Why is the Holy Son So Delicate?

In an instant, Pei Xia was tense and horrified.

Being approached by demons is what Peixia fears the most. He came to Lucifer to avoid such an end!

"Then, what should I do..." Pei Xia subconsciously sought the opinion of the person who could best help him here.

"Don't worry." Lucifer gave him a soothing look, showing a smile full of encouragement, "I will do my best to remove the demonic aura for you, but this mark is a bit difficult to handle, Pei Xia, next It's better not to be too far away from me!"

What a kind-hearted, honest, and great actor! Pei Xia was moved to tears by him. She was so excited that she forgot to keep the etiquette of superiors and subordinates. He grabbed Lucifer's hand and said loudly, "Sir Saint Son, you really are That's great, don't worry, I won't let you down!"

So, Lucifer looked at Pei Xia and smiled with satisfaction, as if he was very satisfied with the consciousness of his subordinates...

Pei Xia thinks so, and it is unknown whether Lucifer really thinks so.

Then, Lucifer began to cover the scratches on Pei Xia's arms with his palms. He frowned, very serious, and his face that made people feel happy when he smiled tensed up, even more so. nervous worry.

A burst of slightly hot holy light emanated from Lucifer's palm, and the light covered Pei Xia's wound. Pei Xia sat on the bed and looked at Lucifer's hand and his own arm seriously.

Lucifer's hands are so beautiful... Bah, don't think about it!

I thought that such a shallow wound should be healed soon. Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, Lucifer slowly retracted his hand, with a few drops of sweat oozing out of his forehead, his face full of exhaustion.

"Sorry, Pei Xia..." Lucifer's voice trembled slightly, making him lovable. He looked at Pei Xia with guilt, "I couldn't get rid of that demon's mark, I've lost my strength... The God of Light is on top."

"The God of Light is above." Pei Xia bowed to Lucifer seriously, "Thank you to the God of Light, and to the Holy Son, you have done a lot for me, please don't feel so guilty! I should be grateful to you and Introspect, if the subordinates were more diligent, they would not have been hurt by Earl Hobson... Lord Holy Son, thank you!"

"It's okay Pei Xia, you've done a good job." Lucifer showed a haggard smile. He struggled to sit up slowly, then picked up the wound medicine and bandages and started to help Pei Xia with the medicine.

That's right, the scratch on Pei Xia's arm is not yet healed!

"Peixia, you don't know how hard I work." Lucifer looked at him with a meaningful smile.

Pei Xia was moved to tears.

Lord Saint Son tried his best to not heal the wound, which shows that the devilish breath on it is very difficult to deal with, and it also shows that the current Lucifer is indeed a lot weaker.

He has lost his strength for himself. Next, he must be vigilant not to let Hobson take advantage of it, so as to live up to Lucifer's goodness to him!

Pei Xia looked at him seriously: "Master Holy Son, this subordinate will definitely protect you!"

"Thank you, I'm looking forward to it." Lucifer responded softly.

The injury was very shallow and did not affect activities at all. Pei Xia planned to bandage it by himself, but Lucifer stopped him. He stretched out his finger and lightly tapped Pei Xia's forehead, smiling and saying, "This is what I did to the Paladin. A little thought, Pei Xia, do you hate me very much?"

"No..." Pei Xia scratched her head embarrassedly, "I didn't think that way at all, Lord Holy Son, it's just too much trouble for you, I'll be very sorry."

"No need to be sorry." Lucifer's fingers gently slid over Pei Xia's arm, and his long golden hair swayed gently as he lowered his head, hitting Pei Xia's hand from time to time.

Smooth, slightly cool...it feels so good, it makes you want to lick it.

Pei Xia was absent-minded for a moment, but soon woke up, laughing at Lord Saint Son or something... Forget it, he didn't want to be purified by a holy light.

"This fight started because of me. You fought for my dignity, Pei Xia, I am very grateful to you."

Pei Xia: "No no, please don't say that, I am your knight, all this is right!"

He hurriedly sat up straight and expressed his loyalty to Lucifer seriously and urgently.

Lucifer chuckled lightly, and put the rest of the bandages and medicines back on the table. He raised his hand and pushed the long hair hanging down from his face behind his ears, revealing small, white or even slightly transparent ears. It is very white and tender, and if you look closely, you can even see the bloodshot on it.

"Okay Pei Xia." Lucifer sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile, "Your wound has been bandaged, don't leave me next, so as not to be attacked by the devil."

"Yes, Lord Holy Son!"

Pei Xia would never leave Lucifer for half a step easily, not only because of the demonic mark on the wound, but also because of Lucifer's depleted magic power. This novel is about to come to an end because of the male protagonist.

Lucifer suddenly frowned and pressed his hand to his heart.

"What's wrong with you?" Pei Xia looked at him in surprise.

"I..." As soon as the word came out, he saw Lucifer frowning, shaking his body, and fell weakly towards Pei Xia.

Pei Xia subconsciously reached out to catch him: "Master Holy Son!"

The moment he took him into his arms, Pei Xia lost his mind for a moment, a little heavy, it didn't matter, the faint rose scent...I got used to it, the key is...the cool and elastic body with perfect shape, for a moment, Let Pei Xia's heart ape.

No, this is too disrespectful, Pei Xia scolded himself, and immediately retracted his thoughts of flying around, he barely hugged the son of the big bird Yiren.

"Cough cough." Lucifer coughed twice. Although he was taller than Pei Xia, he still leaned against Pei Xia's chest. He opened his mouth pitifully and said, "My magic power has been consumed too much, and I am a little tired now."

Is that so! Because of her carelessness... Pei Xia really felt a little guilty.

"Sir, please rest for a while."

"Okay." After speaking, Lucifer closed his eyes, and he fell into silence, as if he had fallen asleep.

Pei Xia, who didn't feel any discomfort on his body, and the only wound had been bandaged tightly, helped Lucifer to lie down on the bed, and then thoughtfully dragged his coat and shoes and socks for him.

Afterwards, Pei Xia planned to get out of bed and give Lucifer the comfortable big bed.

However, Lucifer suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes. Pei Xia was stunned and looked down at Lucifer with his eyes closed. He whispered tentatively, "Lord Holy Son?"

"…"

Is this sleeping or not?

Pei Xia lightly grabbed Lucifer's hand and was about to pull the hem of his clothes out of his hand. At this moment, he saw a crystal tear slide down from the corner of Lucifer's closed eyes.

The man who was as holy and beautiful as an angel fell asleep. He was supposed to be quiet and peaceful, but he frowned slightly and wept as if he was in a painful nightmare. He opened his pale pink lips and murmured, "Don't go...don't stay. Myself…"

The Lord of Light, the servant of the God of Light, the dear male protagonist, has such a vulnerable time!

Pei Xia frowned, slightly scared.

Because it was not written in the original book, Pei Xia didn't know whether the male protagonist had a dark past. According to the current fashion trend, no one with a tragic past would be embarrassed to be the protagonist.

Therefore, it is not particularly unbelievable that Lucifer has a tragic past. Just seeing that he is so fragile, Pei Xia can think that it must be a very sad dream.

It's just... Would Lucifer be willing to be seen by others in nightmares and cry, or even be touched by his hidden past?

Pei Xia looked at him embarrassedly, wishing to gag him, but he didn't dare. He could only pray in his heart that the kind male protagonist would not be stingy enough to silence him.

Lucifer was still holding on to the corner of his clothes. Pei Xia looked down at the big bed that was so soft that it would bounce when it moved. He thought about it and took off his shirt.

Here you go, grab it!

Pei Xia gently climbed out of bed, wiped the water droplets from the corners of Lucifer's eyes, and carefully covered him with the quilt, then sat in the corner and began to exercise his sword qi.

After a while, Pei Xia, who was already immersed in his practice, did not hear the person sleeping on the bed open his lips and let out a sigh.

The beautiful and holy Lord Son gently raised his hand and dropped Pei Xia's torn shirt on the ground.