road blocked their sight:

"This is my brother. He is allergic and uncomfortable. You can ask me if you have anything."

Brother... Michael shrank into a ball, not wanting to make a sound at this moment.

It's just my brother, Lucifer only talked about their relationship to deal with them.

The old Youtiao and the police told them to go to the police station on Friday, not only to check the place of origin but also to record DNA and fingerprints.Lao Lu agreed, and when they were gone, he wanted to go to the pharmacy to buy anti-allergic medicine for his nemesis Michael, but there was no sign of improvement after taking the medicine.

The weak Michael turned his back to the old road, trying to use the healing technique while pinching the rash.

Of course, it's useless.

Without further ado, Lao Lu was about to drag Michael to the clinic, but when he thought that the other party's pants hadn't been worn yet, he put on his pajama pants that hadn't dried yet.

Michael had never worn such a weird outfit, and he refused to go downstairs to the clinic no matter what.

With a cold face, Lao Lu picked him up and walked towards the stairs.

The archangel fluttered shamefully and angrily: "Put me down!"

Snapped!

Old Lu: "Keep making trouble, fuck you!"

He was really angry, Michael was not obedient when he was a kid, and he is still the same after living for so long!

Before going far, the police and the old fried dough stick who went door-to-door to conduct a census were silently looking at each other.

Police: Young lovers, having fun, I understand.

Old Youtiao: You lied to me that you are my younger brother!break up!

When he got to the clinic, Michael had to get an injection.

The black-hearted clinic charged 500 yuan, and Lao Lu hesitated.

Michael held Lucifer's hand when he took out the money: "Go back, I