Qiao Zhihe widened his eyes and looked at the scenery beneath him.

This is a beauty he never imagined.

If someone uses a telescope to take pictures at the sky, he might be able to see a little boy floating in the sky in a strange posture, looking at the scenery below.

It's like... it's like dreaming.

Qiao Zhihe still remembered that after Sister Death asked that question, he put his hand into her glove-wearing palm without hesitation.

Then……

He realized that he was being held and left the ground.

Yes, leave.

He raised his head and could still see the darkness under the thick hood. He could see the beautiful pair of black wings behind Sister Death.

He is in heaven now!

Every little boy will have a dream about flying when he was a child.

This is different from taking a plane. It is not sitting in a closed cabin, but being truly standing in the air, being able to stretch out your hand and feel the wind gently brushing through you. When you lower your head, you can see the lights of thousands of houses under you.

Qiao Zhihe was amazed on his face.

Gu Shengyin looked at him softly and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

Qiao Zhihe nodded vigorously, and his heart was about to jump out of his excitement!

Gu Shengyin took him slowly soaring in the sky.

They flew for about two hours, and Qiao Zhihe never knew that the city he lived in was like this from the above.

In the end, the child was still unsatisfied and sent back to his home by Gu Shengyin.

Facing the little prince's eyes, Gu Shengyin cruelly rejected him: "You should go to bed now, otherwise tomorrow your parents will see your dark circles and say to you again."

Well, I heard the unquestionable in Sister Death's tone, Qiao Zhihe could only nod obediently.

Then, he heard a cold good night sounding in his ears, and the people around him disappeared.

It's really the mysterious sister of Death.

Qiao Zhihe thought.

The next day, when Qiao's mother pushed open the door of her son's room, she still saw two big dark circles.

Gu Shengyin didn't expect this - after experiencing such a stimulating night, how many normal people could sleep? Not to mention Qiao Zhihe, who was only seven years old.

Qiao Zhihe was also worried that such a person would be scolded by his mother.

But obviously Qiao's mother misunderstood. She thought her son was unable to sleep because he was taught a lesson last night.

For a moment, I felt both distressed and blamed myself. Holding Qiao Zhihe was a heart-wrenching force.

Qiao Zhihe was hugged by his mother with a confused look on his face, obviously not figuring out the situation at all.

However, as a man, you must have the courage to take on mistakes - this is what Sister Death told him.

So Qiao Zhihe patted his breasts and said to his mother, "I really knew I was wrong and would never do such a dangerous thing again."

When Mother Qiao saw that her son was like this, she still refused to forget to admit her mistake, and she felt sour and proud in her heart.

From then on, I loved my son even more.

And after playing with Qiao Zhihe for a day, Gu Shengyin returned to the underworld.

The system told her that He Qing’s next plan was to go skiing in Xibo Daxue Mountain.

Anyway, this woman's hobbies are always adventure and exciting, so Gu Shengyin was not surprised.

Last time I went to see He Qing, but there was no abnormality except for her profound merits. She slowly let go.
Chapter completed!