Super God: Angel's Beloved, Starting with Quantum Bombing of the Royal Palace

These sudden, outrageous words instantly startled the young angels present, their faces turning bright red.

However, Angel Yan discerned a different meaning in those words.

She touched her chin, looked at He Xi, and immediately understood.

No wonder He Xi suddenly brought a baby home to raise and named him Little Milk Sha.

I guess this old vixen was lonely and used this to commemorate the late Queen Keisha.

Seeing that Zhixin looked like she wanted to disappear into the ground after being teased, Angel Yan smiled and chimed in:

"Teacher, for gods like us with infinite lifespans, it is indeed a bit too early to talk about having a baby now."

She called him "teacher" quite naturally, after all, she followed her husband's lead after marriage.

However, this address, coupled with the current situation, made Little Naisa's face turn even darker.

Yan, that rebellious disciple, has mistaken a thief for his father!

At this moment, she felt a sense of desolation, as if everyone had betrayed her and abandoned her, and her face was full of sorrow.

"Little one, why are you suddenly feeling sad?"

Angel Yan took Little Milksha from Angel Leng's arms.

She thought to herself that perhaps He Xi's words about a little orphan had reminded her of something sad.

Sigh, what a pitiful child.

Thinking of this, Angel Yan lifted Little Nai Sha high, then pressed her forehead against Little Nai Sha's forehead, their noses lightly touching, and shook her as if teasing her own daughter.

Then, she said with a smile:

"Little Sasha, you're so cute, do you want me to be your mom? If you stay with me, no one will bully you."

Upon hearing this, a fierce rage instantly ignited in Little Milka's beautiful eyes.

They've rebelled! They've completely rebelled!

That rebellious son was like that, and now her most favored daughter-in-law is just the same.

She gripped the clay pot tightly...

No, it was a fist the size of a tangerine that slammed hard onto Angel Yan's forehead with a "smack".

"oops!"

Angel Yan hadn't expected that this little guy would suddenly launch an attack on her.

She reached out and grasped the small fist, and like a loving mother, began to lecture it on the spot:

"Baby, you can't hit Mommy, that's wrong. Naughty children get a spanking."

"How dare you!" Little Naisa pulled her little hand away and said in a childish voice.

Angel Yan smiled and said, "Oh my, so cute, she even knows how to say 'presumptuous'."

Little Milka: "..."

"Pfft... Hahahaha!"

Seeing this, He Xi, who was sitting opposite, finally broke down. She slapped her thigh and laughed heartily, almost falling off the recliner.

She laughed so heartlessly that tears were almost streaming down her face.

Meanwhile, Alan, sitting some distance away, covered his mouth tightly with both hands, his shoulders trembling wildly as he tried to suppress his laughter until his face turned almost blue.

As for Li Yao, he appeared as calm as a rock, and his hand holding the teacup didn't even tremble.

But in reality, his consciousness had already retreated into the vector space, where he was clutching his stomach and laughing hysterically without any regard for his image.

"What is the teacher laughing at?"

Angel Yan was bewildered by He Xi's sudden burst of laughter and looked at Angel Leng with some confusion.

Angel shook his head, indicating that he was just as confused.

Zhi Xin, however, noticed her teacher's laughter and, thinking of the teacher's wicked and mischievous personality, wondered if the teacher was up to something again.

She shrank back, decisively suppressing the maternal instincts aroused by the adorable little child, and obediently retreated to He Xi's side. She picked up her teacup and began to pretend to be dead with her head down.

Just as Angel Yan was feeling confused and was about to bend down to tease the little one in her arms again, she suddenly noticed that the little Naisa in her arms was staring at her with a resentful look.

That look, that familiar sense of oppression, that familiar gaze as if looking at an idiot...

"Tsk, little baby, your grumpy face is just like hers."

Angel Yan clicked her tongue in amazement.

Little Milka: "..."

I'm tired. Let's destroy this disciple. I can't keep him anymore.

The angel beside him shook her head coldly: "Yan, you can't say that!"

Upon hearing this, Little Milka glanced at Angel Cold with some surprise, but the other person's words made her feel a little better.

How come I never noticed before that Leng girl, apart from being a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), is actually quite pleasing to the eye?

The next second, Angel Leng reached out and gently patted her head, saying softly:

"The baby is so cute, how could he look like Queen Keisha?"

"Queen Keisha when she was little... no, she probably wasn't this cute when she was little."

"After all, that's Queen Keisha, who always has a high and mighty demeanor."

Little Milka: "..."

Very well, she has completely taken back all the emotion she felt just now.

"Indeed." Angel Yan nodded upon hearing Angel Leng's words.

At this moment, some memories were also stirred up in her, and she couldn't help but complain:

"If Queen Keisha were a child, she'd probably be a little adult."

"He always has a stern face, and he might even scold us."

Little Milka's face grew increasingly dark as she heard this.

Because she discovered that Yan had been right about all of these things.

And this was said to her face, but she couldn't refute it and could only keep it to herself.

At this moment, Angel Yan pinched Little Milka's chubby cheeks again and whispered a word of advice:

"Little Sasha, you mustn't be like Queen Keisha in the future, understand?"

"Smile more; girls shouldn't always have a cold face."

Little Milka: "???"

She questioned the meaning of life on the spot.

The apprentices I taught are now teaching me not to be like me.

What's this called?

Traitor!

On the other hand, He Xi was enjoying the spectacle.

She also took out some melon seeds, cracking them open while stirring the fire:

"Oh dear, Yan, Leng, you two seem to harbor quite a bit of resentment towards Queen Keisha, huh? Why don't you elaborate?"

Alan, who was trying so hard not to laugh, was so angry that his stomach hurt. He silently took three steps back, afraid of being caught in Keisha's rage.

"cough."

Upon hearing this, Angel Yan and the other person remembered that there were other people nearby, and coughed slightly in embarrassment.

In fact, they still showed the same respect to Queen Keisha as always.

However, after so many years, there must have been a little bit of resentment.

After all, they worked under the same leader for over seven thousand years.

And for some reason, they couldn't help but think of Queen Keisha when they were in front of this little milkmaid, and then they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

But then again, this little guy does look a bit like Queen Keisha.

Even though Angel Yan and the other two noticed something amiss, they weren't like Liang Bing, who could recognize Keisha at a glance.

So from beginning to end, neither of them ever suspected anything in that direction.

Angel Yan walked over carrying Little Nai Sha: "Teacher, please don't try to trick us. We just said it unintentionally."

"Oh? Is that so?" He Xi raised an eyebrow.

She felt the time was right; if she let Little Milka hold back any longer, she might really become Ninja Goddess Milka, and then things wouldn't be so funny.

Then she said to Angel Yan, "So your desire to adopt Keisha as your daughter was unintentional?"

"Of course..."

Angel Yan suddenly realized something halfway through her sentence and looked at her with confusion:

"Wait! Isn't this Little Sasha? How did she become Queen Keisha?"

He Xi smiled slightly, waved her hand to remove the restrictions on Xiao Nai Sha, and gestured with her lips, saying, "Look, isn't this it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the people present sensed that familiar aura from Angel Yan's embrace.

Angel Yan's body jolted violently, a chill running up her tailbone straight to the top of her head!

She stared incredulously at the little Naisa in her arms, and said blankly:

"Queen Keisha?!"