His Highness traded his IQ for top-notch beauty

"What chance, I'm afraid you never thought of letting me go."

Ian raised his hand to hold the scepter, the holy light folded, and his hand was instantly buried in the scorching heat.

But he didn't intend to let go, but increased his strength and pulled the divine staff over.

The ulcer began to spread, spreading from the palm to the arm.

"Ian! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo and Ian!" This was probably the first time Gaya cried so sadly since he was born, seeing Ian burnt into a burning man by the holy light, he had no choice but to shout, "God! I know I was wrong! I'll go back, I'll go back with you, don't hurt him anymore."

After hearing these words, Yannis suddenly withdrew the magic staff.

Gaya promised to go back with him, which is really great news.

But in this game, he still lost, and it was a crushing defeat.

"Darkness." Yannis said coldly, "The most regretful thing I've ever done in my life is to release you, a demon."

Even though his entire arm was burnt brown, Ian still insisted on standing upright. He watched Yannis hug Gaya's hand, and said in a low voice:

"Don't touch him."

Yannis sneered, raised his hand and pushed Gaya out.

Enduring the severe pain, Ian raised his hand to catch Gaya.

"Take care of your ugly hand, Gaya can't see blood." Yannis turned around, his long hair covering his side face.

Although he couldn't see his expression, the teardrops that slid down his cheeks confirmed——

He is crying.

"Gaya." Yannis suddenly said again.

His tone was still the same as before, revealing endless tenderness and affection.

"I will always wait for you, the gate of the temple is always open for you."

Gaya stared blankly at the back of Yannis, feeling like a lump in her throat.

Ian said that if doing something makes you feel painful, it means that it is wrong, and you should stop in time.

Then why am I in such pain now, I can't even breathe, but I can't figure out what is right and what is wrong in this matter.

He suddenly fell into Ian's arms and burst into tears. The crying was full of grief, mixed with many emotions, towards God, towards Ian, and towards himself.

As the gate of the castle opened slowly, Yannis' back disappeared completely behind the gate, the shock finally stopped, and the city of Evil was once again peaceful.

Ian clutched his injured right hand, feeling a sharp pain.

But the silly child in his arms was still crying, his body was trembling from crying, his breath was choking, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

In just two days, I can't remember how many times Gaya cried. He is really fragile and cannot bear any harm.

But Ian didn't stop him from crying, he just patted his back gently with his healthy hand, because Ian knew that Gaya now needed a way to vent his emotions, even if it was crying wantonly.

****

Ian bit one end of the bandage, combined with the other hand to tie a knot on the injured arm, went to the kitchen to take out the yogurt mousse prepared yesterday, and knocked on the bedroom door with a small plate.

It was quiet inside, and no one responded.

Ian stood for a while, but out of worry, he silently opened the door.

The moonlight gently sprinkled the floor, and a thin figure sat quietly in front of the window.

He rested his chin on his hands and looked at the moon, as if in deep thought.

Ian didn't bother him, he put the small dish on the table and planned to leave.

"Mr. Ian." Gaya suddenly stopped him.

When he turned his head, the moonlight cast a soft halo on his body, reflecting his pale and gentle face.

It's just that the red and swollen walnut-like eyes are really out of tune with him.

Ian walked over, grabbed the cuff with his fingers, and gently wiped Gaya's eyes.

"Am I so bad that so many people feel sad for me?"

"No." Ian said decisively.

"Austin said, follow your heart, and life will become easier in this way. I listened to his words and followed my own heart and chose to stay. Why... I still feel uncomfortable."

When Gaya opened his eyes for the first time, he was on the second floor of the God Realm, where the traffic was so busy that he, a small group of people, was buried in it instantly.From then on, he only dared to walk along the bottom of the wall, and this habit did not change even after he became an adult.

The days of wandering were actually not very pleasant. There was no food, and I could only go to the fountain to drink a little dirty water to survive. It was common for children in the city to be kicked around like a ball. At that time, Gaya often sat Looking at the moon by the pool in a daze, I carefully prayed that I could get a small cake that no one else wanted.

Until he met Yanis, he picked himself up from the ground, looked at himself curiously, and asked his name.At that time, I was very timid, stretched out my hands to touch his face and struggled, and kept screaming.

But Little Cake, who prayed every night, realized his wish at this time.

Yannis held a small puff and asked softly if he wanted to go back with him.

That was the first time Gaya saw Yannis. Although she was afraid, she stopped and looked at him cautiously while shaking her body.

It is different from the angels I usually see. He has no wings, his hair is light platinum, and his eyes are also golden. It seems that the whole person is a shining color. Looking at his face, Gaya felt that his original timidity suddenly The smoke disappeared, holding the little puff given to him by the strange angel in his hand, biting it in small bites, and was carried back to the temple by the angel.

Only later did he know that this gleaming man was the God to whom he had sincerely prayed countless nights.

At the beginning, Gayaji just lived in his dormitory with the Lord God, and slept under his bed most of the time, and was only allowed to sleep on one side of his bed when it was cold.Later, Gaya had her own bedroom, where colorful flowers were planted, the bed was as soft as clouds, and birds sang here every day.

The God Lord would also come here often, and when he was not working, he would hold Gaya to read a book for a while, pinch his little face from time to time, and also gave him the name "Gaya".

Once, the god master came to visit him as usual, and saw a little glutinous rice dumpling running around in the garden, chasing a little butterfly, and kept shouting: "Xiao Fudie, wait for me~!"

It was probably at that moment that the Almighty felt his heart melted. He picked up the dumpling and couldn't help kissing it. The little dumpling unexpectedly turned into a human form, sitting naked on the ground, blinking with big eyes.

He has honey-colored curly hair, eyes as clear as amber, and a pair of small wings stretched out from his back.

Xiaotuanzi didn't seem to realize that he had transformed into a human, and he smiled brightly with open arms: "God, good evening, please give me a hug."

As a god, Yannis's job is to listen to the wishes of the world and realize their wishes. For the first time, he felt that he was also blessed by God, because God gave him the most beautiful gift in the world.

Yannis, who was sitting alone in front of the flower hall, raised his head, and a bright moon seemed to be close at hand.

He looked at the moon, seemed to be in deep thought, and thought of something interesting, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the current Evil City, Gaya may be looking at the same bright moon as himself.

This may be the only unspeakable romance shared between the two of them alone.

****

Gaya was staring at the moon in a daze when she heard the rustling sound of cloth rubbing behind her.

He turned his head and saw that Ian was biting one end of the bandage, while the other hand was skillfully wrapping and binding the wound.

The old bandage that was replaced was covered with blood, and a large swath of red was smeared on the ground.

His heart twitched, and he quickly jumped off the chair and sat next to Ian, stroking his wound gently.

This is a wound caused by the divine scepter. Neither Ian nor himself can heal it. They can only wait for the wound to heal slowly.

"Does it hurt?" Gaya raised her face, her thin eyebrows furrowed into a ball.

Ian shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel it. There is cake in the kitchen, you can eat it yourself."

Gaya sat on the spot in a daze. After a long while, his head suddenly slipped into Ian's arms, with wet tears hanging from the corners of his eyes: "I have no appetite."

He raised his eyes and stared at Ian's face, but his heart still twitched uneasily when he saw his face exactly like Yannis'.

"Go and eat something. You exhausted your energy last night. You haven't eaten anything today. Don't worry me, okay?" Ian raised his other hand and gently stroked the child's disheveled hair with his fingertips. Small curls.

After thinking for a long time, Gaya still nodded obediently.

He bumped down the stairs and brought the cake, instead of eating it himself, he brought it to Ian's mouth, with a bit of aggrieved tone: "You want to eat too."

Ian took a bite without hesitation. After tasting the taste, he suddenly turned his face and kissed Gaya's cheek lightly.

"It's not as sweet as you." After tasting it, Ian came to this conclusion.

At this moment, Gaya, who had been gloomy for a long time, finally showed a smiling face. After giggling twice, she fell into Ian's arms, resting on his lap.

Although he looks similar to Shenshang, he seems to be different. His face is extremely black and white, and his lips are bright red, so he looks very gorgeous, and this overly gorgeous feeling will give people a strong sense of oppression , but for Gaya, it is an extreme sense of security.

Gaya very much hopes that his life will always be like this, and he will not be afraid of small troubles in the middle, because Ian will always be by his side.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, and the plague in Ivil City has been effectively controlled. According to the investigation results of the city hall, the source of this plague is the alien species that suddenly entered Iville City, the rat.

They seem to have brought the virus in at the beginning. Speaking of it, it was more like artificial injection, and then they grew wildly in the streets and alleys of Iver City with extremely poor sanitation. The city hall named this plague "plague", but it is thankful What's more, through their unremitting efforts, they have found a suitable way to eliminate this plague.

This time they did not rely on the so-called gods, but pinned their hopes on themselves, and people finally understood that only themselves are the most trustworthy security.

The long and sluggish winter has finally passed. The dead branches on the street sprouted small green buds, and the shops on both sides of the road gradually began to reopen. The city hall began to strengthen environmental sanitation management, which is bound to stop this catastrophic plague Get rid of Evil City completely.

Moreover, the God Realm also sent an army of angels to contribute to the medical construction of Evil City, increased medical investment, and brought more new medical strategies here.

In particular, they have increased their efforts in the construction of the obstetrics department. In just a few months, the obstetrics department in Evil City could even keep pace with the God Realm.

****

Gaya rested her chin on the dining table, looked at the small cake with red cherries in front of her, stretched out her little hand slowly, and retracted it silently.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Gaya didn't seem to have any appetite, Ian picked up the small cake and looked at it, and put it back after confirming that it was correct.

Gaya shook her head: "I don't know, my stomach feels strange and bloated today."

"What did you steal last night?"

Gaya raised her head angrily: "I didn't steal it! It's you, the bad guy, who kept poking me with a stick last night, so I didn't feel well."

Ian laughed: "Okay, it will be lighter in the future."

It's just that at night, Gaya was still sluggish and had no appetite, and his body was heavy like lead, and he had to sit down and rest for a while after walking two steps.

"How can I look like a grandfather at such a young age." He rested his chin on his hands, and sighed heavily while sitting on the sofa.

"Would you like to go to the hospital?" Ian came over and touched his head, observing his face.

I always feel that recently, Gaya seems to be different from before. Her skin seems to be more supple, just like an egg that has been peeled off its shell.

Gaya leaned into Ian's arms wearily, wrapped his arms around his waist, and rubbed his small face against his waist, rubbing against his cheeks, as if something hard had touched his cheeks.

He opened his eyes, looked at the bad thing in front of him that made him suffer so much last night, narrowed his eyes, and turned his head angrily.

Although it has already entered spring, the weather is still warm and cold, but there is still a hint of coolness mixed with it.

Gaya was wrapped up like a little bear by Ian's inner and outer layers, and the two held hands and walked slowly on the vibrant street.

"I feel...I'm a little bit, I can't walk anymore." Gaya stopped suddenly, and there was still a trace of sweat dripping from his forehead, which was tightly wrapped.

Ian picked him up, the height difference between the two was so great that Ian hugged him like a child.

After entering the hospital, at first I thought it was Gaya who had eaten a bad stomach, but the gastroenterologist said "hmm" for a long time, and raised his hand to point at the door:

"Go out and turn left to the maternity department."

Gaya was dumbfounded, and stood up abruptly. As a result, his upper body was too heavy and too heavy, and the floor tiles were too slippery, so he did an impromptu split.

Ian quickly helped him up, frowned slightly, and asked the doctor, "Can you explain in more detail?"

The doctor shook his head helplessly: "Young people nowadays really don't have any common sense of physiology. Go to the obstetrics department, and the doctor there will tell you."

Ian picked up the baby and ran directly to the obstetrics department, and put him on the chair. Facing the indifferent doctor, Ian stuttered for the first time:

"Just, just, check."

After a while, the doctor looked at the report in his hand and raised his eyes from behind the glasses:

"When was the last time you had sex?"

Gaya blushed, lowered her head and whispered, "Last night..."

The doctor pushed the glasses: "Be careful, you're two weeks pregnant, don't have intercourse for a while, eat more nutritious food, avoid catching cold, and don't do strenuous exercise."

The doctor seemed to be waiting for a response from the other party, but after waiting for a long time, he got endless silence.

He raised his eyes and looked towards the opposite side, and saw this little guy who had been wrapped in clothes so that he couldn't see his original appearance, showing a pair of big eyes, and there seemed to be water in the eyes.

The doctor frowned and opened his mouth to say something.

"I...Mr. Ian." Gaya's brows were frowned, and her eyes were red with grievances that could not be expressed.

"Semil, Sam! He's coming! Woooooooooo!"

"Yeah, he's coming to us soon." Ian hugged him and stroked his eyes gently, "Don't cry, it's a good thing."

"I am excited! QAQ"

"Okay, just remember what I said, then I will also congratulate you two." The doctor waved his hand, indicating that they can leave.

On the way home, Gaya nestled in Ian's arms, crying and laughing for a while. When she met the proprietress of the dessert shop, Gaya greeted her warmly. Before she could ask, she opened her mouth:

"Auntie! I'm going to have a baby soon!"

The proprietress covered her mouth and snickered: "Then I would like to congratulate you first, His Highness Darkness is really amazing, how long has it been, unlike our old man, he has no skills!"

"It's not that Mr. Ian is great, it's me!" Gaya was unconvinced, her little wings trembled.

"However, when will the two of you hold your wedding? You won't be able to wear a dress when your baby's stomach gets bigger. Let's make it clear that we will contract the wedding cake, and we will give our savior a big red envelope at that time." .” The proprietress smiled sincerely.

She leaned down slightly, looked into Gaya's eyes, raised her hand and gently touched his head:

"Little cutie, I'm really happy for you, and I sincerely wish you all happiness forever."

When he got home, as soon as his feet touched the ground, Gaya couldn't wait to find the little cake he didn't eat during the day.

"Mr. Ian, I think I'm in a great mood now, I can eat ten small cakes." Gaya stretched out ten fingers, flapping her wings quickly.

Accidentally, the person was driven into the air by the wings.

Ian quickly pulled him down and put him on the ground. He looked at Gaya, as if he wanted to say something.

"Mr. Ian, do you want to say something? It's okay. I'm in a good mood now. I won't be angry if you say anything!" As he said, he still hugged Ian's face and said "baji" .

Ian smiled, raised his hand and rubbed his messy curly hair:

"Would it be too much to keep calling Mr. Ian?"

Gaya tilted her head, as if she didn't quite understand his words: "Why? Do you want to be called Darkness?"

Ian was helpless: "That's not what I mean, I mean, later, after Samuel is born, will you still call me Mr. Ian?"

Gaya didn't understand even more: "So is there something wrong?"

"Wouldn't it be alright for Semiller to call me Mr. Ian in the future?"

Gaya thought about it seriously, and suddenly revealed a row of small teeth and bit her lower lip, like a puppy guarding food: "I named Ian, I can only call it by myself, hum!"

Ian gave up. He felt that if Gaya called him "husband" or "dear", it would make him look better. Gaya has always liked the name "Ian" because he chose it. Subconsciously, he is also his property, so let him go, as long as he is happy.

"Mr. Ian, my aunt said, we are going to have a wedding. What is a wedding?"

It has to be said that Yannis protected him so well these years that he didn't even know what the wedding meant.

"It's equivalent to the formation ceremony of the God Realm." Ian explained seriously.

Thinking of the formation ceremony, Gaya thought of the blood from her own fingertips that she hadn't had time to take.

This time, without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his index finger, with tears in his eyes: "Then, it should be lighter, I am very afraid of pain QAQ"

Ian raised the corners of his lips, his eyebrows and eyes curved into crescent moons.After gently kissing the little finger, he held it and pressed down slowly: "This is not the God Realm, no one will take your fingertip blood, and the proof is..."

Ian patted Gaya's belly: "Here."

Gaya felt relieved, and hugged Ian's neck: "I was scared to death, I thought I was going to prick my finger again, I spent two seconds thinking about it, thinking that if the person who pricked is you, then prick my finger." Just tie it."

"Your deliberation is a little hasty."

Gaya puffed up her cheeks, puffing up like a puffer fish: "Then do you want this kind of cutie who can only think for two seconds?"

Ian said without hesitation, "Yes, I really want it."

Gaya's thoughts jumped quickly, one second he was still talking about pricking his fingers, and the next second he jumped to the ground: "It's not good, now I have to prepare for the wedding, I remember that many people will come to the ceremony , but also to send an invitation letter, who should we invite?"

He held his chin and thought about it, and suddenly wrinkled his face:

"Besides uncle and aunt, I can't think of who else I can invite. I don't have any friends, what should I do QAQ?"

After a while, the expression on his face faded little by little.

Looking at his calm face projected from the floor tiles, Gaya finally said slowly after thinking for a long time:

"Mr. Ian, tell me, should I invite God to come up..."