Su Ci pursed her lips slightly.

The culture of the West is different from that of the East, so when the little devil said this, she didn't correct it, so she nodded.

The little devil keenly sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't continue the topic.

Instead, he took the initiative to take the little angel's hand and said, "I like angels the most, and it's not interesting to play with those demons." ”

If the Hill Demon were here, it would be a good idea.

The demon is dismissive of angels.

Angels are arrogant, demons are vile, and humans are cunning, this is a well-known thing.

The money jar's eyes were moist and soft, and she was worried that she wouldn't get along with the little devil at first, but the other party was very friendly. And she also made a very bad plan, but the other party didn't think like her at all.

Not a bear child, not bad at all.

So she was a little happy and said, "I like you too." ”

The little angel's voice was soft and glutinous.

Satan thought to himself that if angels were like this, it wouldn't be annoying at all.

He tightened his fingers, stared at him with dark red eyes, and said unhurriedly, "I am different from those demons, I like heaven, and I think you angels are better than demons. ”

When you tell a lie, you don't even blink an eye.

The money jar was convinced.

She showed a pear vortex and said sweetly, "You're a good demon." ”

Satan didn't feel embarrassed at all, he nodded and said, "I don't think I'm really like a demon, too." ”

There is an aunt to take care of in the villa, after all, in such a big place, there is always someone to take care of.

When Satan brought milk to his aunt, he said nonchalantly, "Don't say a word to her if you say anything superfluous, you know?" ”

The aunt was a little frightened and nodded.

The study room of the villa has all kinds of books, not only heaven and hell, but also earth.

Satan sat on his seat, where thick and tall Oriental books were stacked.

In just over an hour, it has already been turned.

The little devil has finally found the problem.

It's a strange thing to call Sue, and although he would love to replace it with something more affectionate, he's a demon who doesn't pose any threat now. So after knowing something on the pages of Oriental books, he smiled meaninglessly.

While enjoying lunch, Su Ci sat on the opposite side of the long table and heard the little devil speak: "According to the more intimate name of the East, should I call you Porcelain Porcelain?" ”

She lifted her long eyelashes, looked over, and nodded with a slight flush on her cheeks.

Satan's gaze fell on the angel's face, and he withdrew his gaze and said, "Then I will call you that from now on." ”

"What about you?"

Su Ci blinked and looked over a little confused: "Me?" ”

She ate the salad and said seriously, "I'll call you Satan, okay?" ”

The little angel looks obedient and soft, with a soft little face and watery eyes, clean and pure.

Including the breath too.

Satan pretended to be naïve and said, "I am older than you, call me brother." ”

Su Ci's hand holding the fork paused slightly, and looked at it without blinking.

He called out softly: "Brother." ”

The little devil's dark red eyes narrowed slightly, and he was in a somewhat happy mood.

Quietly thought.

Angel, it's really easy to bully.

So well-behaved, so soft, sent to the door, isn't it just for him to play?

The little devil was eating, and at the same time he was glad that the other party had come to his house.