Male God, a Little Su

"ah--"

Before the words fell, Annie was pushed to the ground directly.

The short-haired girl's face was extremely fierce. She stared at Annie, "It's not seduction! It was Mr. Noah who actively pursued Cecilia! Miss Anne, you are just jealous! Even if God didn't take Cecilia away, she It’s not something you can criticize casually! Don’t forget, even so, at least Cecilia once fell in love with God!”

"Just an avatar."

Annie retorted unconvinced.

"But you can't even get an avatar." Jia Lianna sneered and mocked.

Annie's face suddenly flushed red.

"Enough! Be quiet!"

"From now on, I declare that Cecilia will no longer be a student of the temple!"

Jialianna gritted her teeth, seeing the joy in Annie's eyes, she glared at her, turned and strode away.

*

The forest was full of mist, and a carriage was galloping through the shadows of the trees.

The coachman swallowed his saliva and said timidly, "Ma'am, are you sure you want to move on?"

"certainly--"

The voice belonging to the woman in the carriage was lazily, without any sadness.

He felt sympathy for what happened to Mrs. Cecilia, who was always proud and the most dazzling pearl in Dalai City. Now that she has been hit like this, she really doesn't know what to do in the future.

"Ah... look, dear Cecilia, you've been abandoned."

The air tore apart, and a man's figure appeared in the carriage.

From fuzzy to condensed into a solid body, he smiled with a bit of joy, leaned down gracefully, and caressed the woman's delicate face.

"Who? Who's talking?"

The coachman was taken aback, and suddenly became suspicious.

"Tsk - I forgot to deal with this obtrusive guy," Albert straightened up, his long silver hair brushed across Su Yan's cheek, and a ray of red light appeared on his fingertips.

In the next second, a small hand that was dazzlingly white suddenly grabbed his fingertips, and even the redness disappeared together.

"Cecilia."

Albert stared at her unhappily, "If I don't take it back in time, then now, your beautiful face and body will be reduced to ashes and disappear."

"Don't kill him."

Su Yan raised her eyes and looked at Albert.

That face seems to be a replica of Noah. If Noah is only seven points similar to God, then Albert is nine points.

For the remaining one point, the difference lies in temperament.

The God of Light is synonymous with justice, while Albert belongs to darkness.

"Okay, okay," Albert raised his hands in surrender resignedly to the woman's green eyes. He popped a ball of light that hit the coachman in the back of the neck.

With a 'click', the coachman fell from the carriage.

The carriage was still galloping forward.

Su Yan squinted at him displeasedly, "Albert—"

"I didn't kill him," Albert touched his nose, "just put him in a coma for a while, oh dear—please, don't look at me like that."

He hooked his scarlet lips, his whole body was filled with a dark atmosphere, and he slowly approached Su Yan.

The magnetic low hoarse voice was gentle and tender, whispering in Su Yan's ear like a lover, "Because, your angry appearance makes me want to taste you even more."

As soon as the words fell, a soft object suddenly stuck to the thin lips.

The delicate and bright face magnified in front of his eyes, and Albert was taken aback.

Until his lips were pierced by sharp teeth, he felt his blood was draining... being sucked into his throat by another person.

The pupils were upside down suddenly, cat-like eyes, and Albert suddenly reached out and pushed her away.