Chapter 1728 Sweet New Year (4)
Didn't even look at how well her precepts were copied, but slowly wiped off the ink that was accidentally stained on her hands, with careful movements.
The quiet person suddenly threw himself into his arms.
Holding his waist tightly, like an insecure child.
“《(Jiu Ge)》…”
"Um?"
He didn't push her away, his eyes were lowered, his stunning eyebrows were almost tender to the bone.
She was in his arms, rubbing against his neck, like a clingy cat, with a muffled voice: "When...when are you going to attend the An Tian event? How long are you going to go to?"
"I heard that the Antiy Fair will be held for at least half a month..."
The voice of the last sentence is very small, whispering.
The noble and clear-cut **** paused for a moment, raised his lips slightly, and smiled slightly.
"Silly girl, when did I say that I'm going to a grand event?"
"Huh?" She raised her head with long eyelashes, "Aren't you going?"
He raised his hand, rubbed her head lightly, lowered his eyes, and said with a smile, "No."
There is a little girl who needs to be taken care of at home, how can this make him feel at ease?
"But, wouldn't all the gods participate in the Antin Fair?"
She still remembered that when he was in hell, the King of Hades was looking forward to participating in this event.
It is said that this banquet will be very grand, and many ancient gods who have been hidden from the world will participate.
Besides, it was a rare celebration in Tiangong's century, and many little fairies crowded their heads, trying to win an invitation to enter.
He...won't go?
The supreme **** gave a chuckle, nodded between her eyebrows, and helped her to sit up.
"There is nothing to participate in. After so many years, singing and dancing have come and gone like that, and I am tired of watching."
"However, you want to go?"
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of candy and fed it to her.
Yun Si took advantage of the situation and opened her mouth, biting the crispy sugar cheese into pieces.
Sweetness filled her mouth, she stared straight at him with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and shook her head.
"No, I'm a little monster, I'm soft-spoken, what are you doing there?"
"And... I don't have an invitation."
She reburied in his arms, holding him tightly.
He didn't push her away, so she leaned on his chest with peace of mind.
Feeling the soft breath on his body wrapping her, like the warm sunshine.
When she was so close, her mood seemed to improve.
Squinting his eyes slightly, the tip of his nose moved slightly, like a cat stealing fish.
The dignified **** lowered his eyes and smiled quietly.
The deep purple eyes watched her quietly, feeding her mouthful.
Do it yourself.
"Invitation, would you like it?"
He asked in a warm voice, his eyes gentle.
"If you want it, there is always a way to get it."
He seems to always be able to meet her requirements.
Even this requirement seems a little unreasonable.
The person buried in his arms raised her beautiful and warm eyes, blinked, and looked at him, her hair swaying slightly.
He tilted his head slightly, looking innocent.
"I don't want to."
"Those old gods didn't like me in the first place, and they wished to crush me to ashes. If I go, won't I be sent to die?"
What's more, only gods and gods can participate in the Antin Fair. Even nobles like gods and beasts can only wait outside and cannot enter half a step.
She is a goblin and a dead shemale, appearing there...
It feels strange to think about it.
(end of this chapter)