What's wrong with the God of Creation?

Heaven, the Ninth Heaven: Crystal Heaven.

Cypress Manor.

His Highness the Holy Archangel, Lucifer, was pinching the crystal cup, sipping the holy dew lazily, with a pair of white wings fluttering leisurely behind him.

The wings flapped, blowing a light mint fragrance.

Not far away, the reeds by the lake had new flocs, and a few robins with bright coats were still sitting on the flocs.

On the rare holiday of the Seraphim, several Seraphs in heaven sat around the table, and even Uriel, who had been stationed in hell all year round, returned from his holiday.

At first everyone chatted in a friendly manner, but later, for some reason, it all became gossip.

"Gabriel, I heard that you have fallen in love with a beautiful young man in the world, and you go to people's doors with roses every day to offer gifts. Is this true?"

"No. Your Highness Uriel, you are soaked in hell every day, will your brain be blackened by them? Be careful that God the Father will ask you to go to the temple to receive punishment someday."

Originally, Lucifer didn't care about these boring gossips, and just listened quietly.But for some reason, this topic got around to him while chatting.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what can I suffer from? The one who should be guilty should be a certain Highness."

When I said this, I deliberately bit "someone" hard, for fear that others would not understand the meaning.

Lucifer lazily rolled his eyelids, and a shallow smile curved his lips: "Slandering the Holy Archangel will enter the Angel Prison, Your Highness Uriel."

Uriel: "Dare to do what you don't dare to do. In this world, besides Father God, who else doesn't know that you are not stingy? Maybe, Father God is also like a mirror in his heart, watching you play every day."

Lucifer crossed his legs and kicked towards the opposite side, and scolded him with a smile: "You are talking nonsense."

Just as they were bickering, the angel guarding the gate came hurriedly, raised the hem of his clothes and bowed to salute: "His Royal Highness, Your Highness, His Royal Highness Sariel is here."

Hearing Sariel's name, several archangels present immediately winked at Lucifer ambiguously.

Speaking of which, this angel named Sariel is also a high-level angel second only to Seraphim.

His duty is to protect human souls from being invaded, and he is also Gabriel's assistant in the world.

Now, in this era when all things are peaceful, he is too idle in the world, so he was transferred to Angel Academy to be the dean.

Counting the time, this year is the tenth year that Sariel has been stationed in heaven.

As for the ambiguous expressions of the other archangels, it was because this high-ranking angel had been unable to hide his reverence for Lucifer since he entered heaven.

The entire Crystal Sky knows about this matter.

Uriel bent his amber-like eyes, and teased Lucifer: "Little Ye Zi is here again? Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know what the reason is this time, I want to see His Royal Highness the Holy Archangel."

Saying so, he swung open the gate of the manor: "Come in, little leaf, the holy angel is here."

Not long after, an angel stepped out from the long corridor of wisteria.

With pure white wings and a halo of clear water, she walked lightly.

Lucifer was used to it, he asked someone to fill the crystal cup with dew, picked two mint leaves and threw it into the cup.

I took a few sips and found it tasteless, then squeezed a few grapes and peeled them silently.

"Your Highness."

Sariel's soft voice came from not far away, saying, "Let me come."

Before Lucifer made a statement, the people next to him laughed ambiguously.

Sariel thought he picked a few round grapes from the fruit basket, and carefully peeled off the thin purple skin to reveal the plump grape flesh.Take out the grape seeds with magic power, and then gracefully drop the grapes into the crystal cup.

He served voluntarily, and Lucifer didn't care about him, he just quietly lowered his eyes and looked at him half-up.

On the other hand, Michael asked solemnly, "Sariel, what are you doing in Crystal Sky?"

Sariel pushed the crystal cup with soaked grape meat in front of Lucifer, and then pulled up his robe and saluted Michael respectfully: "The instructor who taught etiquette in the academy went to the mortal world to combine with others, and applied for a 300-year vacation ... I would like to ask His Royal Highness the Holy Archangel to take this position temporarily."

Michael was taken aback, and swept Lucifer aside uncertainly from head to toe, and asked, "Are you sure, do you want to invite Lucifer as an etiquette instructor?"

After all, for Lucifer, who is revered as the holy archangel, from the top of the head to the tip of the toes in the current posture, there is no place in line with etiquette.

The other Seraphs, His Royal Highnesses, also held back their laughter when they heard the words.

Sariel blushed instantly.

Lucifer coughed lightly, knocked on the table, and his blue eyes swept over everyone one by one.

After everyone sat upright with interest, they reached out to Sariel.

Seeing the little angel's nonchalant response, he helplessly spread his palms: "Didn't you say that you want me to be the etiquette instructor? As for the paperwork, show it to me."

Sariel quickly took out the silver folder with gold inlay, held it in both hands, and presented it in front of Lucifer.

"Please take a look."

Lucifer took the folder with one hand and held it in his hand, looking at each line carefully.

For thousands of years, the only holy archangel who can freely enter and exit the temple on the top of the nine heavens, and the only holy archangel that God puts in the palm of his hand.The long hair exudes a golden light, and even the wings are plated with the color of the holy light.

It is the existence that the whole heaven admires.

The golden holy light that was exposed from the top of the Nine Heavens fell on him alone, and even the raised collar was covered with light golden lines.

"I'll take over for him for 300 years?" Lucifer finished reading, with a chuckle on his lips, and patted the document in front of Sariel, "You will find trouble for me. Why, do you think I Is this holy archangel too idle?"

The little angel standing beside him, even if he lived in a high number for thousands of years, couldn't help but blushed slightly in front of this powerful Seraph Archangel.

"Just, as long as you teach one class every week, it won't take you long..."

Uriel, who was sitting across from him, let out a snort, and couldn't help but tease: "Pfft, 300 years... Xiao Yezi is ready for a long-term battle, right? I think our holy angel, the morning star of heaven, will be killed sooner or later." It was taken off."

After the voice fell, there was another burst of laughter.

Several people were laughing, not far away, in the reeds a few steps away, for some unknown reason, they suddenly flew away from the large group of robins.

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw...

Between the tall and dense reed leaves, a pair of white and tender hands were pulled out.

The reed leaves are moving.

Then, the plain white robe was slowly worn out from the dense leaves, revealing a stunning face.

Delicate face, silver hair.

On the clean forehead, there are light golden lines shining.

Michael got up from his seat, and there was a little doubt between his brows: "A newborn angel? Why did it suddenly appear in Cypress Manor."

Looking at the white figure, Lucifer frowned slightly.

Then he stretched his wings and landed in front of that person in an instant.

He is a half-grown angel, who looks only eleven or twelve years old.

The moment Lucifer fell, he also looked up at him.

The golden eyes are like the divine light of creation exposed in the temple above the nine heavens.

Lucifer turned his body slightly, and looked at the young man's back: the back was flat, it looked like he hadn't added wings yet.

"A newborn angel?"

"Who are you?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

In the next second, Qing Lin's breath suddenly approached.

Pure, holy, with inexplicable familiarity.

The hair on Lucifer's cheeks was gently brushed like the wind.

There was a momentary warm touch on the earlobe.

Then, there was the sound of jingle bells.

He tilted his head slightly, only to realize that the pink fingertips of this newborn young angel were lightly touching the ring hanging by his ear.

A gold double-buckle ring, wrapped in an indigo drop diamond, hangs from his earlobe.

At this time, because of the boy's touch, there was a shallow, crisp sound.

Lucifer took a step back subconsciously, and grabbed the young man's wrist: "Little friend, the earrings bestowed by God are not something you can touch casually."

Hearing this, the young man's eyes slowly shifted from the rings around Lucifer's ears to the fingers he was holding.

In the end, the joints were slightly bent, and his eyes were lowered.

Sariye, who hurried over from the side, hurried forward upon seeing this, and gently stretched Lucifer's sleeve.

"Your Highness, the newborn little angel has not been taught by the academy and does not know the etiquette of heaven, so don't be angry."

When speaking, the fingertips shook gently.A pair of watery eyes, warm and flattering.

Lucifer gave a "tsk", withdrew his hand, and then patted his sleeve: "Why are you nervous, are you afraid that what will happen to my little friend? In your eyes, I am so unreasonable?"

Sariye smiled when he heard the words, and the corners of his lips curled up playfully: "No way, Your Highness has always been kind in Sariye's heart."

Then he squatted down and touched the top of the boy's head: "What's your name, why did you come to Crystal Sky? I'm the academy tutor in charge of newborn angels, and I'll take you back to Angel Academy later."

Two angels, one big and one small, talked in front of Lucifer.He didn't intervene, so he folded his arms and hugged his chest, watching quietly.

The docile-looking young man's gaze swung between Lucifer and Sariel for a moment, and finally fell so coldly on Sariel's fingertips.

In the next second, the coercion that belonged exclusively to Seraphim, and was even superior to Seraph's, hit the door in an instant.

Under the violent force, the boy's silver hair fluttered.

The light gold sleeves made a hunting sound.

The powerful force, as if consciously, rushed towards Lucifer who was dressed in white, and then split in half in front of him.

For a moment, there was only the crisp sound of earrings swaying in the wind.

When Lucifer came back to his senses, the Seraphs behind him had all knelt down on the ground.

And Sariel, who was in front of her, was the first to bear the brunt, kneeling on her knees, her teeth almost biting her lower lip to bleed.

"presumptuous."

A cold voice came into the ears.

Clearly the crispness of a young man, but with a subdued sense of oppression.

When everyone around him, even the reed flowers on the lakeshore, were bending over, only Lucifer still maintained the posture just now, not even the fluff on the wings behind him was disturbed at all.

Slowly, slowly, he lowered his head.With light blue eyes, he looked at the clean and dignified young man.

Unexpectedly, those golden pupils were also staring at him.

"Who are you?" The boy asked coldly.

Then he stepped up and put his toes on his neck.

The sound of sniffing is shallow and thin, and it hits the ear pinna.

Mixed with this person's faint breath.

His Royal Highness the Holy Archangel who has never had any cross-boundary contact with anyone...

There was a roar like a gust of wind and a tsunami in my mind.

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CP: God X Lucifer

Lucy is a shou, don't make a mistake!

set up:

1. Lucifer is the younger brother of Michael, who adopts the setting of evil power;

2. Lucifer is a cub raised by God himself (the author made it up because she wanted to write it);

Tuijiyou serial book: "My tablet has become the palm treasure of the antique tycoon"

Author: Tangerine Cat Fruit

Copywriter:

Grandpa is the city god, parents are errands, and Ming Yi, as the third generation of officials among ghosts, of course chooses to be a waste of food, drink and pleasure!

Just looking at the little ghosts around me in pairs, loving each other.

He seemed to be getting a little excited.

"Dad, should I go on a blind date?"

"Shouldn't."

"Mom, is there any good-looking boy in the aunt's family you know, introduce one to me."

"No."

"Grandpa, help me see if there are any good-looking little ghosts coming to reincarnate recently."

"No time."

It's stupid, with such a family on the stall, will he be alone for the rest of his life?

No, he has to rely on himself!

Cao Xuanhe, the owner of an antique shop.

The antiques in his store are the things that many old players dream of.

It is said that he is extremely picky, and the antiques he handles start at least a million.

I don't know how many people lined up to let him give their baby palm eyes.

One day, a handsome young man walked into the store and put a gloomy wooden tablet in front of him.

The young man smiled and asked, "Boss Cao, how much is it worth?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Huh?"

Ming Yi: "I want to sell it to you."

Cao Xuanhe sneered: "Heh."

The young man hesitated for half a second, and pushed his tablet forward: "It is given to you for free, with countless dowries attached, and you will never be disadvantaged."

Cao Xuanhe: ...

People who like antiques always like to take stock of small things in their hands.

Bracelets, walnuts, jade...etc.

Boss Cao is different. The object he is playing with is a gloomy wooden tablet the size of a palm. It is extremely precious and never let people touch it. Some people do not believe in evil and want to buy it at a high price, but they are immediately thrown out. .

Afterwards, everyone in the antique world knew that that small object was a priceless treasure to Cao Xuanhe.