Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

"My beloved Father God, have you descended before me?" The eyes of the man kneeling there sparkled beautifully. He stood up cautiously and knelt beside the throne to look at the baby born on it. God.

There was an aria-like singing sounding in the distance, and the sound of bells reaching far into the sky. The power of light penetrated the deep clouds and sprinkled on the dark earth, and the whole world seemed to be covered with bright light.

Although the gods who have reappeared on the throne are immature, they will bring a new light to this world.

It's just that he is really young, with a fair and powdery body, and his whole body seems to be transparent. His beautiful ruddy lips are as soft as newborn rose petals, and his eyes are very bright. He looked a little big, but he was so beautiful, a thousand times, ten thousand times more beautiful than all the children Ancia had ever seen.

"Can I touch you?" Ancia cautiously stretched out her fingers, as if a little more force would puncture the scene in front of her.

Shen Chun has accepted the fact that he is a newborn God. There is no God of Light in this world. Only the godhead and the angelic family that originally served the God of Light remain on the empty temple.

And because of the weakness of strength and belief, it can only be what it is now.

Shen Chun looked at the person kneeling beside him. He had long and soft blond hair, a snow-white robe, and snow-white wings that could wrap himself in it. Even if they were folded behind his back, those wings were beautiful. Incredible.

His archangel, his disciples.

Shen Chun stretched out his hand to hold the tentatively extended finger, looked at the person in front of him trembling slightly, with eyes full of joy, wanted to speak, but only uttered: "Hey..."

Shen Chun: "..."

521 kept shooting wildly, vowing to make the host's cute appearance occupy a lot of memory.

Ancia looked at the little hand holding her finger, felt the soft touch, and covered her heart with the other hand, feeling that her heart was about to melt: "My beloved Father God, do you also like Ancia? ?”

Shen Chun tried several times, but after finding that it was impossible to speak normally, he grabbed the opponent's fingers with the other hand, and tried to stand up under the extremely worried gaze of the opponent.

The gentle angel looked at his immature body, and was so nervous that his breath froze: "Father, do you want to stand up? You are still very fragile, please don't do such dangerous behavior, it will hurt you."

In such gentle words, the first time the newborn Guangming God stood up ended in failure.

There was no strength in the soft hands, and even the grip had to use the strength of breastfeeding. When he was about to fall, the hands that tried to protect him supported his body.

Shen Chun supported his wrist, looked down at the two hands embracing him, and finally assessed how big he was now, not much bigger than those two hands.

Wanting to grow into an adult is far away.

[The host is really cute! 】521 wants to sway with the wind.

【You did a good job. 】Shen Chun sighed.

【But this body is closest to Bai Bai. ] 521 said.

Shen Chun was silent for a while: [Good job. 】

Even if it is faith, the feelings of the other party cannot be given to other gods casually.

Ancia carefully supported the god on the throne, and when he saw him looking down, he couldn't help but said, "Great Father God, can I hug you?"

The great Father God was so petite and cute, one couldn't help but want to rub his pink cheeks and beautiful lips to see if they were really as soft as imagined.

Shen Chun raised his head, and babbled softly in response to the angel's request.

"I'm sorry, did I offend you?" Ancia's eyes flashed guilt, and he gently placed the young god on the throne and said, "You may not be used to my service, but I Please forgive my mistake for being so presumptuous?"

Shen Chun sat on the divine throne, watched him step back and salute, turned over and crawled towards the person.

Although he couldn't stand up, he crawled smoothly, but his natural robe was a bit of a hindrance. Halfway through the climb, his arm lost strength. Shen Jiu was caught off guard and wanted to use his body's limit strength... crawling was already the limit strength.

Hey, he threw his face on the seat of God.

The nose was sore, and physiological tears poured out directly, completely disregarding the owner's wishes.

A gust of warm wind engulfed the cold fragrance, and Shen Chun's eyes were wet and blurred when he was embraced by those hands again.

"Sorry, what do you need?" Ancia looked at the god with a red nose in her arms and the tears in those eyes, so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Shen Chun was embraced by him, looked up with an angel's worried expression, his golden hair like light swept slightly, he blinked, and forcefully squeezed out two tears from his eyes that didn't have many tears.

"Master God, please don't cry." Ancia was at a loss, imitating human behavior, brushed his cheek with her finger, and patted him, "My heart is going to break when you cry, do you want to cry?" What, as long as you are happy, I am willing to dedicate my life to you."

In those days of beauty, beauties poured out their love words, and were even willing to give their lives.

And he was just a tiny, crawling and wrestling baby.

Shen Chun tilted his head, buried his head in his arms, and took a breath, his Ah Bai was really gentle and lovely.

"Father God?" Ancia patted him carefully.

Not far away, there was a gentle wind blowing, and there were several sounds as the white wings fluttered.

"Master Archangel, what happened to the temple?" It was the voice of a young man Qingyue.

"We sensed a change, Lord Archangel..."

"Godhead is gone!!!"

Several voices came quickly, and when Shen Chun raised his head, he met the curious eyes of a brown-haired boy: "Wow, humans! Why are there humans on the temple?!"

His eyes are very clear and beautiful green, like gems, almost the same white robe, and the same white wings gathered behind him.

"Human?" A girl's voice came from the other side, with the same immaturity and curiosity.

She is slightly shorter than the boy, with slightly curly blond hair. She grabbed Ansia's arm with her hands and stood on her toes. Her eyes almost reached the tip of Shen Chun's nose: "Master Ansia, he is so small."

"Lord Angel, where is the Godhead of the God of Light?" It was a slightly mellow female voice, she did not approach like the two young angels, but walked to the front of the throne and knelt down with worry on her face Come down, "Has the God of Light abandoned this continent?"

"Serra, the gods have descended again." Ansia said warmly.

Serra turned his head, and the two little angels looked at him in surprise: "Master Ancia, where is Lord Shenming?"

"The great Father God has come to this continent again, but he hasn't accumulated enough power yet." Ancia carefully held the god in his arms, with complete tenderness in his eyes, "This is the great Father God."

"Really?!" Sera walked up to him and looked down at the still young god. His slightly domineering face seemed to be able to radiate light. Those bright orange eyes changed from cold to an extremely soft color, "Noble Father God, thank you for coming to this continent again."

Surrounded by four angels, their soft and white wings almost formed a barrier here.

"Father God is really small." The girl looked at it for a while and said.

"Joyce, you can't slander Father God like this." Sera patted her head and said.

"Okay, great Father God, even though you are young, there must be boundless power in your body." Joyce clasped her hands together and said.

"Lord Ancia, can I touch him?" The young man tried to reach out, his fingers almost touching Shen Chun's nose, and the angels seemed to be cautious even when they breathed.

"June, you have to ask the Lord God first, you can't be so rude." Ansia said while holding Shen Chun away.

"Okay, venerable Father God, may I touch your body with my fingers, it will be my greatest honor." Jun looked at the petite god and swallowed.

Shen Chun looked at the outstretched fingers, and suddenly buried his face in An Xia's arms.

"June, you have been rejected by Father God." Joyce said.

"Obviously the words between June offended God the Father and made him angry," Sera said.

Jun froze in place, his jewel-like eyes were full of sadness: "Master Ancia, have I been rejected by Father God?"

"I don't think so. Father God is just not used to being touched by others." Ancia embraced him with tenderness in her eyes.

"So Father God likes Lord Ancia the most?" Joyce said.

"I think so. When Father God was still a godhead, Lord Ancia spent the longest time praying with him." Sera said, "But is it okay to hug Lord God all the time like this?"

The two little angels looked over together, and Ancia felt a little guilty in her eyes: "I know this is an offense, I shouldn't use such a body to replace God's throne to carry Godfather, but Godfather almost fell off the throne before. .”

The other three angels gasped: "That's really dangerous!"

"Yes, Father God's powerful power can't be exerted yet, it would be bad if he gets hurt."

"Yes, yes." Jun blinked and said, "Then please Mrs. Ancia hold her."

"You have to learn to walk. I think human beings have to walk." Sera said.

"Father God doesn't have wings, so he can't fly." Joyce asked worriedly, "How will he learn to walk?"

The three angels looked at Ansia together, and Ansia said softly, "Humans seem to be supported."

Then they all looked at Shen Chun.

Shen Chun lightly glanced sideways, and met a few pairs of eager eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

Babies need a process from birth to walking, and these angels obviously don't have that kind of experience.

Angels are born from clouds and light. They are born with wings and can fly at the moment of birth, which represents warmth, light and hope, but it does not mean that they will bring children.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Joyce said.

"Okay." Ansia moved forward with Shen Chun in his arms, and the other three angels got out of the way, but when he tried to put the petite god on the throne, he found that his hair was caught by the fingers.

Shen Chun grabbed his skirt with one hand and his hair with the other. The archangel who wanted to put him down was at a loss for a moment, but couldn't pull him away forcefully: "My lord, do you like my hair?"

Shen Chun babbled, which attracted the amazement of the other three angels.

"Father God likes Master Ancia's hair." Joyce said, "Master Ancia's hair is like light."

Ancia's gaze was very gentle. His lightly folded wings opened to one side, and they were close to his face. The soft feathers on them ran across the hair that Shen Chun was grasping. down.

"Honorable Father God, I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you." Ansia put the god who was holding the hair in her arms on the throne, looked at his fingers holding the robe and said, "This clothes you Do you like it too?"

Shen Chun let go of his hand silently, sat on the throne and was supported by both hands.

"It seems Father God doesn't like clothes." June said.

"Yes." Ancia knelt there, holding the young god in her hands, and said, "Father God, please let me help you walk until you can walk by yourself?"

Shen Chun felt his weak feet, and determined that he was not suitable for walking now, and when he was strong enough, he didn't need anyone to help him when he wanted to walk.

"Father, step forward with your left foot first." Ancia said softly.

"Does Father God know which one is left?" June asked doubtfully.

An Xia hesitated for a moment, then looked at Shen Chun and said, "Dear Father God, this is on the left side, can you understand?"

Shen Chun held the soft lock of hair, and decided to be a normal child first, he reached out his little hand, trying to send the lock of hair into the mouth.

Several angels were shocked: "Father God, you can't eat that!"

"That's not something to eat!" said Joyce.

Sera bent down quickly, trying to pull out her hair, and Ancia hooked his little hand with her hand: "My lord, this is not edible."

The little hand was held, and the things in his hand were ruthlessly taken away. Shen Chun blinked and looked at the angel in front of him, with a moist color in his eyes.

As soon as the four angels' minds fell, they saw the golden doudou falling out of the eyes of the young god, blah blah blah...

Ancia felt the wetness between her fingers, her eyes widened, and she felt extremely annoyed: "My lord, please forgive our mistakes."

"Please forgive our sins, but you really can't eat that." Sera also knelt down and said.

The god on the throne not only sobbed, but also cried loudly, wiping his eyes with his small hands, making his hands wet.

"Master Ancia, what should I do?"

"Is Father God hungry?"

"But angels don't need to eat anything. What does Father God need to eat?"

"Human food will defile the body of the gods."

Several angels immediately panicked, Ancia hugged the god and patted him in his arms: "Please don't cry, I will never stop you from eating anything."

Shen Chun buried her head in his arms, and finally found peace.

【Host! 】521 was also surprised, the host actually cried!

Shen Chun grabbed the warm skirt and rubbed it: [Shameless. 】

It's all like this, what kind of face do you want.

Ancia patted a few times, the god in her arms stopped the wind and rain in a panic, and several angels breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lord God likes to be hugged by Lord Ancia." June took a deep breath.

"Human cubs seem to be hugged when they are young." Sera said, "Master God is very similar to humans."

"Human beings are also believers in God the Father," Joyce said.

"Maybe I should go to the human world." Ancia looked down at the god who closed his eyes and breathed gently in his arms. "Father God is still too fragile. He needs more careful care."

"Yes." Sera stretched out his hand, "Then let me carry Lord Shenming temporarily."

An Xia was a little bit reluctant, but still held the sleeping god in his arms, but just as he started, Shen Chun opened his eyes and started crying.

The golden peas fell to the ground, and several angels continued to fry the nest.

It wasn't until Shen Chun showed mercy and stopped that their expressions relaxed.

"What should I do? Lord Ancia cannot take Lord Shenming out of the temple, it's too dangerous outside." Sera said seriously.

Ancia lowered her eyes and said, "You can't leave the temple, you can only mirror it with light."

He held the god in one hand, and stretched out the other hand. The breeze blew on his palm, and a bright magic circle appeared, in which pictures flashed rapidly, until the cry of a baby was heard.

The four angels looked over one after another. In the picture was a scene of a human newborn just coming out of its mother's womb.

"My lord is still good-looking," Joyce said.

Ancia looked down at the god in her arms who seemed to be very curious about the mirror image, and felt that it was indeed the case.

Shen Chun raised her head to look at his smooth jaw, and held his fingers while meeting that gentle gaze.

Ancia slowly gathered her fingers, almost reluctant to take her eyes away from him.

The child in the mirror image was still covered in blood. After being washed, he was wrapped in swaddling clothes and was still crying.

"Queen, you need to feed him." The servant said.

This was the critical moment, and Shen Chun held Ancia's finger, anticipating their shocked expressions.

The woman in the mirror holds the newborn baby, pats him, and then feeds him with milk.

Several angels looked up, June and Joyce looked at Sera subconsciously, and Serra looked down at her chest and said, "Do you need to bite here so you won't cry?"

A blush spread across her face, and she said under the scrutiny of the other angels, "I can try."

Shen Chun subconsciously clenched Ancia's robe.

"There should be food there." Ancia said softly, "Master God doesn't need to eat."

"Oh." Sera breathed a sigh of relief, with some regret, "Actually, I can."

"Selah, if it is not necessary, we must not use our bodies to defile the god's body. This is offensive." Ancia was also gentle when she reasoned.

"I offended, sorry," Serra said.

While they were talking, the baby in the mirror had stopped crying. He fell asleep with the fragrance of milk all over his body, and then repeated the simple process of sleeping, crying, feeding, changing, sleeping, and feeding, but he did not learn to walk. of.

The four angels watched for a long time, Sera scratched his cheeks and said, "Maybe the Lord God should sleep."

"Human beds look soft, but the seat of God..." Joyce suddenly covered her mouth and said, "I mean that the great Father God may need a softer bed, and perhaps he would be willing to stay on the seat of God."

"Yes, let's make a soft cushion out of clouds." Ancia said warmly.

The angels said they were ready and went to prepare. When Yun Duo brought it back, a group of angels followed behind.

They all had extremely beautiful appearances. Their snow-white robes and white wings adorned the originally empty temple. Everyone looked at the god in Ansia's arms with admiration.

"Honorable God, thank you for coming to this continent again and listening to the hottest feelings in our hearts."

"We will definitely protect you, great Father God!"

"Father God sitting in Lord Ansia's arms is so cute." This is a still young angel.

Sera carefully spread the cushion made of clouds on the seat of God. The clouds looked soft and beautiful, even dyed with the color of the sun.

"My lord, please try this cushion." Ancia tentatively picked up the god in her arms and placed it on it.

Shen Chun fell into it, and the soft touch made it easier for him to lie there.

"Father God loves the cushions of the clouds, that's great!" Joyce said.

"Thank you, Father God, for your love. I am your most loyal servant." Ancia knelt down halfway, staring at him deeply.

Shen Chun looked up at him, engraved such gentle eyes and figure into his eyes: "Yi..."

【Ah Bai is so beautiful. 】Shen Chun said.

[But you can't do anything now. ] 521 said.

This must be the most regrettable thing for the impatient host.

【Not in a hurry. 】Shen Chun laughed.

He has already made the mistake of being anxious once, and he will not make it again. Each one is a new fragment. Even if he loves him and wants to have him, he should get to know each other again.

This person is always his, and he has the patience to accompany him through every journey.

[Is it really not because the host is still young? ] 521 asked.

[Little cutie, do you want to be a part of the primary factory? 】Shen Chun asked.

521 looked at such a soft and cute host, and softly said in a mechanical voice: [I don't want to. 】

Shen Chun: […]

Sometimes the system is not very good with a broken system.

The angels looked up here, and there seemed to be light in each eye.

But they didn't stay here all the time. Instead, they flew in groups in all directions after praying. Only then did Shen Chun see the blood stains on some angel wings.

"Master Ancia, the dark race is getting more and more excessive." June said, "We can't let them know that the God of Light has come again."

He is still young, so he doesn't need to bear such a fierce struggle for the time being.

"Yes." Ancia looked at the god lying on the throne, he is their hope, but he is still so young and weak, he needs their protection, "Sera, you go to guard the most important place on the border, you can't Let them detect every bit of news."

"Okay, Archangel." Sera saluted him, then turned and left.

"June, Joyce, you stay here at the temple, and you must be notified of any changes in time." Ancia said softly.

"Yes, we will protect Lord God well." Joyce laughed.

They are bright and holy.

Angels, servants of God, have been guarding the Temple of Light since birth.

Beautiful, gentle and powerful, those soft-looking wings can be turned into extremely powerful killers when necessary, and the power of the Archangel Anthea is the most powerful.

According to the original world line records, the God of Light and the God of Darkness were originally rivals, but one day, the high God of Light seemed to have reached the end of his life, leaving only his godhead, and then completely dissipated.

The balance of power was broken, and the power of darkness poured out. Most of the continent fell into the control of the dark god. Only a few countries still had some races lingering because of the existence of gods, and they had to face demonized creatures from time to time. invasion.

The dark god Thanatos vainly tried to control the entire continent, constantly attacking those garrisons and the temple of light with dark power.

It’s just that there are not only humans in this continent, but also angels and dragons. Angels guard the last pure land of the gods. Because of their powerful force, even the Dark God can't do anything about them.

When the three parties struggled to balance, and one day it would be broken, a young man named Aiwen appeared on this continent.

He spent the first ten years in ups and downs, until he was accidentally selected by the Central Holy See and became the holy son among them. After that, he won the Pope's appreciation, and accidentally summoned him with the lost magic circle. The Archangel Anthea, summoned and helped again and again, the love for each other grew secretly, as if there was an unwritten agreement.

But when Ansia returned to the temple, Aiwen got to know the dark gods, dragons, elves, orcs, dwarves... and got acquainted with them, and had a physical connection with them by accident.

When the holy archangel was looking for someone without calling, he happened to encounter a scene where Ivan was entangled with the Dark God.

That scene was probably shocking. Ansia broke through them, and Ivan defended him, but was pulled back by the Dark God, and continued to do the original thing in front of Ansia.

Angels are holy, they are bred by light, and they cannot tolerate any filth and filth by nature, and Ancia's heart sank into the darkness following such a dirty scene.

When he fell into the darkness, he discovered that the man who would occasionally pour out love words to him, telling him his innocence and infinite hope for the future, had told countless people like that, and slept with them, body and soul Already filthy.

Sincerity was deceived and teased, and he could no longer return to the temple of light. The war between races really broke out and directly destroyed the entire continent. Ancia fell from the abyss, announcing the end of the entire world.

He is the existence that Aiwen regards as Bai Yueguang in his heart but has never obtained it, but what cannot be concealed is that his Abai seems to have lost some power to rule the world.

Only the protagonist is the existence with the strongest luck, one of the protagonists, whose luck has been weakened by more than a little bit.

Shen Chun looked at the angel standing with his back facing him. He was still holy and bright, without a speck of dust on his body, and filled with endless tenderness and love.

As if aware of the gaze behind her, Ansia turned around and half knelt down when she met the gaze of the god: "My lord, are you watching Ansia?"

"Hey..." Shen Chun touched his fingertips, responding to his words.

Yes, he was watching him.

"I'm so happy. Your gaze is like my salvation. The small me can get your attention. Only with the most enthusiastic heart can I repay you." Ancia said softly.

"Yi..." Shen Chun clenched his fingers tightly.

Ancia's eyes showed doubts, and after looking at each other puzzledly, she still chose to ask the mirror image for help.

There are many human children, some deep asleep, some babbling, some toddling, and without exception, when they stop and wake up, adults always take a Two toys teased them, watching them giggle.

An Xia looked at Shen Chun, hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you want a toy, my lord?"

Although those things can make children laugh, in his opinion, they always feel like they are teasing pets.

"Hey..." Shen Chun responded.

Ancia thought for a while, got up and took off the trident from the hand of the statue at the side, put the weapon made of the sacred stone in front of Shen Chun and said softly: "My lord, do you like this?"

Shen Chun stretched out his hand and pushed the extremely thick weapon, but found that he couldn't even push it. However, when An Xia was carrying such a heavy weapon, she almost didn't make any sound when she put it down.

"Yi..." Shen Chun shook his head.

Ansia was not disappointed, but stared at Shen Chun's movements, and said with joy in her eyes: "My lord, can you understand what I said?"

It was a communication problem, Shen Chun nodded.

"You are indeed great and holy. I'm sorry, but I treated you like an ordinary child." Ancia said, "It's really embarrassing."

【Ordinary children don't know how to play with tridents. ] 521 confused.

【So cute. 】Shen Chun said.

521: […]

Its host has no principles when dealing with his wife.

"Then what do you like? I can get it for you." Ancia asked gently.

"Yi..." Shen Chun crawled a little towards him.

Ancia was a little puzzled, but watched his movements patiently, until he grabbed his fingers, and then asked a little flattered: "Do you like my fingers?"

Shen Chun was really afraid that he would cut off his fingers after he gave a positive reaction, and shook his head.

Ancia held his hand, watched his climbing movements, and gathered his wings together, for fear that something would happen to him.

The soft and white wings were close at hand, and there seemed to be traces of light all over them. Shen Chun's eyes were slightly bright, and he stretched out his hand to touch it. It was gorgeous and soft to the extreme, even better than clouds.

"My lord." Ancia trembled slightly, carefully supported him and said, "Do you like my wings?"

"Yi..." Shen Chun nodded.

Wings are the means of flying, weapons, and the most untouchable part of the body. No angel will touch the wings of other angels at will, but this is his beloved god.

Ancia folded his wings and tried to make every feather extremely soft. He said softly, "I hope it can make you happy."

The soft feathers swept across the cheeks, and Shen Chun stroked them lightly. The feathers were well arranged, and each feather was very beautiful, dense and non-aggressive.

Shen Chun touched it a few times, then looked at the half-kneeling angel beside him, the other party's eyes were full of tenderness, staring at his every move, as if he was afraid of missing every bit of his emotion by mistake.

If it weren't for the current situation where the timeline is hard to predict, Shen Chun would have wanted this time to last longer at that moment.

The baby's body is sleepy, including the gods, Shen Chun rubbed in the sea of ​​soft feathers and couldn't remember when he fell asleep.

He gently sank into the pure white feathers, his eyelashes trembled with his breathing, although his hands were grasping the feathers, it didn't hurt at all.

Ancia watched him quietly from the side, and tentatively patted him with his hands when he turned over gently.

Some human children are very naughty and full of destructiveness. When they meet something with feathers, they may grab and pull, but the gods are different. He even grasps gently. And marvel, although he is immature, he is pampering his devout believers.

Ancia knelt there quietly for a long time, just as he used to expect the gods to come, except that he closed his eyes in the past, but this time he could stare at the still young gods and look forward to his appearance when he grows up.

It must be a very powerful and tall god. He will look at each child lovingly and welcome the birth of a new angel.

"Lord Ancia." June walked lightly when he came over, his eyes widened when he saw the appearance of the wings wrapped around him, "Father God also sleeps."

"He's still very fragile." Ancia raised her head and said softly, "What's the matter? June."

"I found some toys from my childhood. I don't know if the gods will like them." Zhu En took out the shiny god stone and beads, "Master Ancia, can I try this?"

"Yes June, you were a great help," Ancia said.

June became excited, and wanted to say something, but suddenly covered his mouth, and whispered: "Joyce also has a lot of toys."

"Girls' toys may not be suitable for Father God." Ancia said, "June, can you tell Joyce?"

"Okay." June took a few steps, waved his wings and left.

The young angels are always unruly when they fly, and they like to dash forward. It seems that only by flying can they show their strength.

After June left, Ancia took the toys placed by his feet, observed the shapes on them, stretched out his hand, and several crystal and magnificent sacred stones appeared on it, and they changed with the rhythm of his fingers The shape until it became exactly the same as the one June brought, but more refined.

Toys given to Father God are of course the best, and June must have meant the same thing. As long as they can make a little contribution to Father God, the angels will be happy.

Shen Chun fell asleep in the soft feathers, and woke up in the soft feathers. He opened his eyes and heard the words of inquiry, only to find that the angel kneeling beside him had not changed his posture from the beginning to the end.

Of course, the physical strength of an angel cannot be compared with that of ordinary people, but it must not be too comfortable to kneel all the time.

"Master God, did I wake you up?" Ancia asked softly.

"Yi..." Shen Chun slowly got up, rubbed his eyes and shook his head.

"Then did you sleep well?" Ansia gently retracted her wings, and looked at the god who was rubbing her eyes with her little hands, feeling her heart melt.

Shen Chun nodded, and when he put down his hands, his eyes brightened.

"It's my honor to do my part for you." Ancia smiled.

Shen Chun looked at his half-kneeling posture, responded, then supported himself with his hands, curled up his legs, and tried to sit still, but because of his body's weakness, the first time he failed, his whole face was thrown into the clouds , only revealing the golden top of the skull and the pink and round heels.

521 took another crazy shot, feeling that it is imminent to expand the memory.

An Xia was stunned for a moment, inexplicably felt that such a posture was very miserable and cute. He held back the inexplicable thoughts in his heart, and quickly helped the god up and said, "Are you alright?"

"Yi..." Shen Chun shook his head.

There is no difference between losing face once and losing face twice.

It's not shameful to be ashamed in front of your wife.

If you can't save your face, it's only embarrassing when your wife runs away.

"What do you want?" Ancia asked warmly.

Shen Chun supported his hand, this time he barely sat down with his legs bent, and then patted the side.

"Huh?" Ancia looked at his movements with some puzzlement.

Shen Chun reached out and patted his hand, then touched his leg: "Yi!"

Ancia looked up and down, thinking about the thoughts of the gods: "Are you asking me to sit down like you?"

"Hey..." Shen Chun nodded solemnly.

Ancia's eyes were bent at that moment, and he even felt guilty for the miserable attitude he felt just now. Father God tried so hard to sit up, just to let him sit down: "You are really a gentle and merciful god, I I am your believer, how can I sit in front of you, this is disrespectful to you."

Shen Chun continued to pat his own leg, blinking his eyes continuously as gestures.

Ancia smiled and said, "Is this your gift?"

Shen Chun nodded.

"Thank you for your gift, it will be the glory of my life." Ancia