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Chapter 125 Demon Angel, I'm Your Little Cat (2)
Lucifer's holy clothes were interlaced with gold and white, embellishing the young slender and straight figure.
He maintained a prayer posture religiously, his eyes closed, and his slender and curled eyelashes fell, casting a cloud of darkness under his eyes.
It looks quiet and beautiful.
Pure as a blooming snow lotus on a mountain.
Kona opened her eyes slowly, her unique golden pupils exuding majesty, but she also carried the unparalleled tenderness.
The girl's eyelashes are white.
She is like a true god, shining on every angel, holy light on them.
It seems to be really purified.
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"Brother Angel..." Kona pushed open the door of Lucifer's bedroom in the palace, wearing a pure white fluffy gauze skirt, two thin shoulder straps hooking the girl's perfectly lined shoulders.
The voice was soft and waxy.
Especially those innocent and clean eyes, without a trace of impurities, just staring at Lucifer in front of them.
The boy straightened his back and sat at the large table, holding a book in his hand, his eyes drooping, his eyelashes were dark and his expression was cold.
Lucifer's long white fingers slid across the inside pages of the book, and raised her beautiful eyes indifferently, their eyes faint.
Putting down the book, the young man stood up and walked towards her.
Kona blinked ignorantly, as if to overflow, "Angel brother, can Miffel behave well today?"
The little girl's voice was tense, and her little hand gently pulled on Lucifer's golden belt.
Lucifer lowered her head and stared deeply at her pupils.
Raising his hand and patted her head gently, there was a sexy voice in his throat.
No feelings, light.
"Well, great."
Kona laughed in relief, her lips looking soft, bloody, dazzling.
"But... why do gods wear clothes? This skirt makes me uncomfortable, especially here..."
Kona seemed a little uncomfortable, her little boneless hands pulled the white gauze skirt, and pointed to the point of her heart.
【……】
Judgment showed a skeptical expression of life.
Host, be normal, hello!
Innocent cuteness is not your style!
Return my coquettish little base host! !
Lucifer's cold eyes fell on Kona's hand.
It is impossible for him not to understand why this is.
The little girl is obviously a little milk cat, but she did not expect to become a human figure...
Development is...very good.
Kona pouted annoyedly, as if she was aggrieved by the bullying.
Lucifer retracted his eyes.
His eyes didn't change at all.
Looking at the kitten in front of her with an incomprehensible appearance, her slender wrist was wrapped around her knuckles.
Pulled a little away.
Observed.
He nodded and lowered his eyebrows, "It's a bit small."
As he said, his long arms wrapped around Kona's back and pressed against the hidden shrink chain of the skirt.
Pull away gently.
Seeing the girl's frowning eyebrows stretched out, she stopped.
"Hold."
The boy ordered coldly.
Kona tilted his head back unclearly, "Huh?"
It sounds crisp.
"The skirt will fall."
It has been untied, and the long skirt is loose.
"wait me back."
Lucifer backed away a few minutes.
Kona pulled the corner of the boy's clothes, holding the skirt, "Brother Angel?"
Obviously a little scared.
Lucifer's gaze shifted slightly, looking at the milk specially prepared for her on the table.
When I picked her back yesterday.
With a gray head and face, he couldn't tell it was a little white cat.