Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He didn't even look at how well she copied the precepts. He just slowly wiped off the ink that was accidentally stained on her hands, carefully and carefully.

The quiet man suddenly threw himself into his arms.

She hugged his waist tightly, like an insecure child.

"Nine songs..."

"Um?"

He didn't push her away, his eyes were lowered, and his beautiful eyebrows were almost gentle to the bone.

She was in his arms, nuzzling his neck, like a clingy cat, and said in a muffled voice: "When...are you going to attend the Antian Grand Party? How long will you be going...for?"

"I heard that the Antian Festival will be held for at least half a month..."

The last words were spoken in a small, whispered voice.

The noble and bone-clearing god paused, raised his lips slightly, and smiled slightly.

"Silly girl, when did I say that I was going to attend the event?"

"Huh?" She raised her head, her eyelashes long, "Aren't you going?"

He raised his hand, gently rubbed her head, lowered his eyes, and said with a smile, "I won't go."

There was a little girl at home who needed to be taken care of. How could he feel at ease?

"But, won't all the gods participate in the Antian Festival?"

She still remembered that when she was in hell, the king of hell was particularly looking forward to attending this grand event.

It is said that this banquet will be very grand, and many ancient gods who have retired from the world will attend.

Moreover, it was a rare celebration held by the Heavenly Palace for a hundred years, and many fairies were scrambling to get an invitation to attend.

He actually... didn't go?

The supreme god chuckled lightly, nodded lightly between her eyebrows, and helped her sit up.

"There's nothing to participate in. After so many years, it's just the same singing and dancing. I'm tired of watching it."

"But, you want to go?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of candy cake and fed it to her.

Almost taken care of to the extreme.

Yun Si opened her mouth and bit into pieces of the crispy sugar cheese.

Sweetness filled her mouth, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes stared straight at him, shaking her head.

"No, I'm just a little monster, and I don't talk much. Why should I go there?"

"And...I don't have an invitation."

She buried herself in his arms again, holding him tightly.

He didn't push her away, so she leaned against his chest with peace of mind.

Feeling his soft breath wrapping around her, like warm sunshine.

Her mood seemed to get better when she was so close.

He squinted his eyes slightly and moved the tip of his nose slightly, like a cat that had caught fish.

The noble god lowered his eyes and smiled quietly.

Those deep purple eyes stared at her quietly, feeding her one bite at a time.

Do it yourself.

"Do you want an invitation?"

He asked warmly, his eyes gentle.

"If you want it, there's always a way to get it."

He always seemed to be able to satisfy her requests.

Even this request seems a bit unreasonable.

The beautiful and warm eyes of the person buried in his arms raised, blinked, and looked at him, her steps swaying slightly in her hair.

His head was tilted slightly, looking a little innocent.

"I don't want it."

"Those old gods don't like me. They wish they could crush me to pieces. If I leave, won't I be destined to die?"

What's more, An Tian's grand gathering is only for gods to attend. Even those as noble as mythical beasts can only wait outside and can't even take a step forward.

She was a goblin and a dead she-demon, and she appeared there...

It feels strange to think about it.