His Highness traded his IQ for top-notch beauty

In Gaya's cognition, kissing is just a way of greeting. After all, God used to like to kiss his forehead and say good morning and good night, so even if the other party is the notorious Darkness, Gaya would I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

He rubbed his forehead and raised a smiling face: "Then here it is."

Ian put him on the round table, sat down himself, and closed the curtains casually.

The light-colored velvet curtain let in a sliver of sunlight, which was better than nothing at best, and he could barely see the slightly pale face of the man in front of him.

Although he has the same appearance as God, but there is never a smile on his face.

"Gently, don't bite me." Maybe still afraid of Darkness's identity, Gaya had a lot of leeway to say this.

As soon as the words fell, the body was pulled by a pulling force, and before he could react, there was a soft touch on his forehead.

Gaya stopped her movements and seriously felt the changes in her body.

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 10 minutes passed...

"I didn't change back!"

The dumpling in front of me has not changed at all, it is still so round and fat.

"Will I never be able to change back in this life..." Gaya's small face instantly collapsed, and her back was dark.

Ian stood up, as if he didn't want to continue playing this childish game with him.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Ian, and try here again." Gaya hurriedly stood up and grabbed Ian's little finger.

He pursed his lips and pointed to his own lips: "It's as if you can't fix it. (Maybe it's here)"

Ian turned his head, and in a daze, he seemed to see the honey-colored little curly hair. He held the cake box with a guilty expression on his face, saying that the cake broke because he was flying too fast, but it still passed through his lips that time. Tasted the cake.

It's cloyingly sweet.

"Sorry, I have no such obligation." But the words that came out of his mouth were like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month.

Gaya looked at his back in disappointment, and nodded with her two little hands together: "Well, you really don't have the obligation to help me, but Mr. Ian, thank you anyway."

Ian glanced at him, and the raised Adam's apple slid up and down his neck.

Considering the possibility that he may never return to human form again, Gaya seems to have a dark cloud over his head all day long. Wherever he goes, there is a haze, and the puffs in his hand are no longer sweet.

When he came to Ivil City, not only did he lose Ginny, but even the ruby ​​that God gave him was gone, and he didn't know how long it would take to maintain this state.

In front of the fireplace, the jumping orange fire reflected Gaya's round, bitter face.

He sighed softly, got up and patted his buttocks, and walked upstairs with two thin legs.

Ian usually doesn't seem to have any recreational activities, or it should be said that his life is very regular, and he basically falls asleep in bed by ten o'clock.

Having been here for so long, Gaya has never had a room of her own, not even a place to sleep, and spent most of her time sleeping under Ian’s bed, even though she shares the same bed with Ian every time she wakes up , Gaya thought it was probably because he slept too badly, or he was habitually and unconsciously looking for a comfortable place, so he simply didn't take it too seriously.

He quietly walked under Ian's bed and found a small corner to lie down on.

Looking up, I can just see the bright moon outside the window, hanging high in the sky, it looks only the size of a grape.

When I was in the temple before, the moon I saw was very big and round, God especially liked to sit under the moonlight and caress the flowers and plants, while I lay in his arms and fell asleep.

Gaya put her two small hands under her chest, like a farmer holding a kitten.

He leaned against the wall, shivering slightly because of the dampness of the cold night, and finally fell asleep slowly overwhelmed by drowsiness.

There was an extremely slight sound on the bed, like the rubbing of clothes, a pair of thin white feet protruded from the bed, and the slender nightgown drooped, faintly brushing beside the straight calves.

The man slowly knelt down on the ground and looked under the bed.

Sure enough, here.

He raised his hand to gently fish out the sleeping little dumpling. The unconscious dumpling was as soft as a lump of rice cake, allowing the man to hold him in his hand and knead it.

In the end, Xiaotuanzi covered the man's quilt, rested on his pillow, and nestled his head against his chest, his round belly rising and falling rhythmically with the sound of breathing.

After a long time, the man lowered his head, his eyelashes revealed a shadow on the eyelids, and the roots were distinct.

The kiss was not so much a kiss as it was just a touch on Tuanzi's lips.

All of a sudden, a puff of white smoke rose slowly, and Tuanzi's palm-sized wings trembled in the smog, its honey-colored curly hair was tied in a loose braid, and a few strands of hair brushed the corners of its bright red lips.

The reason why the frog turned back into a prince in the end was because he got a real loving kiss from the princess.

****

"Chirp chirp~"

"Don't make noise, little bird, let me sleep for a while..." Early in the morning, eager bird calls lingered in my ears, Gaya didn't wake up, she scratched her head and turned over to mutter a few words.

only……

and many more!

He raised his hand again, tentatively stroking the curly hair with his fingertips.

Still awake, he couldn't help thinking seriously: When I became a dumpling, did I have hair?

He sat upright like a carp, and in an instant, a dazzling white flashed in front of his eyes.

"Ginni!" Gaya exclaimed excitedly, then raised her hand.

The chubby little bird flapped its wings excitedly in the air, landed on Gaya's index finger, and rubbed its little head against his face affectionately.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Gaya held the little bird in her arms, her light-colored pupils sparkling with water.

wait a minute, this is...

He withdrew his hand and carefully looked at a few long, thin fingers. This shape seemed to be different from the tentacled hands of Tuanzi!

Gaya got out of bed and ran to the window, carefully observing her face against the glass.

Really...really changed back to human form!

He turned his head and looked impatiently at the bedroom in front of him, wanting to see if he had returned to the temple.

But with the hard and cold furniture and setting, and the dark tones, this is still Ian's castle.

Then he won't be able to see his transformation back into human form!Gaya thought in despair.

Impossible, impossible, if he knew that he was Gaya, he would have executed Fa-rectification right then and there.

"I'm so lucky!" Gaya hugged Ginny tightly, and gently touched his round head with his lips.

Ginny looked left and right, then flew away from Gaya's hand, pecked out a pen from the pen holder on the table, and wrote a paragraph of words on the paper with his mouth:

Someone directed me to look for you here. Let's find a way to return to the God Realm while there is no one here.

Gaya tilted her head and asked, "Do you know how to go back to the God Realm?"

Kinney: ...

Although Ian had promised that he would never leave the castle for half a step in the future, when Gaya turned back into a human form and found Ginny, the desire to return to the temple began to stir.

Although I don't know where Ian is now, but now is an excellent opportunity.

He casually picked up Ginny and put it in his arms, looked around at the gate of the castle, and after confirming that Ian would not be coming back for a while, he ran out.

It's just that he didn't take two steps, and his pace suddenly slowed down.

His thin eyebrows were frowned, and he turned his head, looking at the castle surrounded by dead vines——

I thought of the warm fireplace, the ugly little snowman, and the sweet smell of the cake...

In fact, getting along these days, I feel that Ian is really not the kind of villain who does all kinds of evil. On the contrary, he is even nice to himself, always silently remembering his preferences in his heart, and even when his life is hanging by a thread, turning over Search for yourself throughout the entire city of Evil.

Moreover, if he left too, he would really be left alone in that huge castle.

Gaya hesitated, pacing up and down in place.

Just when he was at his wit's end, a sweet smell of butter suddenly seemed to pour into his nostrils.

Gaya immediately raised his head, reflexively looking for the source of the fragrance.

I didn't realize it before, but there is a small dessert shop in the shopping street opposite the castle.

For a moment, the question of whether to go or not was completely forgotten by Gaya. At this time, all he could see was the dessert shop and the rows of beautiful pastries placed in the glass showcase at the door.

Gaya trotted over, bent her knees slightly, stared enviously at the delicious pastries.

There are many novel desserts that I have never seen before, and I can't name them.

"Customer, what do you want?" There was a rough voice from inside the store.

Gaya followed the prestige, and a fat figure slowly appeared at the door of the shop.

It was indescribable, it was clearly a human body, but there was a pig's head, and the fat was piled up in all directions. This visual stimulation shocked him greatly.

The cakes made by Mingming look so beautiful and delicious.

But Gaya kept admonishing herself in her heart not to judge people by their cover.

"I just looked around, I didn't want to buy it, I'm sorry." Knowing that he was delaying other people's business, Gaya straightened up immediately, and subconsciously stepped back with both feet.

"It's okay." Boss Zhujing looked at him straight, "It's also okay to come in and try my newly developed chocolate sundae."

On his fat neck, the huge Adam's apple slides up and down.

When Gaya heard this, she immediately regained her spirits:

"Is it really possible? Will it take advantage of you too much?"

"Where is it, I just need someone to help me taste it. If I think it's okay, I'll officially sell it." The owner of the pig essence rubbed the pig's trotters, and with a smile, Hengrou covered his eyes tightly.

"Then I won't be polite." Simple as Gaya, she firmly believed in the words of the pig essence boss.

He walked briskly and entered the house in a blink of an eye.

The aroma of various desserts mixed together is like heaven, and the dazzling array of desserts in the glass cabinet makes Gaya's index finger move wildly.

"The chocolate sundae is upstairs, come with me." Boss Pig Essence smiled and turned around, waving his dirty trotters at Gaya.

"Ugh..."

Just when Gaya followed Pig Jing upstairs, he suddenly heard an extremely imperceptible whimpering sound from somewhere.

He stopped and looked around curiously.

"Little angel." Boss Zhu Jing poked out half of his head from the corner of the stairs, the dim light cast a strange shadow on his face, "here is the sundae~"

Gaya immediately put the whimpering behind her, took small steps, and happily followed up to the second floor, flapping her little wings.