The God of Beauty is a Spare Tire [ BL ] - Discon

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Is it okay to poke it again? ？

Yunxi was at a loss for words.

After hearing that the Fallen angel knew that he was locked up because of his eyes, he stole a sharp object and stabbed himself blindly.

However, now people are unscathed, and even the body purification pool can enter and exit at will.

Yunxi had a lot of questions for a while, but Gu Yan in her arms was obviously lacking in interest, and her response just now was extremely perfunctory.

He decided to keep his mouth shut.

After all, it is very good that the other party did not refuse his behavior.

After returning to the palace from the side door, several servants who happened to meet saw their Royal Highness Yunxi holding an excessively beautiful person, and their eyes straightened.

The wings hanging down behind the opponent clearly showed his identity, and rumors that the fallen angel had a stunning appearance after jumping into the holy pool had already spread to most countries in a short period of time.

But being hugged by a king is a bit too much, right?

The next moment the tall prince glanced at them with hostility, and the group of servants immediately fell silent.

“Bring the best material clothes to my room. ”

Yunxi left a word.

The bedroom belonging to a king's son is quite spacious, with priceless fine products placed everywhere.

The most eye-catching thing is the floor-to-ceiling sculpture standing in front of the big bed.

It is a sculpture with male characteristics, but its appearance is indistinguishable from male and female.

The slender body has long hair floating in the air, and the whole body exudes a noble temperament that is white and flawless.

He held the book in one hand, and his back was wide open with plump wings.

The sculpture is snow-white all over, only the eyes are studded with pale pink pupil beads.

Yunxi paused for a moment after walking into the door and seeing the sculpture, and felt that the eyes of the person in his arms were also looking at the sculpture.

Sculpture of the Archangel.

Yunxi inexplicably felt guilty, he didn't want Gu Qi to see it.

Gu Qi was placed on the ground and wanted to continue looking at the sculpture, but he was grabbed by one hand and broke his shoulder in the other direction.

“Your wings... still hurt? ”

Yunxi pursed her lips and asked.

“It doesn't hurt. "

Gu Qing replied honestly. As if confirming the statement, he tried to open the two broken wings, but he couldn't control them, and only shook feebly.