The blood of the gods is the prelude to the conclusion of the contract.

As for why the dark god chose the way to kiss her.... Then it is unknown.

Fu Yue didn't notice this detail either.

may have preconceived that Silaire was the lover who had accompanied her in so many small worlds, so that Fu Yue later ignored a lot of things and didn't think deeply about some things.

And let this proud god suffer a lot.

Hoddle walked away like nobody.

Fu Yue was about to explode there, and his fingers creaked.

The brain calmed down and thought quickly.

Fu Yue lowered her eyelashes slightly, her fingers gradually tightened the dark velvet quilt on the bed, and the green tendons on the back of her hands burst out.

The expensive incense burning in the room had been extinguished, and only ashes remained in the incense burner, leaving behind a lingering fragrance that invaded the girl's nerves.

Unwarranted irritability.

Fu Yue thought silently in the bottom of her heart.

Dark God, Hodel.

Even a god in a weakened state is outrageously powerful.

After traveling through so many small worlds, Fu Yue felt what it was like to be afraid of an NPC in a plane for the first time.

If it was Hoddle in his heyday, then if he was in the Heavenly Realm, it is estimated that he would barely have the strength to fight with her original body.

Fu Yue frowned.

How could there be such a powerful existence in the small world .... This doesn't make sense.

Then he glanced sideways at Silaire, who was lying next to her, in a state of death.

Fu Yue: "......"

She reached out and pinched the bridge of the man's tall nose, covering his nose mischievously. Later, thinking that the robot didn't seem to need to breathe, Fu Yue put down his hand again.

The sound of the urn is the airway.

"Silaire, your master has been bullied, and you are actually dying!"

The man didn't react.

Fu Yue stared at him resentfully, staring at him all night, until the sky was white, she slowly closed her eyes, sleepy, and fell into a dark and sweet dream.

I slept for less than two hours.

Fu Yue felt that someone was telling her to get up, she moved impatiently, turned over and lay on the soft sheets, rolled up the quilt, and buried her head under the pillow.

Wave your hand again.

Say don't bother me.

“.... Don't, make a fuss.... I'm sleepy and need to sleep. ”

But the other party was tirelessly harassing her.

"Master, your magic lesson for today is about to begin. If you don't get out of bed, you'll be late for today's class......"

Fu Yue continued to lie on his stomach, holding the soft pillow with both hands, and pressed his head under the pillow.

I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it.

She's dead.

Death in class or something, she has to sleep.

The robot's blue eyes flashed, he put away his elegant white gloved hand, and stood in front of Fu Yue's bed in a well-dressed manner, looking a little helpless, as if he had nothing to do about his master's bed-lying behavior.

"The way you look makes me very difficult, master."

Yes, robots can't force their owners to do things they don't want to do.

Silaire was only responsible for getting Fu Yue up the next day.

But if Fu Yue really doesn't want to.

Silaire couldn't force her either.

The lump on the bed was quiet for five minutes, then moved slowly.

The brunette girl sat up.

She was still wrapped in a soft velvet quilt, with only one head exposed, and her long hair was piled up like seaweed.

Fu Yue barely opened one eye.

His gaze swept over Silaire.

Said: "You don't crash now?" ”