Quickly wear the heartthrob: the host was counterattacked again

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"Mianmian, where are we going now? Why don't we stay in the Elf Forest for a few more days?"

You know, this is the free time that the host finally begged from the target by begging and acting cute and "ceding land and paying compensation". Now he has to say goodbye to his angel friends after only one day out and run back in a hurry. This is a losing deal and no one else's host would do it.

Sure enough, Mianmian replied in a weird tone the next second,

"Who said I'm going back?"

"It's just that there are some things that need to be verified by someone."

This naive person.

Although it was true that Jehovah was very good to her, anyone who was watched over from all angles for almost a hundred years would go crazy.

She was able to stay normal, only occasionally getting belligerent and picking fights with others, which was already pretty good.

It's so rare for her to get out, she would be stupid to go back and be locked up so soon.

"I knew Mianmian that you--" It's impossible for you to go back to the temple so soon. If you don't go out for some fun, you won't be the little boss you are.

Before Xiaobai could be happy about his rare wit and guessing his clever host's thoughts, Mianmian replied again in a gloomy voice,

"But we still have to take back the temple."

noob:"……"

Very good, it really cannot fit into the world of smart people.

No, it should be said that it is simply impossible to guess what humans are thinking.

My koi host looked stupid before it transformed, but I didn’t expect the contrast would be so big after it turned into a human.

Sure enough, before learning the strategy of love, it is better to first make up for the knowledge about this amazing creature, human beings.

For fear that he would say something embarrassing again, Xiaobai did not speak on his own initiative unless it was necessary. Mianmian was thinking about something and naturally did not notice the abnormality of Xiaobai, who was always chattering all the time, and was happy to have some peace and quiet along the way.

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"Your Majesty, God of Love, please allow us to report to His Excellency."

Mianmian returned the greeting and said a few words with a smile.

This is already a relatively remote place within the temple. The angels near the main temple grew up with her, so although they follow the rules, they are still very intimate in their behavior.

But here, everyone is just a stranger of the same angel race, and there are naturally differences in status.

As the goddess of love appointed by the Lord God, Mianmian's status in the temple can be said to be second only to the emperor. Even if the archangel Lucifer was still here, his status would probably be lower than hers.

Using the class differentiation of the Lower World Church as an analogy, the Godhead is equivalent to the Pope who holds supreme power, and Mianmian is the most revered saint in the temple. Lucifer is at best just a chief knight who protects the saint.

As for other ordinary angels, they could only pay respect to her.

Mianmian was not the kind of person who liked to show off. She exchanged a few words with the angel guarding the door. After receiving the message from the host that she was allowed to enter, she nodded slightly to the visitor and walked in with proper manners.

She has the demeanor of a fairy-like lady.

The angels guarding the gate were dazed for a moment.

"Did you see it? That is the angel most favored by the Lord God. She is so beautiful, with a soft and tender voice, and she is also delicate and pretty..."

"Hush, I'm not an ordinary angel like us. You have to address me as His Majesty the God of Love. I heard that last time, a fool from Hell frivolously addressed His Majesty the God of Love and shamelessly tried to touch Him. He was directly—"

At this point, the guards finally came to their senses, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no outsiders.

How could people like them casually comment on the affairs of the Lord God?

Thinking of this, the guards quickly returned to their standard standing position and stopped whispering about old things.

As the central figure of the topic, Mianmian also saw the target of her trip - the Dream God.

Compared with natural elements such as the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, dreams must be created by humans with thoughts of good and evil. Therefore, the ability of the dream gods cannot be compared with that of the sun gods.

Fortunately, she had a quiet nature, so she moved to this remote place, lived in peace and contentment, and ignored worldly affairs.

"My Dream Palace has not welcomed any guests for a thousand years. I never thought that today's rare visitor would be a cute little dumpling."

There was obviously no malice in the words of the Dream Goddess. She looked warm and gentle like a caring older sister. She just touched Mianmian's white forehead and teased her a few times to ease the strange and awkward atmosphere between the two.

A gentle and caring older sister may not necessarily win the heart of a man, but she will definitely win the heart of a little koi. The little boss was bewitched on the spot.

He touched his forehead which was touched and almost couldn't hold back a silly laugh.

"Xiaobai, did you see that? The little sister touched me!"

Xiaobai who was cueed: “…”

Who is this nymphomaniac? It really doesn’t know him!

Fortunately, the little fangirl still remembered the important things.

"Sister, sister, I came here this time because I want to ask you for help with something."

A sweet little guy.

The Dream God gently tapped her fair and tender face, and a small mark immediately appeared on her slightly chubby face.

"Then tell me what's going on, little guy."

"it is good!"

"Actually, I have a friend who recently..."

Xiaobai, who knew the truth: "..."

What a great way to make friends out of nothing.

It's strange to say, Mianmian is close to the Dream Goddess simply because she is captivated by the gentleness and temperament of the intimate big sister. However, the Dream Goddess is clearly meeting Mianmian for the first time, but he favors her very much. During their interactions, he is even closer to her than the Moon Goddess and others, as if the two are friends who have known each other for a long time.

This personality is far from the quiet and cold beauty in the rumors.

"You...your friend's situation is quite complicated."

When their eyes met, the Dream Messenger could see the strong desire for knowledge in the little guy's eyes, so he continued to explain in cooperation.

"It is said that dreams feed on desires. People have good and evil, and greed, so it is also the main source of power for dreams. Logically speaking, angels without desires will not dream."

Especially since you are a demigod.

The Dream God Messenger did not tell Mianmian the second half of the sentence.

Looking at the naive look of this little fellow, I'm afraid he doesn't know about this either.

The God Lord really is... doing great things quietly.

Smiling helplessly, the Dream God decisively skipped this question and quickly diverted Mianmian's attention.

"But it's not impossible."

"Little guy, dreams can represent many things."

“In addition to those bizarre imaginations, dreams can also be foresight, the future, or the past hidden in the long sea of ​​memory.”

Her eyes moved slightly, and Mianmian raised her eyes, just in time to meet the gaze of the Dream God that seemed to see through everything.

"Okay, I've talked enough today. I'm a little tired, so I'll go take a rest first."

After he finished speaking, perhaps because he felt that his words were too strange in the eyes of the people in the temple, he smiled and explained,

"It's funny, I always rely on humans to gain strength. Even I am becoming more and more like a human. Look, even my daily routine is similar to theirs."