What's wrong with the God of Creation?

The silver-haired deity, aware of his straightforward gaze, looked down at him.

The golden eyes were slightly teased.

Only then did Lucifer realize that he had been staring at Yawei for a long time.

He coughed in embarrassment, quickly turned his eyes away, and turned to greet the angel standing at the door: "Xiao Fei, come here."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed angel came over with graceful steps, and light blue ripples perched on the drooping wings.

"Your Highness." He said in a warm voice, bowing down in a respectful manner.

"Did Michael tell you why I called you?" Lucifer flipped through the file in his hand and asked.

The angel had obviously gotten the news, and immediately transformed into a scroll, handed it to Lucifer, and said: "His Royal Highness Michael told me, here is the list I compiled, please take a look, Your Highness." .”

Lucifer took the scroll.

The elegant and fancy small characters are like textbooks, and they are written in a straight-forward manner.

The content is also very detailed.

Lucifer originally thought that he only needed a list of angels, and he would personally select the rest.

Unexpectedly, the list given by Raphael also listed their characteristics, how many years they have served in heaven, and what kind of things they have done before.

Although he knew that Raphael was meticulous, but Lucifer did not expect him to be meticulous to this extent.Even a list he asked for casually can be perfected to this extent.

Moreover, it is less than half a day since Michael left Crystal Sky, how could Raphael write so well and completely...?

Lucifer looked shocked.

And this angel with a gentle personality is still explaining to him softly: "His Royal Highness Michael said that you need some angels to help share his daily affairs, so I matched a few of them according to some of the affairs that can be shared. .You can call them to Crystal Sky again, and you can pick them yourself.”

Lucifer followed his fingertips to look at the scroll again, only to find that every angel had a suggested job written on the back.

And these tasks can indeed be delegated to low-level angels, exactly as Lucifer thought.

For every job, two angels are matched.

A total of four affairs, no more, no less, exactly eight angels.

Lucifer closed the scroll, handed it to the assistant little angel at the side, and said: "Notify the angel servants, send these angels to come to Crystal Heaven. We need to screen out angels who are qualified for these positions today, and limit them Within a week, the big and small affairs in hand will be handed over, and they will settle in Crystal Sky."

This is not a trivial matter, and it can even be called a big shock in the upper echelons of heaven.

Yawei, who had been standing by Lucifer's side all the time, watching him make decisions, couldn't help frowning: "Lucifer, is this too radical? Angels in the third rank have important positions in their hands. Suddenly being sent to Crystal Sky, the original duties have to be delegated... This will take a long time to adjust."

Lucifer was silent.

The reed pen in my hand is turning back and forth...

Of course he knew it was too aggressive to do so, but...he really had a headache when he saw the piles of files.

Even if he can see ten lines at a glance, he can't reach the ten-meter length of this dossier...

The angel thought for a long time, and finally slapped the dossier on the table decadently, lying half of his body on the table.

Yawei saw that His Highness the Holy Archangel started to play a little temper again, and turned around to wink at Raphael and the little assistant.

Raphael immediately reacted, and pulled the clueless little assistant out.

When Raphael and the others went out, they closed the door considerately, and the whole room fell silent. Then Yawei turned around and scratched the angel's acupuncture points with his fingertips.

"What's the matter, are you tired?"

It was knocked off with a "snap".

The angel's entire face was buried in his arms.

A muffled voice came from the sleeve: "Don't touch me."

Tsk, duplicity.

The body is also not honest.

Yawei simply dragged a chair and sat beside him.Taking the reed pen that was dropped on the table, he looked down at the file that had not yet been annotated.

While looking at it, I sketched on it.

He just learned to read, but he couldn't understand some vocabulary, and couldn't read ten lines at a glance, so he had to read word by word, sentence by sentence, earnestly.When encountering trivial matters or greetings, imitate Lucifer's notes and write a big "read" on it.

When encountering relatively large and serious incidents, outline the key points.

While marking, he observed Lucifer beside him.

The beautiful angel's arms fell on the table, facing her side, her knuckles were slightly bent, and five round fingertips landed on the table.

The hair on the sideburns was quietly slipped aside by the owner, revealing pink ears, obviously listening to the movement.

Yawei watched it interestingly, and pretended to be casual and muttered in a low voice: "There are so many... I heard that I have to read it within a week, and today is over. Don't you have to work overtime at night?"

The angel remained motionless, but the balls of his fingers that landed on the table moved.

Yawei continued: "Even if the third-level angels can be transferred to help, they won't be able to arrive within a week... What should we do? Is His Royal Highness the Holy Archangel going to work overtime day and night?"

Lucifer was already annoyed by this onerous task, and didn't want to do it at all.

Yawei didn't care about him at all, and was still gloating at the sidelines!

With his little temper, he immediately came up.

Lucifer suddenly got up from the table, turned his head and roughly picked up Yawei's collar.

The thought in his heart is very good: he wants to throw this chatter away!Better to throw out the crystal sky!How dare he mess up!explain!talk!

The reality is: I picked it up with one hand, but didn't lift anyone up.

He hesitated and changed hands.

like……

It doesn't look too good...

The angel, who was so angry that he blew himself up, was about to perform a live performance of splitting in place.

Who can tell him why Yawei...is suddenly so heavy?

It was obviously held in my hand a month ago, and it didn't weigh much... How did it seem to become a mountain in a month?

However, this "mountain" was held by his collar, and he still looked calm.

The golden eyes looked at him without blinking, which could be called indulgence.

He has already gone too far, but he still smiled lightly.

His fingertips landed on his blown feathers, and he combed them softly: "Okay, I'm just kidding, don't be angry. But, you really have a lot of things to do, if you are lazy, you will really have to work overtime without sleep." .”

Lucifer loosened his fingertips, still grabbing Yawei's collar.

I don't move my hands or my feet.

The little god who had grown into a young man stood in front of him, taller than him.Seeing that he didn't move, she lowered her gaze slightly and asked him, "Don't you want to do it?"

When speaking, the fingertips followed his hair points and gently fell to the hair on his shoulders.

Lucifer pursed his lips, and his curled fingertips moved slightly.

Yawei's gentle voice fell to his ears again: "Otherwise, should Raphael and the others summon the eight angels first? Although the four from Crystal Sky are a bit too much, you can call in two emergency ones first."

Obviously teasing him.

Also obviously pampered.

No matter how dull Lucifer was, he still felt that this person indulged him without limit.

Besides, he wasn't slow to begin with.

Gentle fingers landed on his cheek again, and tapped lightly: "Do you think there are two assistants missing?"

He felt that he should step back and stop being touched by Yawei...

This god... his hands are really broken.

However, just as Yahweh was naturally close to him, he seemed unable to refuse Yahweh's comfort in any form.

The feet seemed to be fixed by something, and they couldn't move at all.

The angel blushed, resisting the urge to approach the person, turned to look at the pile of files on the table, trying to divert his attention.

Then, he murmured to himself: "There are three copies of the management logs of the three clans alone... one is longer than the other, it's all nonsense, and I have to read it..."

His eyes kept looking elsewhere, naturally he didn't know that Yawei was actually looking at him all the time.

I also didn't see the increasingly obvious smile in His golden eyes.

Until he heard his shallow teasing voice: "Lucifer, are you acting like a spoiled child to me?"

Immediately, the feathers on his back were blown up.

It's like someone stepped on a cat's tail.

"Who, who acted like a baby to you! I'm just complaining, anyone else would complain like that!" Lucifer said with his back tensed.

ah!Who wants to act like a baby with this brat!

Even if he is now taller than him, stronger than him, and becomes a god reborn like a god, it still can't change the fact that Yawei was a brat that he wanted to control before!

He himself blew it up badly, but the person across from him calmly bent his eyebrows and said indulgently, "Okay, you didn't act like a spoiled child. Two upper-level third-level angels are not enough, so I'll add one more. Help you see the three races." Management Chronicle, I will read everything they can’t finish for you, is that okay?”

Lucifer looked suspicious: "You...can you do it?"

He didn't realize at all that he was led away by Yawei again.

Yawei directly pushed him back to his seat.

Then unfold the file you just read, put it in front of him, and say, "Come and have a look at it for acceptance, see if it's still qualified?"

On the brown and blue scroll, there are dense management logs written on it.They were all trivial matters, but Yawei reviewed them one by one.

He not only reviewed it, but also took care to imitate his handwriting, each of which was extremely vivid.

The perfect way of handling, the tone is the same as his, and the notes are almost exactly the same.

Can't find a single fault.

Do not……

There are still some mistakes.

"You can help me, why don't you tell me, but also threaten me?" He turned his head and asked.

The little silver-haired deity was sitting beside him, only a palm away.

He was resting his chin on one hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Because you're so awkward."

he said.

"Getting you to accept my help is even more difficult than creating the world, my dear His Royal Highness the Holy Archangel."

Lucifer said "I don't believe it".

"You are talking nonsense."

Who knows, Yawei nodded seriously, with a calm face: "You are right."

Lucifer...

Slowly type a few:? ? ?

Can you still do this?

Yawei: "Because the way you blow up the feathers when you get angry is really cute... Well, the way you drop the feathers when you touch it is also very good. I like it. Lu, meow, Meow."

Lucifer: !!!

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