The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

She felt the fragrance of the flowers enveloping her, and when she closed her eyes, it was as if she was wrapped in layers of huge black rose petals.

Jesus picked up some black roses, made a wreath, and gently placed it on Tia's head.

Tia felt something on her head and was a little resistant. She was about to shake her head to get rid of it, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Jesus.

She stood there in a daze again, "What is that?"

"Hua Lei, you girls seem to make yourself happier when you dress up."

As Jesus explained, he picked a black rose and made a bracelet for Tia.

Tia watched as Jesus' slender fingers flew, and a beautiful bracelet was made.

"Do you want to take it with you?" Jesus looked at Tia with his black and red eyes.

Tia could even see her own reflection in those eyes. She felt as if her heart skipped a beat and then started beating rapidly again as if to catch up with the beat.

She didn't dare look directly into those eyes anymore, so she turned her head away and honestly extended her hand.

She felt too guilty again and turned back to stare at her wrist.

The long, white knuckles could easily cover her entire wrist, and the owner of the fingers was afraid of hurting her, so he put the bracelet on with great effort.

Tia could feel the cool fingertips tapping her wrist bit by bit, like the delicate beats of a drum, and her heartbeat couldn't help but follow suit.

"Is it hot?" After Jesus put on the bracelet, he saw the girl's slightly red face and earlobes.

"I..." Tia opened her mouth and felt like she was stuttering, "I..."

"Are you sick and having trouble breathing?" Jesus' expression suddenly became nervous.

"No, I think... I... I should take a rest." After saying that, Tia hurried back to her room and sat down in front of the dressing table.

Too strange……

My heartbeat was weird, my face was hot, my throat was speechless, everything was weird.

She ran so fast that the wreath on her head even fell to the ground. She looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushed, and she immediately put her hands on her face to cool it down.

The flowers kissed her face all of a sudden. Looking at the wreath in her hand, Jesus's gentle face appeared before her eyes again.

She immediately wanted to take off the bracelet, but Jesus had just tied the bracelet carefully, so it was naturally impossible to untie it easily with one hand.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Jesus, Natalie spent a long time cultivating the Power of Drainage. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. The Green Spirit you're primarily cultivating is already very powerful. The Power of Drainage is still too restrictive to use right now, so there's no need to rush."

Jesus' voice, as clear as a mountain spring, immediately flowed into Tia's heart and soothed her irritable mood.

Only then did Tia remember that it was impolite to lock someone out like this, so she stood up and opened the door.

"Ok."

"And this wreath, do you still want it?" Jesus took out the wreath that Tia had just dropped on the ground with his left hand.

Tia didn't expect that Jesus actually picked up the wreath, but then she thought about it and realized that he had made it seriously.

"Yes." Tia reached out and took the wreath. "Thank you."

"It's okay." Jesus felt relieved when he saw that Tia's face had returned to normal. "If you need any help, be sure to tell me."

"Yes." Tia said timidly.

"What's wrong?" The Tia Jesus knew before was always graceful and elegant. This was the first time she showed such an expression, and he thought something big had happened.

"Can you help me take off this bracelet? I can't take it off with one hand, and I want to keep it well." Tia said and stretched out her hand again.

Jesus didn't show it on his face, but he was a little confused in his heart. Why did Tia show that expression just now for such a small thing?

Jesus took off the bracelet and placed it on his palm. Tia stretched out her thumb and index finger, picked up the wreath as quickly as a chicken pecking at rice, and then withdrew her hand.

"You don't have to comfort me. Just practice more if you're new." Tia was very good at adjusting her mentality. "It took me a whole morning to practice that formation, and it took less than an hour to catch those ten monsters. I'll go catch monsters with you later. I don't believe I won't be able to practice even if we catch hundreds or thousands of them!"

"I originally prepared 300 of them, and I thought it would be enough for your practice today."

Jesus believed in Tia's talent and felt that three hundred was enough, but since Tia wanted a thousand, he would just try harder tonight.

After hearing this, it was Tia's turn to be surprised. She originally thought there were only ten, but she didn't expect that there were more than two hundred that had not been released.

"How about we go back and continue training now?" Tia looked at the time that there was still some time before evening. Although there was still a lot of time, it would be better to practice earlier so that you can enjoy it earlier.

"You should get some rest today. Carving so many arrays at once will overwhelm your body. It's not like the vitality you draw from chanting a spell will all flow back into your body."

Jesus persuaded Tia to give up the idea and said, "From now on, training will start at 8 am and end at 6 pm."

Tia felt it herself and found that it was indeed the case. She smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Well, do you have a studio here?"

"Do you want to paint? The room opposite you on the right is it." Jesus said as he walked to the studio and opened the door.

Tia looked at the studio with a look of surprise. On the walls of the studio were representative works of the artistic evolution of this land from the birth of civilization to the present. The wall facing the drawing board was made of special materials, as transparent as glass, so that one could see the scenery outside.

She came to the drawing board and looked at the paintings on the surrounding shelves.

She looked at the clothes, and the more she looked at them, the more familiar they seemed to her. "Isn't this the same dress you wore a few times before? Did you design this yourself?"

Jesus nodded. "When I was learning to paint, I wasn't interested in anything else except clothes. Later, as I painted more, I started to draw some clothes myself and had them custom-made for myself."

"How awesome!" When Tia was little, she also thought about designing clothes for herself, so that the clothes she wore would definitely be her favorite.

However, at that time, even if she could draw the shape of the clothes she liked, the fabrics with the required material and the workers who could make the clothes were either scarce or very expensive.

"If you like, I can draw you a set."