Son of the Morning Star

Jehovah ignored Michael, who was dying frequently, and directly flashed through the wall... Oh, no, it directly opened the teleportation array to Lucifer's palace.

The Seraphs present deliberately ignored God's very skilled movements, but couldn't help but start the crazy brain supplement mode: God obviously often goes to His Highness's place!What is God going to do to Your Highness! God wouldn't take advantage of His Highness when he was drunk...

"Luci? Wake up." Yahweh tried to wake up Lucifer.

Lucifer: "zzzzzz..."

Yahweh laughed dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Lucy, you can't drink so much, don't you usually drink?

Did Medanzo never allow you to drink? !

Medanzuo lying innocently: God!Obviously His Royal Highness Lucifer doesn't like to drink! It's none of our business!

Jehovah: Lucy is never wrong! It is you who are wrong!

Yahweh gently put Lucifer on the bed, and was fascinated by Lucifer's beauty accidentally.So he just sat by the bed and admired the angel's sleeping face.

Looking at Lucifer's slightly flushed cheeks, Yahweh was suddenly a little thankful that he had brought Lucifer back.

He didn't want others to see Lucifer's current appearance!

"Jehovah..." the sleeping angel uttered a dream.

Yahweh smiled and poked his cheek: "Is there me in your dream?"

Lucifer frowned, turned over, and avoided Jehovah's finger attack on his cheek.

"Lord... don't..." Lucifer's voice seemed a little weak due to drunkenness.

Jehovah was stunned for a moment. What did the child dream about? !

"Don't...don't grab my cake..." Lucifer finally finished speaking.

Jehovah:"……"

Dare to love me in your mind as a weird sorghum who can grab cakes? !

Yahweh felt that the whole god was bad.

Yahweh felt that his tens of thousands of years of favorability had been wasted.

Countless complaints directly swiped the screen.

"Ah...really..." Yahweh could only sigh helplessly, there was nothing he could do about Lucifer.

Touching Lucifer's forehead lightly with his finger, the fine blond hair in front of his forehead slipped through his fingers, making God couldn't help but want to touch this soft blond hair.

"Hmm..." Lucifer made a short nasal sound, vaguely feeling a familiar aura approaching.

Jehovah pressed a light kiss on his lips.

Yahweh lamented helplessly that Lucifer's EQ was decreasing year by year, and he was deeply aware of the difficulty of chasing Lucifer.

But... Such a pure Lucifer is exactly what he likes!

So, for now, let's just stick to it.

"Good night." Jehovah was about to leave.

but---

"Michael, what are you doing here?"

"Eh? This..." Michael's eyes were erratic, and he seemed extremely guilty.

You can't say that you are worried about what God will do to His Highness secretly, can you?

(Michael, you seem to have forgotten that God can read thoughts directly!)

God is expressionless, what's going on?He obviously didn't do anything, okay? !

And the remaining few blazing angels gathered together.

"Do you think Michael will be beaten?" Samuel asked.

"It's very possible." Gabriel smiled.

"Or else make a bet! I bet Michael will be beaten into a pig's head." Azazel was in high spirits.

"Gambling is not allowed in heaven!" Medanzo put on a serious face.

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