Starry sky, in the palace of Seraphite.

“Have you had fun today?”

Lucifer smiled and his fingers poked the wound on Lucifer's body without hesitation.

Lucifer, who seemed to have no sign of injury, breathed a sigh of relief. As the second-ranked seraph of heaven's combat power, Michael's attacks were not a joke. He could not use the power of his soul, and the gap between his strength and Michael was naturally not very big. He could win beauty, but he exerted great psychological pressure on Michael and Bezebub, making them mistakenly believe that he could never defeat him.

If an angel loses the fighting spirit of winning and his heart is shaken, then he will be not far from losing.

"Stop poking, it hurts." Lucifer's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the cross in his pupils that used faith to increase strength disappeared. He took a soft spot with Lucifer appropriately and enjoyed the gentleness of the other party when he helped him heal.

Seraphite can be said to have healed him from body to mind.

After dealing with the scars covered by magic, Lucifer sat beside him and bit his ear and said, "What should I do if you took one of my adjutants?"

Lucifer touched his leg with his hand and said ambiguously and shamelessly: "I'll compensate you."

Lucifer leaned against his shoulder as if he didn't feel his hand, and continued to smile, "What about Meta? He also lacked an adjutant. Do you want to compensate him?"

"How is it possible that my sweetheart is you, not Meta." Lucifer felt the wetness at the bottom of his robe and said meaningfully, "What's more, I thought... Haniya was already a competent adjutant. Even without Bezebu's help, Meta could handle things for three years."

"Instead of talking about Meta, I think we need to talk about what to do later."

“…Oh, what do you want to do?”

"Luxi, can you sit on my lap?" Lucifer licked his lips and said seductively, "Let me hold you, you can do as long as you want."

"What about your life?"

"Dear Lucifer, as long as I live, my body is yours."

"I'll say some sweet words."

Lucifer sat on his knees a little, and Lucifer sat on it with his legs apart. The blonde angel's blue eyes smiled, just like he was waiting for him outside the battlefield before. Because of his trust, he never intervened in this battle. If someone else had bullied Michael and Bethibu, Lucifer would not have been so let go.

After all, it's you.

Lucifer kissed him like snow-white feathers fell on his lips.

Lucifer's breathing was chaotic, and he untied his belt neatly in his hands, and then untied part of his clothes.

The daytime thing came to an end, and the power of the wind on the pillow cannot be ignored. As long as Lucifer is happy, everything in heaven is easy to discuss. Lucifer spent some time and successfully obtained the reselled Michael from Lucifer, accompanied by Besieb next to the wise angel, and Lucifer would be responsible for dealing with Metatron's dissatisfaction.

Lucifer slept quietly in his arms, his eyebrows and eyes were particularly satisfied. Lucifer gently stroked his abdomen, and the unformed child exuded a weak vitality. If God knew it, it would be possible to erase the birth of the child in a moment.

Lucifer said in his heart: "I will protect you and let you grow up carefree."

Just like Mammen.

He gave the other party everything, even if Mamen was not his biological child.

In another palace in Xingtian, Bezebu is treating the unconscious Michael. The red-haired angel on the bed is covered in scars, his handsome and upright facial features are now blue and purple, and his eyes are covered in black. Michael was injured several times worse than him, which made him a little confused. It was obvious that he was provoking the Messiah first, so why was Michael even more unlucky?

"Michael, are you okay?" Bezebu's worry and guilt surged into his heart.

"The head is so uncomfortable." Michael's head was still a little buzzing, and the Messiah had attacked him with his fist several times. He felt Bezebu carry him into his arms and put his head in front of his chest. Michael felt very heartwarming in a daze, as if he had been envious for a long time.

"Beiseb..."

Michael said vaguely.

Under Bezebu's careful healing without distracting thoughts, Michael's body was basically touched by him, and his almost disfigured face was repaired and became handsome again.

Before Bezebu's heart could be relieved, Michael's body moved a little, and his hand accidentally touched the place he shouldn't have touched. Feeling the hardness of his fingers, Bezebu's face suddenly seemed to be cooked.

Michael's brain has always had two reactions with his body. He had no idea that he had teased Bezebub. His memory was at the moment of losing and said in a low voice: "Bezebub, I'm sorry."

Bethibu bit his lower lip, "Why do you say sorry?"

Michael's blazing red eyes were covered with a layer of dimness, like a flame that was about to be extinguished, "I lost."

His consciousness was a little blurred, and he kept saying "I'm sorry" subconsciously. He knew that Bezebu thought they would win together, so he made a bet to provoke the Messiah, but he lost, losing to a Messiah who had only been from a mortal to a Son for hundreds of years. This made Michael feel extremely frustrated, and his spirit became so unstable.

"It's nothing, just lose if you lose." Bezebu feels bad. Michael he knew has ever suffered such a blow. "Don't talk anymore, I won't blame you. It's all my own responsibility. It's me who implicated you."

"I..." Michael paused, his forehead seemed to be touched by something soft.

This kiss went down the middle of his eyebrows and kissed the corners of his eyes and cheeks, representing Bezebu's cherishment of him.

But I didn't kiss my lips for a long time.

Michael didn't know whether he should be satisfied or bitter, and a heavy stone was pressed on his heart. When he was about to breathe, his lips were finally kissed by Bethieb, and the fluids of his lips and teeth were exchanged. Michael's soul seemed to be able to float out of his mouth.

This is a willing kiss from Bethibu!

Michael realized this and knew that the opportunity should not be lost and never came again.

Without other people's guidance, Michael immediately held Bezebu's backhand to deepen the kiss that showed his relationship. He was flew away any headaches and his brain was swelling. It happened that Michael was lying on Bezebu's bed. With his hands hooked, he easily took Bezebu to the bed. The curtain at the head of the bed was pulled down, and Bezebu's long golden hair flowed along the bed, mixed with a few unique strands of fiery red hair.

Michael kissed Bethieb's neck to his chest, and his clothes were removed, revealing his well-proportioned body.

He longed for Beizeb for a long time and pursued Beizeb for hundreds of years, but instead asked at the last moment: "Is it OK? If not, I will stop." Beizeb looked at him with his face sideways, and his eyes were filled with Michael's strong and powerful chest. Upwards were Michael's nervous face, and even his forehead was filled with sweat.

"Um."

Bethibu turned his head and responded not to look at him.

He didn't know what he was doing at the moment, but he actually prompted him to agree to the other party, but he would not regret it if he agreed. Besides, they had a lover's relationship, and now they are just doing what lovers should do.

Michael resisted the cheers and gently licked the minor scratches on his body like a large beast with his tongue, and healed them one by one.

Beizeb was also injured in that battle, but he only remembered to treat himself.

According to the tutorial in the book, Michael spent a lot of time to finish the foreplay steps and threw away his desire. When he finally entered the private parts under Bezebub's legs, Michael could only feel his scalp being numb and hot, as if he could melt himself. After adapting for a while, he finally entered under Bezebub's breath.

The bodies were united into one, and at this moment they lost the chastity of the Seven Delhi, but no one cared about it.

Beizeb held his broad shoulders, and there was a feeling of shyness on his face, but his voice still gritted his teeth, "You touched my body. If you dare to do something that is sorry for me in the future, we will go to see God together."

This sentence has the same meaning as them to die together.

Michael smiled in a clear voice, "How dare I be sorry for you, Bezebub."

His body went in and out, and Bezebu lost the mood to speak, his cheeks were covered with flushing, his body hugged each other, and he focused on experiencing the "forbidden fruit" he tasted for the first time in his life.

Legend has it that Adam and Eve stole the forbidden fruit and were driven out of the Garden of Eden. So what happened to them? What was the fate of being discovered?

Beizeb didn't know, and suddenly he didn't want to know.

Sinking.

Actually, you just need to close your eyes.

That afternoon, the administrative palace of Jupiter Tian was silent. Abel and Tobias also stopped the official duties at hand, staring at the door with glittering eyes. It is said that two Seraphites would come to take the shift in the afternoon!

Lucifer was drinking tea on the master's seat, waiting leisurely for the two slow seraphs.

It was about two hours later that Michael had always had a strong presence before he appeared not far from the gate of the palace. After seeing who it was, Abel couldn't help but sweat for His Highness. He dared to make His Highness Messiah wait for so long. Is His Highness Michael impatient or impatient?

Beizeb was also next to Michael, but - behind him.

After just after a love incident, Bethibu walked with his legs a little stiff and his cheeks were pale. Both of him and Michael were the first time. When he was greedy for love, he accidentally forgot about time. As for skills... he couldn't recall it!

Beizeb and Michael walked to Lucifer.

The two seraphs had no arrogance when they met the Messiah, and their every move was quite embarrassing and docile.

Lucifer raised his eyebrows strangely, his eyes flowed on them, and finally frozen on Besieb's slightly red cheeks. "Oh--" Lucifer made a loud voice, full of fun, and understood most of the situation.

"Abel, bring a chair for Bethieb to sit down."

“…”
Chapter completed!