The first place in the Flower Festival is the highest reward, and the top three are also symbolic rewards. After re-finishing these things with Bezebub, Michael absent-mindedly wrote out the list of winners, and without paying attention, he wrote out the names that should not have been written.

Beizeb glared at him, and the first of the Seraphic class on paper dared to write God's real name.

"Michael, have you been practicing divine words recently and confused?"

"ah!"

Michael exclaimed in a hurry and quickly wiped away the content he wrote under his brain. He looked around guiltily and made sure that God did not pay attention to it. He said, "Thank you, Bezebub."

Seeing that he was writing in a mess, Beizeb simply snatched the quill and wrote down the list himself. After getting these things done, he just needed to hand over the things to his bosses on both sides to read them. The Messiah's newly founded Flower Festival could be completed and set once a hundred years.

"what's on your mind?"

Beizeb was free and curiously asked Michael who had lost his chain today.

"I'm thinking of a holiday gift." Michael sighed and stayed in the Angel Library for several days. He was always unable to confirm this gift.

“…The festival has passed, what gifts are you giving me.”

"Not giving it away!"

"Is it what Your Highness asked?"

"no."

Michael looked outside the hall gate and was sure Metatron would not come from the main hall. He closed the door of the side hall where the matter was discussed and secretly took out the small bottle from his hand. Bezebu was interested by his mysterious attitude and said in a low voice: "What is this? The magic potion you made?"

Michael smiled and said, "I have studied it for a long time."

He gave the answer in Bethieb's ear.

Beizeb petrified and his soul almost floated out of his mouth.

What the hell is birth control pills!

Are you not afraid that you will send gifts alive, and the next day, the death of the Seraphic Adjutant at the hands of his superiors will appear!

Michael said seriously: "For the sake of your highness's happy future, I am willing to give up my face and give him a gift to eliminate future troubles." After saying that, he touched his cheeks and bared his teeth and remembered the feeling of being beaten last time. I hope that your highness will be gentle for his sincere wishes.

Bezebu looked at the bottle with absent mind. The liquid inside was very beautiful. At first glance, I couldn't imagine such a "filthy" thing, no! No angel could have imagined that Michael would study it specifically!

"This gift...is so scary."

"Hey, do you think I didn't give enough?"

After the conversation between the bull's head and the horse's mouth, Michael knocked his palm, intending to endure the pain and send out all the items that can help His Highness at one time.

When Lucifer finished the day's work, he found that the adjutant was pumping blood today and finished work faster than him. Lucifer couldn't help but blink his blue eyes, unable to believe that he would be so diligent.

"Michael, how many days do you want to take?"

"No, I want to make up a holiday gift for Your Highness."

Michael took out a beautiful golden gift box, which was very light in weight. When Lucifer took it, he realized that it was not a big item.

"Although it's been a long time late, thank you." Lucifer opened the gift box in front of him and thanked his adjutant with a smile. Michael was filled with a lot of positive energy by his boss's smile, and said with a smile from ear to ear: "Your Highness, you go back to read it in the evening, I'll write all the instructions on it."

Also prepare instructions for use?

Lucifer was surprised. Is it something he had never seen before?

In the evening, Lucifer, who was about to rest in the bedroom, sat by the bedside, with the golden gift box being pulled apart with a ribbon revealing his true face.

The first row is a strange crystal bottle with colorful potions inside; the second row is a few small and exquisite boxes. When Lucifer opened it and smelled it, he could smell the precious fragrance of flowers, which seemed to have no special effect except a little smooth; the third row is a jewelry box, with two pairs of strange jewelry buttons that he had never seen before on the white velvet in the box, which was a bit like... ear buttons?

No, not earbuds.

Lucifer picked up one of the jewelry inlaid with fine gems and put it in front of him. After careful examination, he found that the distance was smaller than the earlobe, which seemed to be used to clamp on smaller objects.

Lucifer, confused, went to see the gift instructions on the bottom.

After skipping the medicine, he first looked at the guide to using jewelry.

Then his fingers shook and accidentally tore the paper apart. Lucifer took a deep breath. Before completely destroying the paper, he tried to finish reading the instructions of the previous potions and ointments. It said in turn... birth control pills, inspiration medicines, medicines to enhance skin sensitivity, and various ointments that act as lubricants.

"Michael!"

A small-scale energy riot occurred in Seraph's bedroom.

The next day, Michael went to work with his purple eyes and broken mouth. His expression seemed to be completely painless, and he was happy to do business, which made other angel attendants feel pain for him.

His Highness Michael annoyed His Highness Lucifer again?

The attendant of the Wisdom Angel couldn't help but look at the top of the head, and the noble Highness released the chill without expression today. The cold waves caused the temperature of the administrative palace to drop sharply. The attendant of the Wisdom Angel trembled and glanced at the frosty ground at the corner of his eyes, thinking that it must be His Highness Michael who was trying to die.

Based on the evil intention of "not wanting to waste the intention of the adjutant", Lucifer, after he had to deal with Michael, he turned around and gave the hateful jewelry to the Messiah.

Jupiter Tian, ​​Lucifer looked at the jewelry box he sent in confusion. Did Lucifer take the initiative to relieve himself?

When I sat in the office, I opened it and saw the exquisite jewelry imprinted into my eyes, the flame-type exterior structure, and the obvious Michael's handmade style.

Tobias said in surprise: "Is it a gift from His Highness Michael?"

"It's not him, it's Lucifer."

Lucifer closed the jewelry box with a slick expression, and his eyes were filled with an indescribable emotion. After living for so long, this was the first time he was given such a sexy item, and it was the first time anyone dared to give him something like this that was buttoned on his breasts/tips.

Could it be Lucifer who is hinting that he... hope he wears it?

He was dirty and used to thinking about Lucifer. Lucifer began to think about whether he needed to lose his moral integrity in order to make Lucifer forgive him.

Fortunately, his precarious reason grabbed Lucifer and did not let him do so.

After all, compared to your willingness to wear sex objects, what is more important is how do you know where he is wearing it? Judging from the purity of the angel, Michael who can make such objects can be taken into the pool water of the Little Church to wash his soul.

After confirming that Lucifer had the intention to ease the relationship, Lucifer's expectation of seeing him in his dream at night was getting higher and higher. In less than three days, he found out the reason for blocking the spiritual link. The divine blood contained in ** suppressed his spiritual dissipation, and the resonance between his soul and Lucifer became extremely low.

Find out the cause and solve the problem.

Lucifer explores the skills of dreaming with a serious attitude of exploring the truth.

Found it!

Let the spirit sink into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, fall into the state of sealing memory, and wake up in sleep, and build a spiritual bridge from the essentially homogeneous core.

Lucifer happily quickly resolved his official duties during the day and went straight to bed to prepare to go to bed at night.

Lucifer, I'm here.

The light blue eyes belonging to the Son closed, and in the dream, the pair of dark demonic eyes were opened again. Lucifer stretched his limbs on the throne. No matter how comfortable the shell with divine blood was to use, he would not be more used to it without his own appearance.

Putting away the wings of the fallen angel, Lucifer didn't want to experience the consequences of pulling off the feathers, walked out of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons with light steps, heading all the way upwards, towards the dream paradise where his lover is.

He warned himself that this time it was to make good impressions, not to make evil feelings break through the abyss.

so--

Hold on and don't tease casually.

Seeing the gentle blonde angel sleeping on the bed, Lucifer instantly forgot the idea before coming, and his fingers were ready to touch his lover.

The hand that landed on the cheek finally placed on Lucifer's chest.

Thinking of the breasts/rings he gave, Lucifer laughed in a depressing way, wondering if the other party really understood its intention. He pressed his fingertips lightly and rubbed the slightly raised point under his robe. He just touched it slightly, and it was quickly hard under the stimulation, creating a numb feeling like an electric current.

Lucifer has not been tired these days and has slept lightly. Such a strange feeling immediately woke him up.

"What are you doing-"

Swallowed the words out, Lucifer saw clearly the affectionate black-haired fallen angel on the bed. This was not his lover!

When Lucifer woke up, he withdrew his hand and lay lazily beside him. His black hair slipped on the bed like silk, intertwined with a few strands of golden hair. Lucifer's voice was brisk, without the previous unpredictable provocations, "How are you doing recently? Have you missed me, dear Lucifer?"

"I was doing well when you were away."

Lucifer sat up and checked himself, confirming that he had not touched him further. His murderous aura stopped and he answered the devil who always dreamed of him.

Lucifer's eyebrows flashed across the melancholy, "I'm not doing well if you are not here."

He was like breathing the fragrance of hell, holding up the other person's bright blonde hair with his fingers and kissing it lovingly, "I miss you, just as I miss you and my children. I don't know how he is doing, and whether he has ever longed for his biological parents."

Lucifer was impotent by him, and the power condensed in his hand dissipated a little. "If you like Haniya, I don't believe you wouldn't go to visit him." He pulled his hair away from the man's mouth, Luciferson said coldly: "Besides, don't make connections with me, this child is mine, Haniya will not admit that a demon is a blood relative, he has nothing to do with you."
Chapter completed!