The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 37: City

Chapter Thirty-Seven

When meeting the Messiah on the road, Yahweh once again received a sincere greeting with a blank face.

Then, the Messiah made the "offering" with both hands.

Fetal medicine.

As soon as Yawei felt what it was, he immediately threw it into the storage space like a hot potato, not daring to let Lucy see it. Lucifer was considerate and didn't ask, and when they both returned to the Seraph Palace in the central area of ​​the star sky, he closed the palace door, and there was no need to hold Yawei in his arms.

The invisibility magic disappears, and the blond angel appears.

"I miss you so much."

Lucifer's words of longing lingered on the tip of his tongue, his eyes were like the morning light, soft enough to drown an angel.

Yawei looked at the familiar Lucifer, the blond hair was so bright and beautiful, there was no darkness that made his heart ache. His Lucy has the most dazzling appearance, but also has a flexible and resolute heart. Even falling into **** cannot destroy his pride.

Yawei hooked his neck, accidentally kissed his lips proactively, and his voice overflowed between his teeth, "I miss you too."

Only seeing Lucifer again.

Only did he know what he had missed and what treasures he had lost with his hands.

Lucifer's thoughts are much purer than Lucifer's. Although he only temporarily suppressed the darkness and returned to the angelic state, angels do not advocate sex/desire. Lucifer has kissed Yawei, and his eyes are still clear and clean. He placed his hands on Yahweh's waist peacefully, and did not lightly lighten Yahweh.

On the contrary, when Yawei saw Lucifer, he couldn't help touching the angel's back. The roots of the wings near the back couldn't stand being touched at all. Lucifer dodged for a moment, and gently refused. : "Don't touch there."

Then he hugged Yawei and stopped the other party's irritating behavior.

Yawei was made guilty by such a beautiful angelic side. If it was Lucifer in a blackened state, he would probably devote himself now.

The layout of the sleeping hall is very elegant.

Yawei lay face down on the bed, with his chin resting on a pillow, and a soft quilt under his abdomen. His golden pupils watched Lucifer walking in the dormitory, adding items to him from time to time. Gradually, Yawei became sleepy. In such a peaceful environment, he closed his eyelids, waiting to see the brand new dormitory when he woke up.

Soon, Lucifer found some bottles and jars.

"Birth control pills?"

Picking up one of the bottles, Lucifer was surprised to recognize the effect of the medicine in it.

Yawei's drowsy nerves tightened.

Then he saw the blond angel pick up another bottle, and muttered in an erratic way: "This is... a fetal medicine that nourishes the body?"

Lucifer confiscated all these bottles and jars, and replaced them with medicines that are really beneficial to angels. These are the medicines he specially made for Yahweh in hell. After getting Yawei's living environment settled, Lucifer walked to the bedside, seeing Yawei staring at him amusedly, as if he was embarrassed by those potions.

"With me here, you don't need these things."

Lucifer pulled out the pillow, let Yawei's head rest on his lap, and adjusted his sleeping position by the way. Facing Yawei's suspicious gaze, he touched Yawei's well-raised cheek skin, and said hesitantly: "I will be careful not to **** inside."

Angels have gender on the outside, but they have no gender on the inside. Only when they fall into heaven and form a body can they have real gender.

Yawei was stunned by Lucifer's dirty words.

Lucifer smiled, "Don't treat me completely as an angel, I am also Lucifer."

Yawei: "..."

Bottomless abyss, return him the first of the seven virtues of purity and kindness!

With Lucifer's careful care, Yawei and him have a better relationship, and the losses they suffered from Lucifer before are made up for by tenderness on Lucifer's side. One night, Yawei listened to Lucifer telling him about Seraphim, and Lucifer told him all the techniques that could improve Yawei's prestige. Those difficult official duties were as light as wind under his words. Cloudy little things.

Yahwei is still interested in other things, but when he hears about the method of correcting official affairs, sleepy people come.

In less than a moment, Lucifer's voice stopped.

Harvest a sleeping silver-haired beauty.

He sighed helplessly, put Yawei, who was avoiding official duties, into the quilt, and tidied up his smooth silver hair to prevent Yawei from turning over and pressing his own hair. Such a pure Yahweh is only suitable for living in a carefree heaven... How dare he take it to hell.

Let's wait a little longer.

Afterwards, Lucifer quietly left Yawei's bedroom.

Outside, the heavenly night falls, the stars are shining, the street lights are on, paving a pure white road. Lucifer stopped in front of Yahweh's palace, with sadness in his eyes, he looked at this group of palaces, here, there is no longer his administrative palace in the past.

He stayed in heaven for 200,000 years and experienced two creation ceremonies.

From Genesis to now, most of Lucifer's memories stay in heaven, this kingdom full of light.

Picking up his steps, Lucifer walked towards tonight's destination, his white robe brushing against the dustless ground, elegant and calm. I don't have time to waste, I can't let Yawei wake up and find that he is not with him.

In the palace of the second Seraph Archangel.

He had finished his official duties a long time ago, and Michael was sleeping soundly hugging the quilt, occasionally smacking his mouth, as if he was thinking about something good he had eaten. His skin is a yellowish wheat color, and his red hair is like a flame jumping around, so messy that the angel often wonders if he will wake up in the morning, whether his hair will be knotted.

However, no matter how rough he looks, he will still wake up in a daze when a gaze keeps falling on him.

"Who is it?"

Through the curtain in front of the bed, Michael could only see a vaguely slender figure.

Before Michael was confused about which attendant came to him in the middle of the night, a few jade-white fingers penetrated and pinched a corner of the curtain. I saw that his fingernails were round, with a light pink color, and they were extremely delicately trimmed. Just a fingertip made Michael's heart beat wildly.

"Who are you..."

It can't be a servant, a servant doesn't have this level of beauty, Michael instinctively feels bad.

Like a beauty pulling away the hazy gauze curtain, the curtain was slowly opened, and a few strands of blond hair hanging on the white robe came into view, but Michael did not pay attention to the blond hair that attracted the attention, but died. He stared at the ornamentation on the edge of the white robe and the edge of the sleeves, three streaks of gold, two streaks of blue... It was a grade that only Seraph Archangel could wear in the Three Realms!

His neck creaked stiffly up.

Without needing words, Michael widened his eyes and saw clearly the person who visited his bedroom at night.

Like a beautiful angel in a dream staring at him, his blue eyes are clear and bright, with indescribable pride and majesty. Even in the unlit bedroom, he was still unbelievably beautiful, as if arriving at Michael's bed was a supreme gift.

He looked at him.

Michael has been petrified.

There was a smile on the corner of Lucifer's lips, and tens of thousands of years of time suddenly disappeared, as if he had returned to the past.

[Michael. 】

A scream that tore through the night sounded, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The cherubs living nearby were all awakened by the movement here. Michael's voice was so penetrating that it had its own amplification effect. They were puzzled to see Michael rushing towards the palace of the Archangel without even changing his nightgown, as if there was something terrifying behind him.

Seeing his former boss in the middle of the night, and seeing Lucifer disappear in front of him with his own eyes, Michael was terrified.

In the palace of Archangel Wisdom, the red-haired angel's tall and burly body shrank into a ball, trembling as he hugged the gentlest Metatron's waist.

"I saw Your Highness ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Calm down—"

"Ahhh, His Highness must be trying to kill me! I blocked him from going to the Great Church, and even drew my sword at him!"

"Look, Lucifer hasn't killed you for so many years, don't think about it."

"His Royal Highness has a worse temper than His Majesty in some respects!"

Michael had two tears in his mouth, and the fear on his face was undisguised, enough to see how much psychological shadow Lucifer had left on him.

“…”

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Metatron was unable to support his forehead, "Michael, did you have a nightmare tonight? Just talk about nonsense, don't forget that heaven forbids talking about that person."

In his opinion, His Royal Highness Lucifer's temper can definitely be called tolerant and gentle.

Metatron stood up from his bed and patted Michael's hand away, "Okay, I'll accompany you to see the dormitory."

There is no abnormality in the results of the inspection.

There is no phantom of Lucifer, or... the "ghost" that Michael said.

Under Michael's repeated begging and persuasion, Metatron flicked his sleeves, abandoned Michael mercilessly, and returned to his palace to sleep in the cage. Outside the busy Seraph Palace at night, Lucifer, who was invisible, watched Metatron leave, casually tapped his lips with his index finger, and softly murmured: "It's really useless, I can't stand the excitement. "

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he remembered Michael's frightened expression.

Could it be that Michael knew something inside when he desperately stopped him from going to God?

The star necklace has a limited time in a day, after thinking about it, Lucifer didn't waste time, and returned to the bedroom before Yawei woke up, spending a warm night with his lover.

The next day, Lucifer was about to say goodbye.

He kissed Yahweh's brow, combed his lover's long hair, and put on the jewelry and clothes of Seraphim. Yawei was at his mercy the whole time, with shining golden pupils, he enjoyed Lucifer's care very much. Before leaving, Lucifer said carefully: "Sometimes I will go back to hell, if you get to the grove, knock on the barrier to urge me."

"Can you not go?"

Yawei was still holding his hand, not wanting him to go.

For such a short moment, Yahweh wanted to forcibly keep Lucifer, and let the angel stay in heaven for him forever.

But no.

The fingers left the warm palm, and Yawei lowered his golden pupils, not very happy.

Just as Lucifer wanted to comfort him a few more words, there was a knock on the door outside the hall, bang bang, "Yahweh, Yahweh! Are you there? Can I come and play with you?"

The innocent and childish voice is very much like an underage little angel.

Lucifer raised his eyebrows, if he dared to talk to Seraph in such a tone, it was absolutely impossible for him to be a little angel.

"Lu Xi, let's go, I'll go see him." There was a trace of uneasiness in Yawei's golden pupils, wanting to prevent Hania and Lucifer from meeting each other. He regretted it now, and he knew that he would not procrastinate. If Lu Xi left, Haniya would not come to him suddenly!

Lucifer pinched Yawei's cheek slightly, "I'm leaving, remember to come and see me."

Yahweh said: "Yes."

Seeing the blond angel disappearing into the palace, Yawei broke into a cold sweat. Although Haniya's birth was an accident, Lucifer would definitely not be happy to see him. He walked towards the gate of the palace, dealt with Haniya symbolically, and turned Haniya's mind to finding something delicious for Metatron.

In terms of language skills, Yawei has become very proficient after so many years.

After Hania left, the temple door was closed again.

"Haniya?"

Not only did Lucifer not leave the eighth stellar sky, but he also watched the scene of the conversation in its entirety.

The blond angel's gentle face turned cold.

"Angel of Charm, Hania."

Seeing this pure and innocent Haniya, who was mistaken by him as an angel of Yahweh before, the anger in Lucifer's heart surged, and the dark side emerged almost uncontrollably. Why did God create Hania with a similar face after abandoning him!

A weak little angel, how can He De replace him!

Lucifer left Heaven without looking back, and there was no trace of remembrance in his blue eyes.

The next time he comes back, it will be when he takes away Yahweh, and this paradise...he will really let go of it from the bottom of his heart.