Please charm the god of light

The teenagers rushed out the door.

There were only the two of them left in the room.

The fingers pinching his chin did not relax, his eyes tightly caught the panic and shivering in the red pupils, his dry and smooth fingertips slowly moved to the boy's lower lip, and gently scratched it.

"I indulged you too much."

The evil in Jesse's bones cannot be concealed.

Indulging Jesse to flirt with strange men, he will make an extra effort to treat good women and men.

The light blue eyes were like the sky before the storm, full of regret.

"You can't be by my side forever. If you are sent back to the Huiliu Bureau, you are destined to cause disaster." The God of Light said in a harsh and deep voice, "From today onwards, I will personally teach you how to become a qualified God." Waiter."

Jesse: I don't plan to go back to Huiliu either.

But he couldn't screw the God of Light, so he was forced to put on a meticulous uniform and return to work.When the senior executives of the Huiliu Bureau came to the meeting room again, they saw Yeser standing aside reluctantly with a bitter face.

He was so rare that he even buttoned the top button of his shirt—of course he was forced to, even by the gods himself, which almost scared Jesse to half his life.

Halfway through the meeting, everyone needed an ancient book.

Jesse's eyes lit up: "I'll get it!"

A slender and powerful hand grabbed his wrist and pinned him in place.

The voice was gentle with a smile: "Just let the conference assistant go. The god attendant can't leave the god's side for half a step."

All the high-level people here gasped:

This terrible possessiveness!

This kind of clause has been around for a long time, but no one is really strict to this point.

They all knew the plan to charm the gods, and they looked at Jesse with admiration in their eyes, almost overflowing with hope.

Jesse: "..."

He was dying.

Jesse's stomach was empty, and his legs even started to feel weak.The God of Light's cheese smell has always been very strong, but if he doesn't touch the other party, this smell becomes the cruelest seduction.

Finally, the meeting ended and everyone dispersed.The Guangming Society heard a grunt behind him.

Jesse knew that whenever he acted weak, the God of Light would soften his heart.

A pair of big sparkling eyes blinked: "I'm very tired and very hungry."

It's even... hot.

If he doesn't eat, he will go into heat.

The God of Light didn't raise his head, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a God Whisperer came in with food immediately.

"Just eat here," he said, "after eating, let's go."

Jesse was about to burst into tears: "Let's go? Where are you going?"

The God of Light closed the file and said seriously: "The criminal finally uttered his confession this morning. Another 'human' who possesses the original fragment of the evil god is in the first domain. The location has been determined."

"The Origin of the Evil God".

Jesse suddenly woke up with sharp eyes.Which shameless thing took advantage of him being sealed to drain his original strength, causing him to suffer from hunger and starvation now, and dare not slap the God of Light in the face!

He suddenly became very active, casually pulling the food into his mouth, and then pushing the plate, with a high-spirited voice: "Let's go!"

Gollum—

The sound of hunger resounding through the conference room made the atmosphere suddenly awkward.

"Aren't you full after eating these things?"

Suspicious eyes traveled from the back of Jesse's head all the way to the tailbone.

Jesse felt a burst of electricity passing through his body, igniting hot and ambiguous sparks, and he almost couldn't help releasing his little wings.

Fortunately, he held back in time and argued: "Eat too fast, it hasn't reached the stomach yet, just wait a while!"

Gollum—

Another sound.

Jesse: "..."

He was obviously very hungry, but he could only force himself to burp, and smiled awkwardly: "This is the sound of being full, haha."

Suddenly, a big cold hand pressed against his cheek.

There seemed to be a whole piece of warm cheese sticking to the palm of his hand, and the moment it touched his cheek, Ye Se devoured it hungrily.

The god's voice finally softened: "Don't be so afraid of me. If you need it, just say it."

He kindly ordered two more plates of cheese pizza.Jesse was "tearful of gratitude", tearing up and wolfing down anxiously.

If you don't leave, the bite of cheese I just ate will be gone.

This time involving the energy of evil gods, the God of Light paid special attention to it, so he sneaked in himself, only taking Yeser with him.

Their identities are the eccentric young Viscount and his adopted son, who are invited to participate in the annual Imperial Auction Conference, and their target will also attend.

Yeser was reading a book on the carriage: "Different domains have different regimes. Although the first domain is the most prosperous and powerful domain, it still retains the monarchy."

The imperial system of the first domain has lasted for thousands of years, and it is full of filth, which is enough to form a brand new dark country under the surface prosperity.

Jesse quietly raised his eyes and looked at the young man sitting across from him.

Although his appearance has changed, he is still blond and blue-eyed.The sun shone through the windows of the carriage on his profile, like a perfect statue of a god.

"The annual auction conference is held in private. It violates the teachings of the oracle and is vicious and despicable. However, the nobles with names and surnames know it wholeheartedly." Jesse asked, "You also know that many people are obedient to others, why don't you take action?" ?”

"I have lived too long, enough for human society to change a few rounds."

Jesse was taken aback.

The God of Light turned his head and looked at him: "Where the light shines, there will be darkness. When the madness reaches a certain day, their own sins will perish. This is the law of the development of things. I can't intervene in everything, and I can't intervene." .”

Therefore, only matters related to the survivors of the evil gods and Shenguang will be handed over to the Huiliu Bureau.The rest of the time, no matter what happens, the Huiliu Bureau cannot intervene in the dunya.Similarly, the gods will respond to active requests and wishes, but they will not take the initiative to intervene in the internal replacement of Huiliu Bureau.

This is the rule.

"Since that's the case, then what does it matter to you whether I will be involved in the cholera Huiliu situation?"

Why do you have to be responsible to me and teach me?

The eyelashes of the god fluttered, as if pushing open a window that had been intentionally ignored.

Suddenly, a startled horse neighed, interrupting them.

The carriage stopped.

"You two forgot? No traffic ahead. Please get out of the car and check your identity."

The two got out of the car and showed the invitation.There was an electronic image on the invitation. The inspector clicked on the image and compared it with the two of them.

The God of Light often walks in the world. This set of identity-making techniques is wonderful and reliable, and can even change the memory of people in the network.

In front was a gate with bars, and the inspector handed the invitation back to them and let them through.

"Viscount Siwin, please."

The sun was still shining in the distance, and suddenly there was a thick fog ahead.

Jesse's eyes suddenly changed!

And there's chaos in the air here!

However, the concentration was very low, and it was just controlled to a dose that was "somewhat intoxicated" but did not completely lose consciousness. It was similar to drunkenness, and it was enough to wake up after the auction.There is obviously an expert manipulating behind this.

In front of them, a group of nobles who arrived first fainted.Next to it, a young servant who was waiting immediately stepped forward: "Are you all right? I will help you in."

The voice of the bearded nobleman also faltered: "Wait, take the wallet off the carriage!"

His wife is still a little sanity: "Didn't you say you want to save the flowers? Don't... oh, you are right, take them down and spend them!"

They were dizzy and were helped into the thick fog.

The God of Light obviously felt it too, and frowned slightly.Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head to look around.

The boy was dizzy and his body was shaking.

The servant next to him came up as usual: "I help you in?"

His hands naturally rested on Jesse's shoulders.

Suddenly, a big cold hand slapped off his fingers, and the voice was as cold and sharp as if responding to the coveted treasure.

"Don't bother."

The boy's expression changed, and he calmed down.

It seems that this "Viscount" is a good enlightener and has a mind.But it doesn't matter, if you stay in the venue for a long time, no matter how strong you are, you can only fall!

The boys bowed their heads and retreated respectfully to both sides.

The god withdrew his eyes, picked up the dizzy young man, and carried him forward.

The young man was obviously much more sensitive, as if he was drunk, his whole body was weak and boneless, his head hung down, leaning on the shoulder of the god.

Her curly black hair was weak and waxy, her small and delicate facial features were slightly wrinkled, and her whole body was hot as if she had drunk too much.

The god grabbed his hand and couldn't help tightening it.He turned his head, stared ahead, and quickened his pace.

After he looked away, on his shoulders, a pair of cunning and beautiful big eyes opened slightly, and the ruby ​​shone brightly in the thick fog.

It's good to pretend to be drunk, it's wonderful to pretend to be drunk.

Jesse buried her face in her broad shoulders and took a deep breath.

He was still not satisfied, taking advantage of his "drunkness", he put his hands on the exposed neck and side of the god's face without any scruples, and wiped the oil indiscriminately.

Even if he was pushed away, he still had a full meal, and there was a valid reason!

Jesse closed her eyes, feeling happy in her heart.

The cheese is so filling.

However, the footsteps of the gods stopped.He supported Jesse with one hand, and gently stroked the back of his head with the other.

After being tolerated, Jesse's two hands pushed even further, as if testing the bottom line of the gods.

Anyway, it's not my responsibility to be "drunk" when I wake up!

The hand stroking the back of the head lightly increased.

But he didn't push the boy away.

The author has something to say:

Whether to be tolerant, whether to be conniving, or not, depends on who it is against =w=