Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 408 The Story of the Guardian God (3)

Immediately the king and queen rose to their feet.

"Your Highness Asmodeus, welcome."

They all stepped down from the throne and saluted, not daring to be slighted.

The extremely noble god stood in the center of the palace,
That handsome and deep outline is like a perfect sculpture, without a single flaw.

He was wearing a tight-fitting wide-sleeved aristocratic costume with red stripes on a black background. The white square scarf and shirt inside were particularly conspicuous against the black vest.
The crimson cross-pattern-style knight long black boots wrap up along the knees, making his legs extremely long and extremely explosive.

On a coat that is almost knee-length, there is no single-row gold pull,

It's just a pure black belt that cinches his waist loosely, and the overall look is tight, matching his indifferent expression at the moment,

It looks like the nobleman in the painting, elegant and noble.

He raised his eyes slowly, and his eyes fell on the little princess in the arms of the queen indifferently.

Slightly nodding his head, lifting his lips, his tone is like fine wine, rich and intoxicating,
"I heard that you have a child."

The king smiled, nodded,

"That's right, Your Highness. My little daughter is already one month old, and she looks very cute."

"Oh?"

The god Asmodeus replied a word lightly,

His eyes were on the little princess in the arms of the queen, and his blood eyes were so indifferent that there was no wave.

He raised his hand slowly,
The next second, the queen suddenly felt empty in her arms,
The little princess wrapped in a soft cloth floated lightly.

Like a delicate flower petal blowing in the wind, it floated in front of Asmodeus.

The little princess is obviously still sleeping, her little face, which has not yet opened, is soft and tender, with a beautiful pink glow.

She closed her eyes and clenched her fleshy little fists, as if feeling something, she moved a little.

He babbled softly and kicked his legs.

She looks like a very healthy and strong little girl.

Asmodeus, the god of heaven, looked down and watched quietly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

His eyes stayed on the face of the little princess, and he didn't move for a long time.

The blood-red eyes are like two rubies inlaid on them, dark and rich.

A god who is both righteous and evil, rarely reveals his emotions,

His gaze wasn't malicious, but it definitely wasn't friendly either.

Faintly, people can't figure out their minds.

The king saw that he had been silent, and his heart was suddenly suspended.

He looked at the little daughter who was hanging in the air, and couldn't help asking.

".Respected Your Highness Asmodeus, may I ask my little daughter...but what's the problem?"

The noble gods will naturally not reveal anything.

His face was indifferent, and he paused for a moment,
Immediately, without any haste, he picked up the little princess who was suspended in mid-air.

The little princess is still young, and she is soft when hugged, as light as a piece of tofu.

He calmly raised his hand and poked her little fist,

The white and tender little princess babbled softly again, waved her little fist,

Probably because she can realize that the person holding her is not a gentle mother,
Her soft and curly eyelashes trembled slowly,
The shadows hang down under the eyelids, like flying butterflies, so delicate that even the curvature is pleasing to the eye.

It looked like she was about to wake up.

The noble god lightly poked her fist again.

Obviously doing something very childish,
But inexplicably, under his actions, it seemed that no one was aware of this.

(End of this chapter)