"Let go, let go! I won't go back with you!"

It's a pity that even though Ximenlang struggled to free himself for a long time, he still couldn't shake Leng's hand away.

The cold is also annoying.

"You're still in high spirits, aren't you?"

But when I thought about how my attitude was not very good, and this was my male god after all, I could only let go of my hand, and my tone gradually softened.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you go. But you can't live in Zhixin's place anymore. You're a grown man, what's the point of living in her place!"

"Then where should I live? I don't have anywhere to go."

"Of course you'll stay at my place!" Leng said matter-of-factly.

Isn't it right for one's male god to live in one's own place? Otherwise, where else can he go? This is Tiancheng, and there is no hotel for him to stay.

"Staying at your place? I won't go! I won't go! Even if you beat me to death, I won't go!"

Ximenlang is almost going crazy. How can he live at her place? It's too late to hide, so how could he go?

However, seeing Leng's raised little hand, Ximen Lang was frightened again, so he had no choice but to reason with it, hoping that Leng would let him go.

"You also said that I am a grown man and it is not suitable for me to live in your place."

"Then where else can you live? You can't sleep on the street, right?"

"this……"

Ximenlang didn't know what to do, but speaking of it, even sleeping on the street is better than living in the cold, right?

At this moment, Yan and Zhi Xin also came here. Hearing their conversation, Yan became interested.

"Child, how about you live at my place? Think about it and live with a beautiful angel. I will definitely take good care of you."

To be honest, Ximen Lang’s heart is moved! It doesn’t matter whether he lives with or not, the main thing is that he can find a place to sleep.

When Leng Yi saw this, especially Ximen Lang, he was obviously moved. He quickly stood in front of Ximen Lang and separated him from Yan.

"What do you want to do again!"

Leng Ye has a headache, and Yan comes to seduce this guy when he has nothing to do. The key is that Ximen Lang is still a loser, look at your virtue! His temper is leaking out!

Of course, Leng Ziwen is not bad in appearance. But if you let her seduce Ximen Lang like Yan, like a foxy girl, then you might as well kill her with a knife!

Yan pretended not to understand and said blankly.

"Why not? Since he has come to Tiancheng, we must do our best to be landlords, right? Since he doesn't want to go to your place, then I have to do it for you. You can't really let him sleep on the street, right? I also mean well.

"

Leng quickly interrupted.

"You don't need to worry about it! I will take care of his matter naturally!"

He glanced at Ximen Lang again with a reluctant look on his face.

Yes, you have to be strong in this matter.

He grabbed Ximen Lang's arm again, and without giving him time to react, he flapped his wings and flew away with him.

Watching the two of them leave, Yan had to give a reminder.

"His clothes were burned by you, so hurry up and prepare a few more sets for him! Also, he has just awakened and still can't overcome his instinct to eat!"

Looking at Angel Yan who was nagging like an old woman, Leng felt bad.

"none of your business!"

Looking at Leng's back, Yan couldn't help but raise his middle finger.

"I don't know the good heart!"

Then he said to Zhi Xin.

"Let's go, don't go back today, stay at my place."

Xiao Zhixin nodded and did not refuse.

Back to Leng.

Leng flew back to his own palace with Ximen Lang.

Yes, it's a palace! Just like Yan, Tiancheng prepared a palace for each of their high-level guardian angels for them to live in.

Of course, there are ordinary angels too, but they are definitely not as good as the leaders of their group of angels.

But that's not what ordinary villas can compare with.

He left him in the palace and walked to the garden by himself.

I took out the pots and pans from the dark plane and started preparing dinner for Ximen Lang...

Ximen Lang looked at the empty hall in front of him. Should he be called the God of World War II? It was so simple that it was unbelievable.

Except for a few tables, chairs and benches, there was nothing else in the entire hall.

There were no decorations at all, but there were quite a few swords, armors and the like.

Judging from the marks on the armor and sword, this should be the trophy of Leng's 7,000-year war.

Some of the swords even had some dried blood stains on them, turning them black under the power of time.

Ximen Lang also understood that he was different from Yan. Yan was a descendant of the angel Yutong and was born with angel genes in his body. (There is also a saying that Yan was resurrected from Yutong’s angel genes. This is not used here and will not be repeated in the future.

Mention this matter.)

It can be said that Leng stood out step by step and relied on her own efforts to finally become the angel she longed for.

This was also the initial origin of the conflict between Yan and Leng, especially after Yan became an angel, because of emotional reasons, he contradicted Queen Kesa, who was regarded as a god by Leng.

He even felt ashamed of being an angel for a while, which made Leng even more excited!

How dare you hate angels! Are you crazy?

So this directly led to the bad relationship between the two, but Yan is a descendant of angels after all.

The talent and talent are all top-notch. In order to suppress this thorn, Leng can only put in 120 times the effort!

Cutting out a piece of the future with one sword, rest time? Sorry, this is a luxury for Leng.

She spent all her time practicing, fighting, and competing with Yan.

Looking at the empty hall, Ximen Lang's understanding of Angel Leng deepened.

Not long after, Ximen Lang smelled the aroma of rice coming from the garden.

Just as he was wondering, Leng came over carrying food.

"It's really useless. You've become a super soldier, but you still can't overcome the instinct to eat!"

Looking at the stunned Ximen Lang.

"Why are you still standing there! Hurry up and eat!"

"Oh, here it comes."

Sitting at the dining table, looking at the dishes that were not exquisite but quite attractive, Ximen Lang felt like he was living in a dream.

Leng can actually cook? It’s incredible.

"What are you looking at? I also transformed from a human into an angel!"

On the contrary, Ximen Lang stopped thinking wildly and started eating with peace of mind.

"Well, it's quite delicious!"

This is really not Ximenlang's compliment to Leng, but the rice is indeed delicious.

Just kidding, Leng is a high-level angel. For a simple meal, would Leng say that she learned it using a dark plane computer?

Hearing Ximen Lang's comments, Leng blurted out.

"What's the use of craving for food? It's better to practice sword practice while you have this time... Forget it, you eat first. After you finish eating, there is a guest room upstairs, so you can rest by yourself. I'll go out."

Ximen Lang neither dared to say nor ask what Leng was doing out so late at night.

Silently watching Leng leave, after clearing the dining table, Ximen Lang took a rest.
Chapter completed!