Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1621 You Are My Faith (33)

When Cecia woke up again, she only felt comfortable all over her body, and her body was indescribably lazy.

She opened her eyes in a daze, not fully conscious yet.

The scene that caught her eyes was extremely familiar, making her unforgettable.

Temple.

She returned to the temple.

It was still the ten staid servants of the gods, and it was still the bright and spacious crystal palace.

There is still a warm and very safe atmosphere around her, and there is still a familiar strength on her waist.

Hold her, take her into your arms.

Chesia squinted her moist eyes, staring at the scene of the temple, as if thinking for a while.

Then, she turned her head and looked at the god who was close at hand.

The god returned to his place, his eyes were closed, his face was gentle and compassionate.

Silver-colored long hair and extremely cool skin.

Lips as shallow as cherry blossoms, as if smiling, with a shallow curvature.

His embrace was still warm, and his breath was still soft.

Sitting on his lap, Chesia could feel that the force on her waist gradually became lighter.

In the flesh and blood, the inexplicable connection is also like a tide, receding silently.

The invisible shackles were breaking inch by inch.

Dissipated into the heaven and earth, releasing that poor and weak soul.

As if she had sensed something, her wings stretched out powerfully again, shaking down, full of energy.

The burden on her body disappeared in an instant, and the strength on her waist also completely disappeared.

At this moment, she seems to be free.

Cecia lowered her head and watched him slowly withdraw his hand.

The holy god, calmly and silently fulfilled his promise.

Give her back her freedom.

From now on, no longer bound.

Cecia blinked.

The feeling of Dawang disappearing and regaining freedom is indescribably good.

The slender and beautiful wings flapped behind her, and she gently left the embrace of the god.

The porcelain white toes landed on the ground, and the red rope on the ankle bone was shining brightly.

She looked at the god with her eyes closed, and then took a tentative step outside.

Step by step, down the ladder.

I didn't feel anything, just an endless sense of lightness on my body.

Comfortable and carefree.

Secretly relieved, Checia, who had regained her freedom, quickly ran out under the watchful eyes of the servants of the gods.

The moment she stepped out of the threshold of the temple, she breathed in the extremely cool air outside.

The breeze rushed towards her face, like the gentle hand of a god, gently caressing her cheek.

It was unbelievably warm.

Chesia jumped down the steps of the temple, and finally landed perfectly with both feet.

The angels outside leaned over curiously.

"Chesia, Chessia, have you completed your bet with the Lord?"

"Who wins who wins? What's your bet?"

"God, may the Lord bless you, Lilith, what do you think? Of course the Lord won, so do you even need to ask?"

They gossip.

"It is impossible for the Lord to lose, it must be Cecia who lost."

"Chesia, tell me, tell me, what are you playing? Isn't it fun?"

The angels are all curious.

Crowded, with big eyes eager to seek knowledge, wishing to know everything right away.

Then gossip to their buddies.

It's a pity that Chesia didn't mean to share.

She raised her hand, raised a finger, and shook it.

"This is a secret. You can't tell a secret~"

(End of this chapter)