After that day, the Messiah regretted it.

What he means is to try to contact non-friendly, rather than becoming a lover directly!

Unlike his troubles and regrets, Lucifer was in a good mood after chasing the Son as quickly as possible, and the world was also very beautiful. Michael felt the warmth of his superiors as spring as the breath of spring, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He felt that His Highness Lucifer was so emotional, Samar and Metatron were going to find him for tea.

"Your Highness...here, please calm down."

"Is there anything wrong with me?"

Lucifer glanced at the adjutant gently, and Michael had goose bumps. What was wrong with his boss today? It was obviously too wrong! Michael quickly closed the door of the palace and left the space of the hall for them. He was sure that he would not be eavesdropped. Michael planned to learn some internal news from Lucifer, "Your Highness, is it okay between you and the Messiah?"

Lucifer said plainly what could alarm heaven: "He promised to be my lover."

Michael was stunned, “So quickly?”

According to his understanding of the Messiah after baptism, the Messiah had a much simpler personality and was pious, so it was impossible to be moved by His Highness Lucifer in a short period of time. Unexpectedly, this judgment was broken in a few days!

Looking at Lucifer's face that was implicitly happy, Michael asked carefully, combining his boss's clean and neat methods at some point, "You didn't just carry him to bed, right?"

Lucifer glanced at him, "In your eyes, I am such a person?"

Michael wiped his cold sweat, it wasn't good.

"There are not many people in this world who dare to reject me." Lucifer curled his lips, supported his chin with his fingers, exuding careless elegance and charm. "The Messiah lost her memory and feelings, which does not mean that he would not like me again. What we lack now is the time to spend together. I can wait slowly until he returns to the past again..."

...I love me deeply.

The words that were not said were covered, Lucifer's eyes were clear and there was a hint of lust in love.

Michael was amazed. Messiah had been successful in this life, and she actually allowed her self-respectful boss to pursue the other party one day. In order to make your Highness's dream last longer, Michael did not intend to expose the risks. He joked: "Your Highness, if you want to be with the Messiah, you must not make a second Enoch. After all, my God will not tear you, but it is no problem to tear the Messiah."

Surprise flashed across Lucifer's face.

Michael shrugged, "Do you still want to hide it? I can guarantee that Enoch is your child. Such a look makes it difficult for me to admit my mistake, not to mention that you specifically pick on God's God's sleep during his sleep."

The dark history was known by his companions, and Lucifer's face looked very bad.

Michael was afraid of being punished by him and was so embarrassed that he immediately found an excuse to take his leave, and ran as fast as possible.

"Damn Michael!"

Staring at the direction where he ran away, Lucifer was angry and came. No wonder Michael looked at his stomach from time to time a while ago, which made him think something was wrong. It turned out that he was observing him because of this incident and determined that he had given birth to Enoch!

There was an adjutant who looked careless and shrewd on the inside, and even he was easily fooled! Lucifer's heart skipped a beat and began to doubt whether the other party had deleted his memory as he said in the early morning of the day he left the prison.

In case it is not deleted-

Lucifer's eyes became dangerous. It seemed that not only the adjutant could observe him, but he could also check the adjutant.

With Seraph’s suspicion in his heart, within a few days, Michael’s failure to delete his memory was exposed. Lucifer grabbed him to the martial arts training ground and repaired it. When Michael was crying and howling, he pinched the golden wings behind him and said sneered: “I underestimate you. My dear adjutant actually likes to eavesdrop on my affairs so much.”

"Ahhhh, your highness, don't beat him again! Bezebu will have a share!"

The feathers were pulled and bald, Michael fell to the ground, betrayed another companion with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Beizeb, who was squatting in the prison, suddenly felt creepy.

Hearing that these two guys were of this kind of virtue, Lucifer was so angry that his chest was undulating, and his tense legs wanted to kick him hard. However, the angels around him gathered around the training ground, and he had to suppress this irrational impulse.

The wise angels did not know the inside story, and silently admired the fact that "His Highness Michael challenged His Highness Lucifer" and suffered a crushing defeat. Lucifer's anger could not be vented, so he started a new round of torture under the reputation of Michael's poor sword skills. Michael spent the afternoon struggling in Lucifer's hands until the end, and he was kneeling on the ground with blood on his face, and his red hair turned into a chicken coop.

Near him, the sword broke countless handles and the ground was bumpy.

And Lucifer left suddenly.

Metatron, who rushed over after hearing the news, took a breath and added a healing spell to Michael, "Michael, what did you do to anger Your Highness?"

"I...I don't know..."

Michael looked at him dizzyly, his eyes were blank and his brain was briefly blank. Before Metatron came, Lucifer deleted his memory that he shouldn't have and was walking towards Angel Prison, about to clean up the next guy.

In Angel Prison, Samar was drinking tea in front of the crystal ball. When he saw Lucifer walking towards Bethibu's cell with a cold face, he knew that there was a wonderful drama about to be staged. On the stairs where Seraph had been stepped by, the pure white stairs were quickly climbed up by the thin ice layer. It was obvious that Seraph's long anger had accumulated to a certain extent, and the strength was leaking.

Sure enough, Besieb was also frightened by Lucifer's arrival.

"Your Highness."

"Beiseb, Michael confesses to you."

Lucifer's eyes were sharper than a knife, and he said word by word.

Bezebu was scolding Michael in his heart, and he had to drag him into the water if something happened to him! Bezebu was plucked by Lucifer with his eye knife. Although he was expecting His Highness Lucifer to only stare at him, an angel, it does not mean that he likes this kind of look.

Bethibu raised his trembling hands and wanted to make up for his mistakes. "I'm sorry... I'll delete my memory now."

"Wait a moment."

"What, what? Your Highness."

Beizeb stuttered a little when he spoke, and did not foolishly think that he could turn around.

Lucifer's fingers brushed over Becebu's bangs, and his light golden hair was lifted away, revealing his smooth and plump forehead, and a face that was not feminine but very beautiful. Becebu's face was flushed by the touch of his fingertips, and his eyes looked at him vaguely. Lucifer's fingertips finally stopped at his eyebrows, saying something that made Becebu's face look like ashes: "I'll check your memory before you delete it."

Beizeb's cold sweat suddenly emerged from his forehead, and he could not stop it one by one.

Lucifer smiled, and behind him it seemed that spring was blooming and everything shining brightly. "Why are you so nervous? Can I still eat you? I just check your memory that night, and I won't touch it anywhere else. Who told Michael not to let me see his memory?"

Beizeb's tears fell, and he cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining.

"Your Highness, your Highness, please let me go. I really know I was wrong and I will never dare to do it again..."

The powerful power of Seraph’s angel was released, and he was not allowed to take a step back. Bezebu’s eyebrows hurt, his voice disappeared, and his face stopped in this second with fear. After rummaging quickly, Lucifer easily called out Bezebu’s memory of that night. The memory would be the first to show profoundness, and he immediately heard the explicit love words echoing in the prison corridor.

"A little more flow, Lucie."

"Shut up!"

"You're so tight inside. I finally got you. Can you ejaculate in..."

"Um... don't... let's talk about it..."

The sound stopped for a while, and the whimpering and gasping continued. The prison was filled with a happy and terrifying atmosphere. It was not difficult to imagine what happened on the other end. In this memory scene, you can also see Michael's flushing cheeks on the opposite side, and his ears were spreading over and overhearing.

...

Lucifer suddenly bit his lower lip, feeling ashamed and angry. At that time, he was only looking at the Messiah, but he would not know that there were two little mice outside who were eavesdropping!

He continued to look down, and at that time Bezebu was covered in fire, with his back to Michael, and his body leaned against the bed beside the wall. The owner of this memory touched his body with difficulty, and endured his mouth and did not dare to speak. His fingers slid down along the source of desire. After stroking it for a few times, he couldn't help but look back, and the fabric outlined the private parts between his legs.

The fabric of Seraph's clothes was thick, so Bethieb had no way to enter directly with his fingers, so he could only scrape it on the periphery. His body was so sensitive that he rubbed gently on the wall, which allowed more pleasure and stimulation to appear between the forbidden areas between his legs.

Lucifer closed his eyes and did not look at this process. After a few seconds of silent time, he opened his eyes again. The scene of being eavesdropped one night was placed in front of him. Bezebu curled up on the bed tremblingly. Michael was in the prison opposite the cell, and his breathing became much heavier.

Lucifer: "…"

No wonder Michael didn't dare to show his memories!

Withdrawing from memory, Bethibu's face was so pale that he almost fainted.

Lucifer looked at his lifeless look and felt a little annoyed, and ordered: "Delete it yourself, don't let me say it again, I won't tell you about it."

Bethibu cried.

Under Lucifer's "tolerance", he immediately gave himself a sense of pleasure and threw himself to the ground.

Samar in the monitoring room looked regretful and confirmed that Lucifer had left the cell. He crushed the crystal ball with his fingers, waved his sleeves, and thought nothing had happened. He was really curious about what Lucifer saw in his memory, and actually scared Besieb into tears.

Thinking that Lucifer would leave directly, Samar returned to his original office, and his quill turned around between his fingers, thinking about waiting to visit his poor companion. Three "tuk" knocks came from the door. Samar's shoulder shook, turned his head, and suddenly saw Lucifer walking in without an expression on his face.

"Your Highness?"

"Samael, to prevent foolproof, I will also check your memory."

“…”

Samar solidified on his dead expression.

After Bezebustered by him, Samar became the third object to bear Lucifer's anger. "Samael, I didn't expect that even you like to peek!" As soon as he saw darkness, Samarel was forced to delete those discordant memory scenes and fell on the carpet.

When Lucifer left the Angel Prison, Hetty tiptoed in, and did not become the object of the Archangel's anger. She helped her up because there were too many deleted memory clips, causing His Highness Samael who fainted and said sympathetically: "Your Highness, you always forget to read it before destroying the crystal ball. It's not good to know too much."

The eighth-level star.

Even though he was sure that no companion knew the details of their love/love, Lucifer had been in the bottom for the past few days, with a dark shadow behind him.

Michael Jingke's office was in a detour and took a detour to his boss after get off work.

The attendant of the Wisdom Angel looked at this situation in confusion. He could have heard His Highness Michael's energetic voice before, but now his Highness is as weak as a frightened little animal, and regards Seraph as a large ferocious beast.

Such a miserable life has to go on. Michael successfully survived the day before Enoch's coming-of-age ceremony. On this day, he wanted to kneel down and send Lucifer out of the administrative palace. Lucifer also knew his thoughts and threw him away from the official duties, "Go and do your own business!"

Michael became the second seraph of crying.

Lucifer came to the sixth Jupiter Heaven. At that time, the Messiah was holding the pet's neck and gently soothing a coquettish griffin beast. The griffin beast smelled the smell of his former master and immediately shook his head, causing the Messiah's face to rub a lot of fluffy white beast hair.

The Messiah knocked on its head, "Don't shake your head, you're too thick."

Lucifer didn't find him in the palace, and led him to the back garden from Tobias. The Messiah felt that he was in a bad mood and said strangely: "What are you busy with these days? I heard that you beat Michael up. Did he anger you?" Lucifer did not answer this question, and looked at Tobias who was reluctant to leave, "You go down."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Tobias dared not disobey his orders and bowed.

After driving away the excess angel, Lucifer frowned and said to the Messiah, "What's going on with your adjutant? Do you have to shout before you leave?"
To be continued...