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Chapter 1162 Satan's Little God 33

I don't know if the devil is good at tempting humans to fall, or if Icarus is too skilled.

It was just a kiss, and the little god's eyes were blurred, and he was clinging to his neck helplessly, unable to think.

Her lips were gleaming with water, and she looked so alluring as she lay under him.

Icarus curled his lips slightly: "My Lord God, you are actually Satan."

He lay on his side next to her, grabbed a strand of her hair, and played with it between his fingers.

"Anyone who sees you will willingly surrender at your feet, even me."

These words reminded Gu Ruojiao of how he had kissed the instep of her sculpture devoutly when they were in the temple.

Although he destroyed the statue in the next second.

But that moment and scene still linger in her mind to this day.

And it was only at this moment that Gu Ruojiao understood that Icarus's actions at that time actually meant that he was willing to surrender to her.

The little god became shy.

This appearance made Icarus feel itchy in his heart again.

He hugged her and sat up, rubbing her with unbearable throbbing.

The little god felt weak all over and didn't know what to do. He was so helpless and panicked that his priest uniform was wrinkled.

Seeing that she was feeling uncomfortable because of him, Icarus' heart became sore.

"Yes, I am willing to surrender to you."

He leaned forward and pressed her forehead.

The breath of her words sprayed on her lips, itching, as if a feather had brushed against her, and the itching spread from her lips to her heart.

The little god couldn't help but move closer and wanted to kiss him.

But Icarus didn't let her kiss him.

"No, I won't be able to control it."

The little god pouted.

Her lips were swollen from his kiss, and the water on her lower lip was particularly attractive.

Icarus' throat rolled, and he lowered his head and kissed it.

It's a bit perfunctory, but it's better than nothing, so the little god is satisfied.

But the man was not satisfied again and stared at her like a wolf, as if he was not the one who just said 'no'.

Seeing this, Gu Ruojiao secretly rejoiced, and even rubbed it a few times on purpose. Seeing Icarus's eyes getting darker and darker, she did not take responsibility for putting out the fire, and lay lazily on him, showing a tired look.

What else could Icarus do but pity her.

Anyway, all the patience he has now will be paid back bit by bit in the future.

He touched her head repeatedly, remembered something, and said.

"The baptism day is in ten days. Don't run around these days, just stay by my side, okay?"

Although he is Satan and all demons are afraid of him, there is no guarantee that he will come to his door if he does not know whether to live or die.

And there's that old guy Barron.

Originally, he was kept to let him cause more harm to others, so he just watched the show from the sidelines.

But the old guy upset his little god, so Icarus decided it would be better to send him to hell.

"What does my god want to do? Do you want me to kill him?"

Gu Ruojiao thought for a while and shook her head: "Wouldn't that be too advantageous for him?"

Seeing that the little god was not kind enough to let Barron go, Icarus smiled with satisfaction.

If his little god is too soft-hearted, it will cause him a lot of headaches.

"No matter what happens then, you don't have to be afraid, I will be by your side to protect you."

"Well, I'm not afraid."

The days flew by and soon came to the day of baptism, that is, the day when the original body was bled, experienced three days of pain and died tragically.


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