Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1582 Faith (32)

Angel Milton looked at the girl who was held in the arms of the God Lord, feeling a little sour and full of envy.

"Cecia is really happy..."

She also wanted to be held in the arms of Heavenly Father.

Unfortunately, Heavenly Father never hugged them.

The little angel Mirod flapped his wings, suddenly very proud, "That's because when you grow up, the Lord doesn't need to hug you anymore."

"Look at me, the Lord once hugged me."

"..." Milton glared at him unhappily, "That's not because you pestered the Lord, and the Lord had no choice but to give you a hug."

She is not as thick-skinned as him!
Mirod made a face for her, "That's also a hug, the Lord's embrace is so warm!"

He is very proud of this.

"you--"

Milton was furious.

"Ignore you!"

She flew away in a flash, not looking at him anymore.

Mirrod snorted, and contentedly followed the Lord, and followed him to the temple.

"Dear Heavenly Father, what's wrong with Cecia? Is she sick?"

He curiously flew around the gods and asked.

An angel interrupted, "It must be sick, look at her face, it's very red."

It must be hard to be so red.

"Then, will Cecia die?"

The simple little Rhodes didn't understand anything and asked worriedly.

The benevolent and gentle Almighty embraced the sleeping girl in his arms, rubbed her head gently, and smiled, "No, Mirod."

"Cecia is just a little uncomfortable. She will regain her vitality after she sleeps."

Milod has always believed in the words of the heavenly father. He said that Chesia will not die, which means that Chesia will definitely not die.

So, he nodded seriously.

"Then Cecia should sleep well. If she doesn't have a bed, Milode is willing to give her his bed."

The Almighty smiled slightly, and said softly, "What a good boy."

The little angel Mirod proudly puffed out his chest.

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Cecia didn't sleep for a long time.

It was just because she was so comfortable and relaxed, that she fell asleep unconsciously.

When she woke up again, she realized that she was lying in the arms of the God Lord, and everything around her looked familiar.

Apparently, she's back at the temple again.

And this time, he carried her back himself.

Chesia sat up, her slender legs swaying slightly.

Although sitting on the lap of a god is a very intimate and ambiguous act, the servant of the god seems to have no knowledge of this aspect, and doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

Even the angels are just envious and curious, but they don't think much about other aspects.

Chesia turned her head, her beautiful green eyes stared at the kind and gentle Almighty.

He didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with such an action, he just gently rubbed her head with a soft and loving tone.

"Poor Cecia, are you feeling better?"

"..." The gorgeous girl whose cheeks had returned to normal ruddy blinked her eyes.

He raised his hand to touch his normal temperature face, and pursed his lips.

"I just... what happened?"

She didn't seem to know exactly why her body was changing in this way.

The beautiful and gentle god stared deeply at her.

The slender fingers pinched her cheek lightly, and said, "It's probably because I'm too tired, so I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Cesia, you should take a good rest."

(End of this chapter)