The American strong and miserable villains always want to stick with me [Quick wear]

The smuggling plan went smoothly unexpectedly.

Ansair was among the last to return to heaven, and no one could find out with a cover-up technique.

The Sixth Heaven is the residence of Seraphs and Cherubs, and the land is vast and sparsely populated, so there is nothing to worry about.

Since the God of Light will pay attention, Ansair needs to minimize his actions towards the little Goss, because if the God of Light suddenly finds a mass of nothingness in Seraphim's arms—this scene is too weird no matter how you think about it.

Still, Goss loves to do cute little tricks.

Ansair would deal with a lot of things in the palace every day, and Goss would run around and play, and when he was tired, he would find Ansair who was writing before the case, and he would sit in Ansair's arms as a matter of course, feeling satisfied The ground sticks to Seraph's neck.

Because Seraphim never refused him, and no one else dared to do so, Ansair's arms were designated as his own territory by him.

Children like to have something special about themselves.

And what could be more special than a beautiful Seraph with six wings?

Therefore, Goss often grows in places where Ansair often lives, such as office rooms, libraries, and bedroom beds.

Very clingy.

As for Ansair...of course it is very useful.

Who knows, the feeling of having a soft dumpling who only kisses you and listens to your words is so pleasant.

It is also the first time for him to manage a relationship with a cub, and he has read a lot of books and consulted a lot of information for this.

According to the book, raising a cub depends first on the financial situation of the guardian.

As the guardian, Ansair dug out his small treasury, looked at the rare treasures and accessories sent by various lower-level angels, and nodded: qualified.

Goss took Ansair's coat and held up a sapphire earring: "This is like the color of your eyes! Can you put it on my ear!"

Ans Aire has no pierced ears, and all ear studs are a status symbol.He looked down into Goss's shining eyes and said, "No."

Goston paused, obviously before even the necklace on Seraph's neck would be untied and given to him if he liked it.He was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because I don't allow you to have wounds on your body." Ansair was like a very violent father.

Seraphim took the earring, picked up the conversion device from the jewelry box, and transformed the earring into a uniquely designed gemstone brooch with a few clicks.

"Look," Ansair pinned the brooch to Goss' heart, "it's better this way."

Goss touched the blue brooch on his chest, which was as blue as a blazing angel, and smiled brightly: "Thank you Ansair!"

Ansair thought to himself, Goss is definitely an angel.

Then, guardians have to consider how raising a cub will affect them.

After Clapham reported to work, he suddenly asked, "Are you in a good mood recently?"

Ansair blinked: "Really?"

"Of course," Clapham said one by one, breaking his fingers, "Although there is still no expression, it is obvious that the face is not so serious; the coercion is obviously restrained, and there is almost no sense of oppression; sometimes Will be in a daze for no reason..."

Clapham's face turned into a gossip looking into his boss's love life: "You, are, thinking, what—?"

Ansair pushed Clapham's face away mercilessly: "It's none of your business."

"I'll see!" said Clapham enthusiastically, "and see which one takes our Archangel's heart!"

Goss, who had captured the Archangel's heart, booed: "Oh! Who is it!" Then he received a light flap of Seraph's wings.

The next one is to determine your own role positioning.

Ansair forced his expression to become kind, and asked Goss: "Do you think you lack a father, a mother, or a brother?"

Goss tilted his head and said without hesitation: "There is a book that says that the sign of a man's success is a beautiful wife. I think I lack a beautiful wife."

"..." Ansair resumed his expressionless face, "That book was a lie to you. The sign of a man's success is a position of power and strength like mine."

Goss: "Want a beautiful wife."

Ansair: "Okay, you want an older brother."

This time there was no continuous muttering from Riggs, Ansair looked at the next item: Are you ready for breastfeeding?

Ansair looked at the cover again with a slumped face: on it was a large "Cub Raising Guide", and then there was a row of very small "Mother's Edition" in the corner.

When Ansair is replaced with the "Dad Edition", the corresponding question is: Are you ready to carry the family.

Ansair made an exception and raised Goss, nodded: No problem, I can lift it.

Goss suddenly lifted: ?

The next question is, is there a secure enough place to live?

Ansair originally wanted to consider this question as qualified, because it is impossible for anyone to pose a threat to the Seraphim's residence in the sixth heaven.

But the danger could obviously come from another person: the God of Light.

Goss climbed onto Ansair's lap again and leaned back.

The God of Light suddenly asked Ansair: "Why are your clothes suddenly wrinkled?"

Ansair said calmly: "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder and don't like the original folds."

Goss let out another breath of comfort.

God of Light: "Why did your hair shake suddenly?"

Ansair: "...there is wind."

God of Light: "...Do you mean that there is a draft in your bedroom where the windows are not open?"

Ansair: "It's Clapham's prank. He was messing with me about his workload."

The God of Light's tone returned to normal: "That's right, angels should work harder and increase their workload appropriately."

The orders spoken from the mouth of the God of Light are oracles, and the angels must obey them.

Ansair nodded, "I will." Sorry, Clapham.

Thanks to the arrogance of the God of Light, he is unwilling to talk to any angel other than Seraphim, so he cannot learn the truth of the matter.

After the God of Light looked away and would not come back for a short time, Ansair looked around at Goss and sighed, "Play with Clapham more to make it up to him."

Goss didn't understand why, but Goss listened to Ansair very much.

The next day, Clapham, whose workload increased sharply and was constantly disturbed by Goss: "?"

The next one is to ensure that the cubs do not leave their sight at all times, hug, feed and keep them clean frequently.

Ansair was a little embarrassed, it seemed that he couldn't do it well.

But he did what he could for a week, with a daily schedule of three cuddles, three feedings, and helping with cleaning.

Facing Goss' protest, Ansair insisted: "This is the most scientific way to raise you."

A week later, Clapham saw Ansair who was studying the book on raising cubs, and asked in amazement, "Lord Ansair, why are you reading the baby edition?"

Seraphim slowly turned to the cover again, and saw the label on the back that was smaller than the father's version: baby version.

That night, Ansair and Goss sat face to face on the bed in the bedroom, and Goss puffed up and asked, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Ansair admitted his mistake sincerely: "I'm sorry."

Goss stood up and put his hands on his hips: "Starting today, I will hug you three times a day, feed you three times, and bathe you!"

Ansair opened his mouth, but closed it for good reason.

The next day, Clapham was reporting on the status of Angel's power of light cultivation, when the door was suddenly opened with a "bang".

Clapham turned his head in shock to see Goss standing there menacingly.

Then he heard Ansair cough twice, and said in a low voice, "There are still people..."

Before he finished speaking, Goss shot into Ansair's arms like a cannonball.

"Three times agreed upon is three times!"

Clapham: "?!"

At noon, Goss picked up the spoon, patted Ansair on the shoulder, and said, "Open your mouth."

Ansair was expressionless.

Goss patted again: "Open your mouth."

I have to say that God is a good reincarnation, and now Goss's feeding movements are all learned from Ansair.

In the end, Ansair, as an enlightened guardian who would take responsibility for his own mistakes, cooperated.

The meal took about an hour.

At night.Goss stood in front of the bathroom door: "Let me in."

Silent.

Goss: "If you won't let me in now, I'll have you in tomorrow morning."

"I'm not a baby," Ansair said from inside the door.

Goss: "Me neither."

Ansair: "..."

Ansair had no choice but to let him in.

Little Goss raised his eyebrows: "Do you take a shower and get dressed?"

Ansair whispered: "...I was really wrong. Don't do this."

Goss looked at the angel's pitiful look, snorted, and pushed the door out: "I hope you know how to listen to the cub's advice!"

After a week of embarrassment and fun, Ansair switched to the toddler's book and the dad's book, and moved on to the next one.

For young children, education is very important.

That's it, Anse Eltoji mused, his knowledge finally being useful.

Due to the lack of educational resources in Paradise, Goss agreed to let Ansair temporarily act as the teacher: "Okay, so what do you know?"

Ansair said: "Battle moves, light magic."

Goss: "So you only know how to fight?"

Ansair: "..." He fights really well.

Goss continued to ask: "Don't you know the practical knowledge of cooking, organizing, and storing?"

Ansair: "..." These tasks of his are under the responsibility of the lower angels.

Goss sighed: "Children's textbook knowledge and common sense should be known, right?"

Ansair: "..." Oops, he only knows the most advanced knowledge, and it's still the kind that can be understood at a glance.How do you say this?

Goss finally asked him: "Then interpersonal communication should be possible, how should I get along with others?"

Ansair: "..." He lives in the sixth heaven every day, and others treat him with a respectful attitude, and he never thinks about socializing.

Ansair had a gloomy day, his wings drooped, and he felt that he really failed as a seraphim.

Goss had no choice but to comfort his useless Seraph guardian: "It's okay, we can invite other angels to come to class, and the two of us will study together, okay?"

The author has something to say:

These two chapters are relatively easy hahahaha

Now it's just a family relationship