Male God, a Little Su

Noah walked in in a hurry and saw such a picture.

The corners of his lips, who had always been cold, suddenly twitched, although they disappeared quickly.

The quilt raised a hill, and the arrogant and domineering Mrs. Cecilia, hiding under the quilt like a child, cried out in collapse.

so cute-

Noah was stunned, feeling incredible.

How could he have such an idea?

But he still walked over and said softly, "Madam, you are human, and the sun won't hurt you."

"I don't care I don't care!"

Su Yan collapsed, irrational: "I will get sunburned! I will grow old and ugly! If so, I would rather die!"

"Everyone gets old."

Noah sighed, walked over resignedly and closed the curtain.

"Okay Mrs Cecilia, you can come out now."

Su Yan opened a crack and saw that the light in the room had really dimmed. She breathed a sigh of relief and slowly crawled out of the quilt.

The toss just now made her long golden hair messily draped behind her, soft silk nightdress, the shoulder straps slipped, and the shoulders were round and snow-white.

Ice muscle jade bone, bright color is compelling.

Her pair of emerald-like eyes looked over, sparkling, and it seemed that there was still water mist inside.

She gritted her teeth and asked unhappily, "Then Noah, will you grow old?"

"Me?" Noah was startled, then shook his head, "I won't."

He took out the petticoat from the closet, and his slender fingers ran across the rows of gorgeous and complicated dresses.

Those skirts are very beautiful, and the price of a skirt is enough for a civilian to live for a year.

This is the luxury of the nobility.

"Mrs. Cecilia, which dress would you like to wear today?"

Su Yan sat on the bed angrily, her face just woke up with a bit of laziness on her face, she frowned irritably, "Why don't you get old?"

She is still struggling with this issue.

Noah picked up the petticoat and walked over, feeling a little funny.

The corners of his lips evoked a shallow arc, "Probably because of the power of light."

Cultivating magic will wash the soul, constantly temper the body, and remove the dirt from the human body.

But not all people with rest magic will not age, they just age a little slower than ordinary people. Unless you practice magic to a certain level, you will be illuminated by holy light and go to the kingdom of God.

There, you can have eternal life.

Noah actually didn't know how strong he was. Those magical techniques seemed to be engraved in his mind by nature, and he could do whatever he wanted without chanting spells. And when Su Yan asked him whether he would grow old, he just had a feeling.

Yes, he will not grow old.

But when he wanted to know why, there was only a blank in his mind.

"real?"

Su Yan narrowed her eyes and stared at Noah's face. He was very beautiful and had the cleanliness of a young man, but he was not as lively and cheerful as he should be at his age.

"Noah, shouldn't your age lie to me?" She pouted and sat on the edge of the bed, "Your eyes look too calm, how can an 18-year-old be like you? You Could it be hundreds of years old??"

"cough--"

Noah was helpless, "Mrs. Cecilia, it's not right to lie."

God never lies.

Su Yan looked at him for a few seconds, then looked away awkwardly.

"All right."

She stretched out her foot, and Noah naturally knelt down on one knee and raised his hand to hold it.

The little feet were soft, but he was the size of a slap, and his fingernails were pale pink.

Well maintained, like a girl.