The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Apollo held the boy in his arms, calming his uneasy emotions.

The boy trembled softly in his arms, and the faint smell of milk lingered in his nose, making people just want to take good care of him and not let these stupid humans misunderstand him.

Those golden eyes swept through the crowd with coldness, and the majesty of the gods made the people of Akaho City want to kneel and crawl.

"Human beings are nothing more than ants-like existences to gods, and even if they are destroyed, they can create a new generation of humans."

"If it weren't for him, you would have perished in this chaos a long time ago."

Apollo flew into the air with the boy in his arms, no longer paying attention to the prayers of the people of Akaho, who had already saved the people of the city and would not stay here.

Even if everyone misunderstands Tilo, he will always stand by the boy's side, shield him from the wind and rain and hurt, and prevent malicious words from hurting him.

"Lord Sun God, you don't have to feel sorry for me."

"I already have Lord Sun God and Lord Axte, and I am already satisfied, and the praise and ridicule of strangers will not affect me."

The boy's slightly cool fingertips touched his eyebrows, and the person in his arms did not seem to be sad, always so understanding, so well-behaved and sensible.

"Call my name, Tilo."

"Call me Forbos."

Apollo only felt that the teenager was well-behaved and distressing, perhaps being exposed to people as if he was a child, allowing him to grow up alone.

His world is so innocent.

Even if it is maliciously targeted by this world, it is always so innocent and kind.

Those beautiful amber eyes like jewels made people willingly indulge in his tenderness.

"Forbos."

The boy's voice with a little sweetness and a little like fell on the tip of his heart, like melted honey.

He took off the boy's strap.

Those clean and clear eyes are full of him.

Trust and dependency.

"He already has you, doesn't he?" Apollo's fingertips stroked the boy's soft C, and there was a hint of vinegar in his tone.

The young man's delicate and stunning face seemed to make heaven and earth lose their color, which would only make him unable to control his ambitions and want to bully him fiercely.

He landed in a valley, the earth crumbled, and he took the white robe on the boy's body, revealing the smooth and fair skin like milk.

The soft grass with the morning dew wet the boy's flaxen soft hair.

He gripped the shoulders of the man in front of him tightly, the earth trembled, the gods in the sky fell into a chaotic battle, and the rolling stones fell into deep crevices, and there was no trace of them again.

Apollo's golden eyes were as hot as the sun, and his palms were hot.

"Forbos."

The boy's voice was soft like a kitten, tickling people's hearts, with a little crying.

It is obviously the mildest deity.

But much crazier than Axter.

His exposed skin had some red marks.

Axter was high in the air, watching all this coldly.

Everything was as he expected.

The volcano erupted early because of the fierce battle of the gods, thick black smoke drifted in the air, and hot magma erupted along the crater.

The humans of this land fled in terror.

Their homes are being destroyed.

Athena spread her huge holy wings, the spear in her hand emitted a dazzling white light, and a thunderous voice sounded, leading the panicked fleeing crowd on the ground to flee in one direction.

It was a shelter descended by the gods, free from the erosion of magma, and everyone ran desperately towards the place of the pillar of light, and the mudslide rolled down the magma, with the power of destroying the world and the earth.