Chapter 1728 New Year’s Sweet Treat (4)

He didn't even look at how well she copied the precepts. He just slowly wiped off the ink that was accidentally stained on her hands, carefully and carefully.

The quiet man suddenly threw himself into his arms.

She hugged his waist tightly, like an insecure child.

"Nine songs..."

"Um?"

He didn't push her away, his eyes were lowered, and his beautiful eyebrows were almost gentle to the bone.

She was in his arms, rubbing his neck, like a clingy cat, and said in a muffled voice: "When...are you going to attend the Antian Grand Party? How long...for how long?"

"I heard that the Antian Festival will be held for at least half a month..."

The last words were spoken in a low voice, whispered.

The noble and cleansing god paused for a moment, raised his lips slightly, and smiled slightly.

"Silly girl, when did I say that I was going to attend the grand party?"

"Huh?" She raised her head, her eyelashes long, "Aren't you going?"

He raised his hand, rubbed her head gently, lowered his eyes, and said with a smile, "I won't go."

There is a little girl at home who needs to be taken care of. How can he feel at ease?

"But, won't all the gods participate in the Antian Festival?"

She still remembered that when she was in hell, the King of Hell was particularly looking forward to attending this grand event.

It is said that this banquet will be very grand, and many ancient gods who have retired from the world will attend.

Moreover, it is a rare celebration held by Tiangong for a hundred years, and many fairies are trying to get an invitation to attend.

He actually... didn't go?

The supreme god chuckled, nodded lightly between her eyebrows, and helped her sit up.

"There's nothing to participate in. After so many years, the songs and dances have been the same, and I'm tired of watching them."

"But, do you want to go?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of candy and fed it to her.

Almost taken care of to the extreme.

Yun Si opened her mouth and bit into pieces of the crispy sugar cheese.

Sweetness filled her mouth, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes stared straight at him, shaking her head.

"No, I'm just a little monster, and I don't talk much. Why should I go there?"

"And...I don't have an invitation."

She buried herself in his arms again and held him tightly.

He didn't push her away, so she leaned against his chest with peace of mind.

Feeling his soft breath wrapping around her, like warm sunshine.

Her mood seemed to get better when she was so close.

He squinted his eyes slightly and moved the tip of his nose slightly, like a cat that had caught fish.

The noble god lowered his eyes and smiled quietly.

Those deep purple eyes stared at her quietly, feeding her one bite after another.

Do it yourself.

"Do you want an invitation?"

He asked warmly, with gentle eyes.

"If you want it, there's always a way to get it."

He seems to always meet her requirements.

Even this request seems a bit unreasonable.

The beautiful and warm eyes of the person buried in his arms raised, blinked, and looked at him, her steps swaying lightly in her hair.

His head was slightly tilted, looking a little innocent.

"I don't want it."

"Those old gods don't like me. They wish they could crush me to pieces. If I leave, won't I be sending myself to death?"

What's more, the Antian Grand Meeting is only for gods to participate in. Even nobles like mythical beasts can only wait outside and can't even take a step forward.

She was a goblin and a dead she-demon, and she appeared there...

It feels strange to think about it.
Chapter completed!