Super God: My mother said it was an accident

"Young Master, the head of the family has sent you to the front hall to discuss matters."

The female angel stood respectfully outside the bathing pool, closing her eyes and not daring to look at the angel in the pool.

The angel in the pool with his back to her just glanced at her lightly.

He raised his hand to lift the warm water to his shoulders, and the water flowed down his skin again.

There was no other sound except the sound of water.

"Young Master, home..."

"Okay, I understand, step back."

The silver-haired angel was obviously impatient with the sudden arrival of the female angel.

Even the voice was cold and distant.

It was obviously his time to rest, but at this time the old guy summoned him for some unknown reason.

Although she is a female angel, her strength is no worse than that of men.

Moreover, in terms of knowledge, she was sure that she could compete with many old guys from scientific research institutes.

It's just that she has never had the opportunity to study at the Research Institute, and the things there have always tempted her.

I have to find an opportunity to learn something secretly.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible for her to think about it all the time.

I'm afraid this opportunity will only come during the time when I go to the palace. Even if I hate Hua Ye, I have to go.

Not just for yourself.

Moreover, the current situation has become increasingly tense compared with previous years.

She wasn't sure if she could learn anything useful before the war broke out, but she couldn't bear to see these female compatriots suffer inhuman harm.

She couldn't stand the violent behavior of male angels.

But she is a woman and her power is minimal.

Seeing the female angel leave, the silver-haired angel, who was just about to relax, leaned on the edge of the pool. Before he could pick up the tea on the side, he was completely splashed by the water.

A good cup of tea also makes soup.

The originally beautiful silver hair was completely soaked due to this splash of water, sticking to her face and front.

The silver-haired angel was sure that he was not an angel who was easily angered, but he couldn't drink his good tea.

It was something she had been saving for a long time and was reluctant to drink.

I thought about taking a bath to relax and have a drink, but in the end I just watched it disappear before my eyes.

It can't be said that it disappeared, it just melted into the pool water.

A cup becomes a pool.

The angry silver-haired angel walked towards the middle, and the resistance of the pool water could not stop her at all.

Looking at the person who emerged, she wasn't sure if she was dazzled.

She felt that she needed to ask the blond angel.

The angel who emerged from the bathtub opened his eyes weakly, but the figure he saw was unclear.

But she tried to look at it, but she felt it was very familiar.

Familiar silver hair, familiar blue eyes.

So much so that she didn't even notice what she said.

"mom..."

That's not wrong.

When the silver-haired angel heard this, he froze on the spot.

His brain was working rapidly, but he couldn't figure out why the unconscious angel in front of him called him "Mom".

Although she has silver hair that she is proud of, she is not old at all!

Moreover, silver hair is a symbol of the orthodoxy of Tianji lineage.

Why does the guy in front of me have it?

She could see clearly that when this guy opened his eyes, they were blue eyes!

But this appearance made her very suspicious.

However, her blue eyes were almost bulging out now.

The originally clear water gradually turned red with her as the center after the angel broke in.

Then a sound was heard.

"My bath!"

But her reason still prompted her to pick up the unconscious guy in front of her and leave quickly.

I'm afraid that if it's a little later, the bath will be destroyed in this guy's hands.

Of course, she was also afraid that this guy would die in her bath.

After all, this is her favorite bath.

Because this was in his own bedroom, no one else would know what was going on.

He came to the pool, pulled off the silver gauze shawl and clothes, put them on, and then carried this guy to his room.

Although she was mysophobic, when I saw her face, I instantly felt that mysophobia was not that important.

However, she is now in trouble again.

Looking at the angel lying on the bed, he frowned and couldn't do anything at all.

He just took off her bottom clothes that could barely cover her spring sunshine.

Originally, I wanted to take it off quickly and treat the wound, but the clothes that were stuck with blood were a little difficult to pull off.

Some of them had already solidified with flesh and blood, making her a little confused as to whether she should do it or not.

I was still worried that the wound would become infected, so I was cruel.

Every time a piece of clothing was pulled off with force, the unconscious angel would let out a groan of pain.

But she couldn't care so much. She was sure that she had seen many wounds in big scenes.

It wasn't until she took off all the clothes on the angel lying on the bed that the originally clean sheets were stained red with blood.

Even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

You don't have to smell it, you can feel it.

Looking at the wound that was constantly leaking red liquid, she felt the stickiness on her hands becoming hot.

"Why is it hurt so badly?"

Her slender white fingers were stained with a lot of blood from tearing the clothes. If she hadn't been trying to save people, it would have been a scene of murder.

He frowned and looked at the wound on his chest. The length and depth almost penetrated his chest.

And the wounds on the abdomen were neat and tidy, as if they had been pierced by some sharp blade. After all, the incisions were really neat.

Fortunately, there are a lot of medicines, otherwise, I really don’t know what to do.

It's just that she can't do anything about this injury, and it will take a long time to fully recover.

If she gets through it, fine.

If she couldn't survive it, there was nothing she could do.

So, the silver-haired angel spent a lot of effort to clean all the wounds and blood on her body, and then applied good medicine to the wounds.

As for the unconscious Angel who was so painful that she gasped for air, that was something she brought upon herself.

Being able to do this is already a sign of the generosity of this noble and reserved silver-haired young master.

After changing the sheets and finishing everything, he sat on a chair nearby.

In fact, in addition to these injuries, she also found some bruises and other flesh injuries on this guy's body.

The silver-haired angel couldn't imagine what this guy had done.

Is it against the rules of heaven?

so miserable.

Just looking at her face, I unconsciously thought of the blond angel who had been away from Tianji for a while.

Unable to hold back, he reached out and poked her face.

The moment my fingertips touched the face, I felt surprisingly soft.

But what the fingertips touched was cold.

The silver-haired angel couldn't help but frown, retracting his hand and staring at her face.

But she was a little worried about whether she would have a fever. After all, the injury was too serious.

If the wound got infected, there was nothing she could do.

The status of female angels is so low.

"Kesha..."

"She looks so much like you."