What's wrong with the God of Creation?

In the morning, the bright golden morning light is exposed from the top of the temple.

On the large gopher wooden bed in the inner hall, a blond angel and a silver-haired god, wearing light gauze nightgowns, are cuddling each other and sleeping.

A clean white blanket covered the two of them.It's just that on the side of the angel, it was obvious that because of the unstable sleeping position, it lost a lot.

It probably felt cold at night, like a ball of feathers, curled up in the arms of God.

It is in such a situation that God wakes up.

He was originally in the dark forest, repairing the biggest gap.It took a lot of mental energy to repair that place, and then fell into a deep sleep.

If he remembered correctly, he should be in the church in Salem, Jesus.

God opened his golden eyes, and what caught his eyes...was the temple where he had lived for many years?

The Creator God, who had been trying his best to maintain his composure since the birth of his godhead, felt flustered for the first time in the face of the sudden change.

He moved his fingers, but found that his hands seemed to be touching something.

Lowering his head, he saw the angel with loose golden hair curled up in His arms.

And what His palm touched was the angel's round buttocks...

The traces of cyan and purple stretched from the angelic jade-like neck all the way down to the white blanket cover, which could be clearly seen even through a layer of gauze.

He knew exactly what happened during the days when He became Yahweh, even if he did not extract the memory.

The face of the LORD is gloomy, like the sky before a storm with dark clouds.

The angel, who was sleeping soundly, trembled his eyelashes under the sunlight, and seemed to be about to wake up.

How to do?

God's silent face collapsed for a moment.

How to face his beloved Lucy?Just like last time, just avoid it?

But the last time He in the form of Yahweh just kissed the angel a few times, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

This time, he really... took Lu Xi.

A pure creature, his whole body was bruised and purple, and he was in a mess.

And He himself is comparable to a beast...

This is no longer a relationship that can be diluted after a few years of seeing each other, but a relationship that cannot be resolved at all...

What to say?

Yahweh is worthy of Himself... you know damn well about Him.

Never...

amazing……

God is still tangled, and the expressions on his face can be described as wonderful.

He didn't notice that the baby angel in his arms had woken up, and before he opened his eyes, he first rubbed against his collar intimately.

"Well... Yawei..." The voice was soft, with a coquettish nasal tone.

then……

The face flushed from sleep tilted upwards, raised his chin, and kissed the corner of His chin with his mouth pouted.

Soft and warm feeling, just one touch.

God, who had never been so "offended" by humans, suddenly froze.

The angel, who was in a drowsy sleep, opened his misty eyes.

Both arms stretched out towards God familiarly, and hooked around God's waist.

After waiting for a long time but still not getting a response from the other party, he snorted dissatisfiedly: "Yahwei...?"

As a result, he was suddenly overturned onto the bed by a huge force.

There was a shallow dull pain in his head, and Lucifer finally woke up.

The force of this fall was actually not great, but he became a god yesterday, Yawei no longer cared about his endurance, and indulged himself all night, now he feels that half of his body is not his own.

The sudden fall made his butt hurt as much as he fell in half, and his waist was sore and uncomfortable, which made him burst into tears.

"Lu Xi!" God's voice rang above his head, indifferent and calm, extremely condescending.

Oh, not only indifference, but also the anger that was trying to hold back.

Lucifer only felt that a basin of ice water was poured from the top of his head, and all the warmth he had had was completely extinguished by this low growl.

At this moment, he just felt extremely embarrassed.

It was even more embarrassing than the last time when I knelt outside the temple door and begged God.

He... was kicked away indifferently by the god who coaxed him, pampered him, and hugged him last night.

At this moment, every mark left on his body became a mockery of him.

He looked at the condescending god with no emotion in his gaze, and suddenly felt... this god was extremely strange.

It is neither the Yahweh who gives him all the honor and favor, nor the Yahweh who takes everything from him and holds him tightly in his palm.

It's not his god...

The angel looked at the person in front of him, the light in his eyes dimmed even more.

After a long silence, he lifted the blanket and bent his knees, trying to escape the oppressive atmosphere.

But just moved, before both legs had time to fully bend, the ankle was suddenly grabbed.

"Lu Xi." God's cold voice came into his ears.

Obviously, the place where the ankle was held could feel the body temperature of God, but he still felt that the place where the two touched was icy cold.

Wiping his back lightly, in an instant, God dragged him back from the bed.

"When you came back from the Witch Clan to the Nine Layers Peak, why didn't I see you? Don't you know anything about it?" God said in a cold voice, his stern eyes swept over him inch by inch.

From his neck to his ribcage, to his belly button and waist... straight legs, not even his ankles were spared.

God's gaze, if there is substance.

Everywhere he passed made him feel colder.

Until this moment, Lucifer truly felt that the one sitting in front of him and examining him was the Creation God with the highest divinity in this world.

And he is a creature.

In the eyes of God, it is no different from birds, beasts, fish, insects, and vegetation.

Lucifer didn't speak, but pushed God away sullenly.

The blue eyes of the wind were dim and without light, but he tried his best to endure it, and even took a shallow breath.

I'm afraid that a sudden soreness in the eyes or the tip of the nose will make him completely defeated.

Mingming had rehearsed countless times in his mind in advance, and he thought he could be calm enough, but after the incident really happened, he realized...the sadness, sadness, control, and coping that had been rehearsed in advance had all failed.

He was still overwhelmed by the flood of sadness, as if he had sunk into the boundless deep sea, and even breathing became difficult.

"I'm sorry..." he said softly.

Then he stood up and stretched out the blanket to wrap up the mess all over his body.

However, God did not intend to let him go just like that.

Strong fingers grabbed his wrist violently, and he heard the voice of God trying to suppress his anger, asking him: "Are you sorry, is it me? Lucifer! I raised you from a baby to this big, yes In order for you to..."

He stopped halfway through.

God's breath was filled with tremors after being suppressed with all his might.

"You've disappointed me so much!" He said.

Then, he roughly tore off the blanket he had just wrapped.

The normally strong cloth made a tearing sound under his rough movements.

The angel's pupils suddenly tightened.

He hurriedly waved his wings in front of him, and shouted in horror: "What are you doing!"

But God just had a gloomy face and forcefully peeled off his wings, and even started to lift the veil from his body.

Although Lucifer didn't know what He was going to do, the intuition from the Godhead deep in his heart told him: Resist.

He raised his foot and kicked God in the stomach: "Don't touch me!"

But how can he, an angel who has just become a god, defeat the creator god who has been condensed into a godhead for tens of thousands of years?

The raised leg was held down easily, and he didn't even have a room to move.

"Don't let me touch you?" God said in a cold voice, "Did I touch you less these days in Yawei's state? I will check for you to see what you have done. Shouldn't I have the right to know about this?" ? Lucifer, don't you think it's ridiculous to resist me now?"

God said, and he really stretched out his hand to him.

Lucifer was held down by Him to check his body, and he was already crying so hard that he couldn't make a sound.

The eyes were swollen into two carrots.

There were even a few pure white feathers scattered on the bed, which were all pulled down by his fierce resistance.

After God's inspection was over, he let out a deep breath and said, "You suffer..."

However, just after uttering two words, he was slapped hard on the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound echoed in the empty temple.

The angel, who was furious, used all his strength in this slap, and God was slapped half of his face to one side.

As for the instigator, it seemed that he did not expect such a result, his eyes were rounded, and he stared blankly at his palm.Tears were wet on the eyelashes, and even the sobs were forgotten.

"Luci." God resisted the burning pain on his face and called him heavily.

Only then did the angel react.

The eyes blinked, and the tears continued to fall.

Without saying a word, he got out of bed and changed into clean robes.

Because they were tossing violently together just now, they had exhausted their strength a long time ago, and when they walked now, their legs were all swollen, as if they were about to fall down at any moment.

"I know what you mean, let me calm down, right?" He said, "I'm going to the world first. You're right, I'm really not calm enough now, and I don't want to apologize for hitting you right now. Wait I'll calm down and come back to apologize to you."

"Just treat me as being spoiled by Yahweh."

Lucifer said coldly, and walked out of the temple.

The angel's back was straight, and he never looked back from the beginning to the end of the journey.

Only in the end, when he left, he turned his head slightly...

As if talking to himself, he said, "Jehovah...I am so disappointed in you too..."

Between words, there is an imperceptible fragility.

"Lu Xi!" God hurriedly chased out the door, "You can't leave the Nine Layers Peak!"

But on the empty Nine Layers Peak, the angel has long since disappeared.

God's hand rested on the door, his bluish-white fingertips almost embedded in the burnt-yellow wall.

After finally finishing the sentence of the examination, the angel kept interrupting the words: "You may be...conceived..."

But on the huge Nine Layers Peak, there is no one who should hear him.