Who is the scumbag, His Royal Highness

Normally, Lucifer was led by God, but today, for the first time, he walked the whole way holding God's wrist.

The silver-haired deity has been following him unhurriedly, and his appearance is extremely indulgent.

After finally returning to the small house where I lived, it was already dark.

The angel turned his head and glared at him with watery eyes: "I know what you are going to say! Don't say it!"

This time, the god who had been holding back his laughter, finally put his fist on his lips, and laughed out restrainedly.

"Okay, I won't talk about it."

The angel couldn't help stomping his feet: "Ah! Don't laugh too!"

After finishing speaking, he realized that he had behaved improperly, and squatted down in annoyance.

Lucifer covered his face with his hands.

God, what did he just do?

He was actually leading God along the way, so that's fine... He still didn't allow God to speak, and he didn't allow God to laugh.

Woo... He still said "you" to God, even the honorific title is useless!

[Who gave me the courage...Milu? 】

Frustrated, the wrapped wings were gently stroked.

The voice of God came in through the gaps in the wings.

"Why are you wrapping yourself up again? I don't want to laugh at you. Be good, get up. The world is not like heaven, there is dust and dirt on the ground, and the clothes and wings will be dirty."

Lucifer flapped his wings...

Looking down, I saw that the clothes I had dropped on the ground had been stained the color of the earth by the dust.

Woo...he was even more depressed.

God looked at the small white ball on the ground, and couldn't laugh or cry.

Then he squatted down and coaxed gently: "Okay, if you don't get up again, I will take you back."

The angel did not speak or move.

He just waited quietly.

At this time, the sun was sinking, the indigo sky was full of stars.

In the distance, elves lit a bonfire, and some danced.

God looked away from a distance, and called again in a low voice: "Lu Xi?"

"Huh? Do you really want me to hug you...?"

The angel's wings were wrapped into a ball, and then they slowly spread out...

Then slowly, from the wide robe, stretched out a white hand.

God looked at the white arm for a while, let out a low, breathy laugh, and finally pulled the angel to stand up.

Then, he took him, the little angel who had just been stimulated and was at a loss, back to the room.

After Lucifer entered the door, he took off his robe and went to the bathroom to wash his dusty wings.

After washing, he was pulled by God again, and the power of holy light was irrigated once on his forehead to wash away the devilish energy on his body.

After the end, the angel in white sat on the head of the bed obediently, while God was behind him, checking the little down feathers in his wings.

There was the rustling of feathers in the room...

The angel's wings rolled up uncontrollably with the breath...and fell again.

His fingers picked at his clothes nervously.

"Okay... okay?" he asked.

When he spoke suddenly, his voice was still a little hoarse.

"Well, it's all right... It's almost completely purified. The innermost down feathers and the tip of the tail are still a little black. It should be fine after a few more purifications."

God said, and stroked the little fluff in his wings.

Lucifer was caught off guard, and took a low breath.

"My... my god..." he whispered, his voice was so soft that he didn't realize it.

He wanted to say: After everything has been checked, just... don't touch his wings anymore.

However, God still has no intention of stopping...

At that time at the seaside, Lucifer didn't see Raphael and Michael's subsequent actions, so he dragged God away in a hurry.

Therefore, he didn't know what God's touch represented.

He only knew that the wings behind him were getting softer and softer under God's appeasement.

Just, very strange...

"Hmm... My God, have Michael and Xiao Fei been together a long time ago?"

In order to divert his attention, Lucifer whispered out of words.

God responded in a low voice: "The two of them didn't go to the temple to report, I don't know. However, I think they are so keen on this matter, and they have been together for a while."

Hearing the phrase "passionate about this", Lucifer's face turned even redder.

"This...you can see this..."

As a result, a low and shallow smile sounded in his ear, saying: "I am the creator of this world...silly angel."

Lucifer:  …

Hey...why would he discuss with a god who created himself, why would he know this!

What's more embarrassing is that he seems to have a little...

God... what's going on!

The angel's beautiful neck, all the way up, red to the tips of the ears.

He carefully moved his little butt, and moved it again...

As a result, when he turned around, he found that the place where he was sitting just now had suspicious marks.

Lucifer:! ! !

Immediately, he pressed the wings behind him to the top with a "snap".

"I, I, I...well, I just took a shower, and there is a little water on my body, you, you, you...don't think too much!"

Angel hurriedly explained.

Of course God knew, it was the drops of water dripping from the angel's undried hair when he just sat down.

But he also knew that his little angel did feel a little emotional under the touch just now.

Suddenly, I couldn't help but want to tease him.

He suppressed the raised corners of his lips, and said calmly, "Lu Xi, you must know that I am your Creator."

Sure enough, the words "Your Creator" fell, and the angel's body froze.

However, God refused to let go, and explained in a serious manner: "Because I am the creator of this world, whether Michael or Raphael, I just need to look at them to know what happened to them... Lucy, the same as you."

With that said, he turned to the angel, and slowly pushed his wings away from the bed.

Fingers, along his wings, straight down...

"For example, at this moment."

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, he was glared at by the angel's round eyes.

The next moment... the soft wings touched His lips.

"You, don't talk anymore!"

Sounds terribly annoyed.

God's golden eyes suppressed a smile, took the angel into his arms, and gently coaxed: "Okay...then let's not talk about it."

"Also, don't touch..."

"it is good."

After a while, suddenly in the room:

"My, my God...?!"

"good."

【But obviously, you didn't keep your promise...】

【Okay, okay...】

【...But I will still be very obedient...】

……

The bonfire outside the window was still burning brightly, the silver gopher wood with feathers fluttering.

The bellflowers hanging on the tips of each tail made tinkling sounds under the blowing of the night wind.

The singing voices of the creatures, accompanied by the pure music of the piano, sneaked in through the window lattice.

It is sung:

[Sing the great Creator who created all things. ]

[He blessed the land...]

[He gives us pleasure. ]

……

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