Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Chu Ci blinked.

Suddenly raised his hand.

The white fingertips crossed his chest, and lightly passed his neck.

Jiang Misen's throat rolled uncomfortably.

Then the chin was slightly lifted by the thin white finger.

Chu Ci was propped on him, his small face was slightly close, and his big blue eyes narrowed slightly.

In an instant, a kind of enchanting aura came out.

That kind of breath, with some gloom in the holiness, makes people almost shatter all the reason in their hearts.

He has not yet emerged from that emotion.

I heard Chu Ci speak slowly.

"Help me gain the power of faith...? Do you believe in me?"

The voice is still soft, but this sentence has a bit of divine power, but because the divine power of Eros is soft and tolerant, it will not make people feel uncomfortable, and even make people want to get close, and it’s a little holy, not easy Meddle.

And the non-religious humans who have never believed in raising their hands at this moment, violently dragging down the trace of holiness and drawing them into their arms.

Like a **** of death from hell, the surrounding breath that prevents others from snooping is like a sharp sickle. With long fingers, he clasps the little girl in his arms, almost trying to completely cover her with a huge black cloak.

Bad and selfish, wanting to monopolize this seems to belong to the beauty of this world.

His voice was viciously hoarse.

"Do not."

He does not believe.

He also has no faith.

If he believed in, he would not want to break her wings and be trapped in his arms; if he believed in, he would not want to dispose of all the gods who knew her existence, leaving him alone to enjoy the last A lonely god; if he believed in-he wouldn't have so many thoughts, and pulled her off the altar, and since then, will be with him.

He never believed, he just wanted to—have her.

Bad and real.

Chu Ci was suddenly pressed into her arms.

The cloth of his vestment was soft, with a cold breath.

The hands on the back of the head used a bit of strength, trapping her tightly in her arms.

How do you feel—it looks a bit darker?

Chu Ci tilted his head.

What did she do, he is going to blacken?

If you think about it again, let you feel firsthand how strong her power is.

"so--"

The little girl was bored in his arms, and that trace of supernatural power disappeared cleanly, and then she spoke.

"That's how long ago it happened."

Jiang Misen paused, his eyes stunned, and slowly relaxed his strength.

Chu Ci stood up again, tilted his head to look at him, and laughed.

"Have you never heard that the **** of love has fallen? I am already dead in the concept of those gods. I am different from them. I don't need to use the power of faith. The power of faith is at best to me. Play an auxiliary role, and this auxiliary role, even a human being with a lot of power of faith, will feel like this."

"you--"

Jiang Misen frowned, apparently thinking of the few records about Eros in the books, but because this man was actually standing in front of him, he didn't realize that it was probably all true.

If it is true—then all sorts of things Chu Ci has encountered for thousands of years—

The young magician clenched his hands.

But I heard the **** with black hair and blue eyes chuckling.

"So, I won't leave you."

‘Jamson’s love value +5, currently 91. ’