Although I have little knowledge, I also know that the real rich are low-key and luxurious, and those who pile up gold on their bodies are generally called nouveau riche.

But this country seems to love this tune?

Even so, Mr. Gilgamesh has dropped a notch in my heart.

As revenge for making me cry all the time on the way, I thought viciously.

Gilgamesh completely exhausted me from playing along the way. Even if I was forced to inject tear gas, I have never cried until I was close to collapse like I am now.

My body was like a switch was set by him, as long as he insulted me in any way, tears started to flow down, I didn't even feel sad, only a deep powerlessness, more effective than any tear-jerking method.

I was walking in the street on a lion in his arms, and his broad chest could almost rub me into it.

Some of the people around were in awe, and some consciously avoided it in fear. The originally noisy street was suddenly silent, only the footsteps of the lion could be heard.

I was so exhausted that I almost closed my eyes, but I was really afraid of being snatched away by a stranger when I woke up, so I could only brace myself and look around.

He didn't stop him, he held my hand and said softly, "This is my king's kingdom, Uruk, bastard treasure."

If it weren't for his last joke-like teasing, I would almost believe that he is a gentle big brother.

Ha ha.

My body is covered with gold that I cried out, solidified into a thick layer, and Gilgamesh has no intention of taking it back, so he just let it stick to my body and stared at me talking to himself.

"Such a weak bastard is more beautiful, isn't it?"

That's just your nouveau riche bad taste, don't force it on me, okay!

I've never missed Mr. Li so much, Mr. Li's instant noodles, and Mr. Li's time-travel novel girl comics...

"Jill." A clear voice like porcelain sounded above my head, and I couldn't help but look up curiously at the person who appeared in front of me.

Green knee-length hair, delicate and soft facial features, people can not tell the gender.

As if sensing my gaze, he lowered his head to look at me with a tired face, smiled suddenly, and then hugged me from Gilgamesh's arms.

"Jill," he repeated, reproachfully, "you've got the kid so hard."

"#¥%[email protected]...%¥" I couldn't understand Gilgamesh's words again, but I could also guess that he couldn't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth.

"Sleep peacefully." He bowed his head and kissed my forehead, and said softly.

The magic power is ordinary. After saying this, my eyelids instantly felt ten times heavier, and I fell asleep peacefully and reassuringly.

-

I woke up on a huge bed, opened my eyes to find an unfamiliar ceiling, and gave up the idea that yesterday's experience was a dream.

Mr. Li died and traveled to a strange place. The god he thought was a demon.

So, who is that green haired guy?what is his name?

I suddenly became very curious, and immediately got up from the bed, and what caught my eye was the dress that had already been covered with layers of gold film.

It must be that perverted bad taste.

I came to a conclusion.

As if in response to my call, the man with long green hair pushed the door open, smiled slightly when he saw my stunned expression, and took my hand.

"Good morning, princess."

I responded dryly: "Morning...Good morning, my lord."

He burst out laughing.

"Do you call God everyone you meet?"

"No, the last person I called Lord God was a devil." I curled my lips and said unwillingly.

"Is this how you see Jill?" He sat on the couch with me, tilted his head and looked sideways, with a kind look.

"Here," I pointed to the 'golden armor' dress hanging on the hanger, "that's the incriminating evidence."

"It's really bad, Jill." He glanced at the skirt, then frowned, and touched my head in distress. "I will protect you from being bullied by Jill."

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, my name is Enkidu."

"My name is... UU."

"puff"

"Okay, I know it's strange that you don't laugh!" I bit my lip and turned my head away, blushing with embarrassment.

"I really like you as a child, otherwise you should not leave the castle." Enkidu blinked and began to pinch my face. "However, your parents will be worried."

I was silent for a while.

"My parents have died a long time ago," I looked up at the ceiling, "Because these eyes are always being snatched and snatched to death, sometimes I really want to dig them out and throw them away, useless like me..."

Enkidu interrupted me solemnly.

"You can't think like this. You have hair as dazzling as the night sky, eyes as black gemstones, and your tears are also a gift from God. They are like the perfect works of gods. How can you put yourself in a low position?"

I retorted weakly: "Gilgamesh clearly said that the color of my hair makes people feel dirty..."

"Even if he thinks he's pretty, he'll say what he means." Enkidu smiled.

"I don't believe it at all." You can tell by looking at him like that, he only likes things that are shiny and shiny.

"You'll know that if you're willing to get to know him."

To learn about that demon... I secretly despised it.

"That fellow Jill is the child of the combination of God and man." Enkidu looked at me with the expression of 'death to the devil', and said with some amusement, "the burden is always more than other people."

However, I didn't listen to the second half of the sentence at all, and just scolded Gilgamesh severely.

"Miscellaneous."

"Miss... Xiu?" Enkidu didn't understand the words I spoke in Japanese, and asked in confusion, "Is it the language of your country?"

"...Well." Although I admitted it, I certainly didn't dare to explain the meaning of that word to him.

Humans...humans and gods are of course miscellaneous cultivators!What's wrong with that!That guy actually keeps calling me a miscellaneous cultivator!I really don't understand!

Seeing that I didn't want to answer, he didn't ask.

"By the way, do you want to learn the language of Uruk? I can teach you. After all, not everyone here can talk to you."

I looked up at him somewhat flattered.

"Of course, in exchange, you also teach me the language of your country, how about it?"

It really has a purpose!I pouted angrily and was about to refuse, but Enkidu added: "Of course, I won't let anyone including Jill know, keep it as a secret between us, how about it?"

I thought about it for a long time, and finally agreed.

Then he asked with a smile.

"So, UU, can you tell me the meaning of the word 'miscellaneous repair'?"

The author has something to say: The last chapter was abused miserably, and this chapter is warm!Lick lick Enkidu!

Don't delve into the fact that you can communicate through physical touch. I made it up myself! !When communicating, it's not like speaking each country's language and bringing your own translator...similar to telepathy?So Enkidu and Winky still can't understand Japanese =W=

Oh, actually, I haven't studied Japanese at all. What if I make a common sense mistake and swell my head!

Thank you to the little angel who commented in the last chapter. When I saw no one commented, my heart was broken QAQ

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