A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Ares is a very lazy person, unparalleled talent, and prominent status, so that he was born above the rest of the world.

He walked unhurriedly, and his majesty naturally revealed that there were only minor differences in the uniforms of each grade of the Holy Light Academy.

But walking on the campus, Ares is a landscape that people can't ignore, especially his long hair that shines in the sun.

Shu Ange followed behind with her schoolbag, accepting the suspicious gazes of countless people, and silently accepted the setting of a follower.

Of course, she can imagine that after today, the rumors about her will be bubbling up again.

But with Ares' character, why can he tolerate being looked at?

In the blink of an eye, Shu Ange suddenly thought of a possibility, is he trying to help her?

So, I called her a maid in front of everyone, so I took her across the campus. With Ares' identity and character, his villa can be called a forbidden place, not to mention the maid he announced in public.

Unexpectedly, behind his bad character, there is still a little kindness, and Shu Ange is a little moved.

The two walked through the campus one after the other and stopped at Ares' forbidden area. He leaned against the rose bushes on the fence, crossed his feet and said to Shu Ange leisurely, "Okay, let's go weeding, recently. The rain is good, and there are more weeds in the garden."

When he spoke, there was a moving luster in the dark green eyes, layer after layer, with a strange charm.

Shu Ange had no time to appreciate it, because her eyes were attracted by the tenaciously growing weeds in the garden.

"Oh, by the way, my flowers are very precious, so I can't use tools, I can only pull them by hand."

Shu Ange swears, this is definitely the worst sound she has ever heard!

Ares's garden is very large and has a wide variety of flowers, but this also means that there are a lot of weeds in it, and the workload of Shu Ange can be imagined.

But thinking of what he wanted from Ares, Shu Ange gritted his teeth and put down his schoolbag, bent down and started pulling weeds with his hands.

Her white and tender hands were dyed green with grass juice, and Ares moved a chair at some point, sitting in the sun with her eyes closed very comfortable.

Shu Ange pulled the grass and sweated like rain, but Ares turned her around.

"Maid, go get me a glass of water."

"Go get me a book."

"Go get me some snacks."

"Idiot, you pulled out the moonflower seedlings."

Ares ate and drank, pointing out the country by the way.

Shu Ange could only grit her teeth and work hard, cursing Ares a hundred times in her heart, a demon, he is a demon, but she was still silently thanking him in her heart just now!

The afternoon sun was extremely scorching hot, Shu Ange was sweating profusely, and was itchy from being stabbed by the grass.

When Ares was reading, he kept glancing at Shu Ange from the corner of his eye, and was very satisfied with her performance.

He doesn't teach everyone. If you want to get his recognition, you must first prove that you are not a vase.

After finally pulling out the grass, Shu Ange collapsed on the ground tired, almost soaked with sweat, and the whole body was hollowed out.

Ares put away the book in a leisurely manner, and said slowly, "Clean up the snacks and tea."

Singer Shu An pointed to the burning pain of being stabbed by the grass. Hearing Ares's command, his eyes were filled with resentment: "His Royal Highness, I am dead, and it's a small matter to burn paper and a grave to dig."

After she finished speaking, she sat on the ground in despair, her eyes were blank, and she felt that there was nothing on her body that was not painful.

"Oh, I originally wanted to say that after you pack up your things, my Highness will teach you how to cast magic quickly."

When Shu Ange, who was still limp before, heard Ares's words, a carp sat up straight and said in a loud voice, "I suddenly feel full of strength all over again!"

If it wasn't for her grinning face when she spoke, Ares thought he might have believed it.