Who made you not earnestly create the world!

"Ok?"

The movement of the picture paused, and the guy pressing on Metatron made a suspicious nasal sound, and then Metatron heard the guy say with doubts: "Woke up so soon?"

The cold voice was so familiar that Metatron almost lost his breath.

--elegant!Wei!

Thinking of that sachet, Metatron would be a fool if he didn't know why he couldn't move!

Grinding his teeth in his heart, Metatron thought that the blond angel would let go of his control after realizing that he woke up, but he didn't expect the blond angel to continue drawing on his chest after saying that sentence!

Noticing that he woke up, the blond angel said softly: "Don't be afraid." Then he continued his actions.

Metatron's mind was blank, and he couldn't even get angry.

Because the eyes are closed, the feeling of being close to the other party is more obvious, and the cold breath belonging to the other party almost wraps him up, and he can no longer feel anything else.

Compared with other archangels, Metatron is considered informal and often plays with his companions, but he has never been so... so close.

The blond angel who was close to Metatron's forehead stopped his fingers, and then glanced down. The complicated golden god lines were drawn on the beautiful white chest like beautiful patterns.

The blond angel pursed his lips in satisfaction, then closed his eyes and muttered something, a soft white light lit up between the foreheads that were close to each other, and the wings behind Metatron slowly unfolded, depicting the The golden divine pattern on the chest and lower abdomen also lit up, and the black on the stretched wings slowly faded in the light of the divine pattern.

The blond angel closed his eyes and felt that the dark aura in Metatron's body was getting less and less until it disappeared. Then he opened his eyes, and his hands went around Metatron's back and stroked Metatron's wings, feeling The black color on Metatron's wings had completely faded, and after all the fallen feathers had grown back, the blond angel checked Metatron's body again with his consciousness, and found that the dark breath had completely disappeared. Then he raised his head and no longer pressed it against Metatron's forehead.

Released the restraint on Metatron's body, seeing Metatron opened his eyes and looked at him, the blond angel asked lightly: "Health is better..." Before he could say anything, the blond angel only felt a little bit of pain. It hurts, and then the whole body rolled off the bed!

The blond angel sat on the carpet in the room, with a dull expression on his face for the first time, staring at Metatron on the bed slowly sitting up.

—He was...kicked out of bed by Metatron? !

A certain Creator God who was kicked out of bed by his own creation without the slightest precaution is now a little dazed and can't get back to his senses for a while.

The golden divine pattern seemed to be branded on his chest, showing no signs of fading away, but Metatron just glanced at it blankly, then picked up the belt that was thrown by the bed and tied it back around his waist, his chest was covered The nightgown was tightly covered.

There was no anger, no roar, and Metatron's calm performance made people feel weird and uneasy.

The blond angel frowned, got up from the carpet and calmly watched Metatron sitting on the bed and straightening his nightgown.

After covering himself tightly with a nightgown so that the chain bones were not exposed, Metatron looked at the blond angel standing by the bed, his warm brown eyes were calm and indifferent, and there was no trace of anger on his face , the tone was as cold as Samuel's possession: "Is there anything else? If there is nothing, can I go out? I still want to continue to rest."

The blond angel frowned even deeper, and he stepped forward to get closer to the bed and said, "Metatron, you..."

"Get out!" Metatron raised his voice sharply, his voice was so harsh that even he was frightened by his own voice.

Panting for breath, Metatron lowered his head, tightly grasping the quilt covering his lower body with both hands, his voice tremblingly crying: "Could you please go out for a while?"

Half a minute later, Metatron heard the soft closing of the door.

Metatron covered his face on the pillow, his body trembling unceasingly, not only had a strong sense of shame, but also fear and panic.

The blond-haired angel leaned against the wooden door, staring straight ahead, as if wandering carelessly, or lost in thought.On the delicate and beautiful face, the snow-blue eyes were neither sad nor happy, cold and clear to the extreme.

He's like—what's wrong?

In the Great Church, the Book of Creation sighed to Leviathan: "Your Father God, his EQ is almost comparable to Michael's IQ."

Leviathan took a deep breath, covered her chest and stared at the Book of Creation with her eyes wide open. She was shocked and terrified that the Book of Creation dared to say such deadly words.

Seeing Leviathan's expression, the Book of Genesis became melancholy, "Oh, this feeling that everyone in the world is drunk and I am alone, my scholar is so lonely like snow."

Everything in the heaven is good, but the emotional aspect is too clean, you see, even the archangel is unconsciously teased by some scumbag god, and I don't know what's going on.

Leviathan: "..."

I feel sick and swollen, what should I do, Father God.

Samuel came to see Metatron in the afternoon, but he was in vain. After asking the angel of the palace, he found out that Metatron had gone to work in the palace of the fourth heaven.

Samael frowned, then turned and went to the fourth heaven.

When Samuel opened the door, he saw Metatron sitting behind his desk holding a document in a daze, walked over silently and knocked on the desk.

Startled by the sudden sound, Metatron came back to his senses instantly and saw Samuel standing at his desk frowning and looking at him, his light blue eyes almost turned dark blue at this moment .

"Samael, why did you come in without knocking?" Metatron threw the document on the table, a little dissatisfied.

Samuel said lightly, "Knocked, I just came in without hearing your response." After speaking, he looked at the three pairs of holy and beautiful golden wings behind Metatron, with doubts flashing in his eyes, "Your wings How did it get better so quickly?"

Metatron's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then returned to their usual clarity in an instant. He raised his arm and put his chin in his hand and said with a smile, "Oh, who made me feel better? Sing a few more hymns Everything will be fine."

"Metatron!" Samuel emphasized, with a rare look of anger on his face. "Don't make fun of your body! If the hymn is really so effective, then we won't lose so many angels in the war with the demon world!"

Seeing that Samuel was really angry, Metatron put away his smiling face, sighed, and said lightly, "I'm really all right now. If you don't believe me, you can come and have a check."

Samael immediately stepped forward and grabbed Metatron's hand to check, but as soon as he grabbed it, Metatron shook Samael's hand away instantly!

Facing Samuel's astonished gaze, Metatron, who retracted his hands into his arms with a strange expression, pursed his lips, turned his head immediately, and said softly after a while: "...Sorry."

Seeing Metatron, whose attitude suddenly became so sensitive and weird, Samuel felt extremely sour and uncomfortable, and hated the demons even more in his heart.He wanted to comfort Metatron, but he, who was always indifferent and reticent, opened his mouth for a long time but failed to utter a word of comfort. As a judge, he didn't know how to comfort at all, and he never tried to comfort anyone.

He could only open his mouth silently and look at Metatron, who lowered his head and said nothing, the atmosphere in the room almost froze.

In the end, Samael could only say goodbye to Metatron, then quickly left Metatron's office, returned to his palace and meditated for a long time, and decided to ask his companions for help.

Who to turn to...Michael can't do it, Lucifer doesn't dare to alarm, Messiah isn't the one who comforts angels, sometimes he's even more venomous, Gabriel seems to be able to, ah, Raphael!

Samuel's eyes lit up, and he immediately flew to Raphael.

Raphael was speechless for a long time after listening to Samael's narration.

Samuel said impatiently, "You have a trick!"

Raphael rubbed the center of his brows and said, "If you ask me for advice, then who should I ask for advice? You really think highly of me, and I don't know what to do, okay?"

"Then what should we do? Metatron's current situation is really wrong!"

"Metatron can't be described as something wrong now." Raphael put down his hands, crossed his fingers, and his gentle face sank, "Obviously, Metatron didn't complete his battle between the devil world and the mortal world." Tell us the full story of the world, Samuel, I need to know what Metatron is hiding."

"I dare not ask." Samuel said frankly, but his eyes could be described with sadness, "Raphael, Metatron's appearance at that time made me not even have the courage to speak."

Raphael was startled, then sighed, "I see, I'll talk to Metatron tomorrow. Did you tell Lucifer?"

"If Lucifer finds out, there will be a complete disturbance." Samuel shook his head, "Lucifer's methods are too strong, I was afraid that Metatron would be stimulated, so I didn't dare to tell Lucifer, directly Came to find you."

"Thank you so much for thinking of me." Raphael said with a smile on his face, he knew it.

Samuel raised his eyebrows, "Don't be like this, Rafael, shouldn't companions take care of each other with love?"

After being silent for a while, Rafael gave Samuel a gentle smile, and said with a strong bookish look: "—For God's sake, let me get out of here mellowly!"

Samuel looked at Raphael, who was full of gentleness and wisdom, in shock, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Not good, Raphael is irritable. In fact, Samuel is not the first to find Raphael. Lucifer came to the door as early as yesterday, expressing to Raphael overtly and secretly that he wants him to come back from the devil world. Metatron, who is very wrong, wants to go back to the confidant elder sister, and expresses in his words what will happen to Metatron if this continues, making Rafael very big.

Hearing Samuel's words now, Raphael is even more worried. He has no experience in comforting his companions, okay?He has a lot of experience in comforting his subordinates, but can his subordinates compare with Meta Trom, who is also an archangel?Don't look at how Metatron always fights with Michael and is heartless, but who doesn't know that Metatron's nerves are the most sensitive and fragile, and everyone was born together and grew up together , In this way, it is difficult to speak a lot of words.

But in the end, the worry about Metatron prevailed in his heart. After Samuel left, Raphael couldn't sit still, and immediately ran to Metatron's palace. Long wasn't there at all.

After asking Metatron's adjutants and subordinates, all of them said that they didn't see where Metatron had gone, Raphael suddenly had an ominous premonition.

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