Mu Miao was shocked and immediately covered the little kid's mouth, anxiously glancing at Cecivido's direction. Seeing that he hadn’t noticed them, Mu Miao finally sighed in relief.
The little one clearly saw his reaction, and a hint of amusement flashed across his childish face.
Mu Miao lowered his head and negotiated with him, “Don’t shout loudly, and I’ll let go of you.”
The little one obediently nodded, and Mu Miao released his hand, his heart still pounding in his chest. He had no interest in kids, especially this one, who was on the opposing side as a player.
Mu Miao dropped a sentence, “Don’t follow me.”
But before he could step away, the kid grabbed his sleeve again, his dark eyes fixed on Mu Miao, showing no emotion.
“I don’t want to play with you.” Mu Miao treated him like an ordinary kid and carelessly brushed him off. “I have things to do now. Don’t bother me.”
The little one immediately climbed back up, hugging Mu Miao’s leg and pointing at Cecivido, his voice soft and childish, “Is that big brother someone you know?”
“No, I’m leaving. Goodbye.” Mu Miao said decisively, afraid that if he stayed for even a second longer, Cecivido might notice him.
But the unlucky kid refused to let go. It seemed like he was certain that Mu Miao couldn’t do anything to him, and he jumped around wildly, hitting Mu Miao’s sore spot. “Is that so? Then I’ll go ask the big brother if he knows you.”
Mu Miao took a deep breath, feeling his frustration build as tears almost welled up in his eyes. He grabbed the unlucky kid’s hands. “What exactly do you want?”
“Are you also a Seraphim?” Shi Lin finally asked his question, speaking before Mu Miao could respond. “That big brother is a Seraphim, and you’re avoiding him because you have a grudge against him. Having a grudge means your ranks are probably not too far apart. The six pairs of wings behind you also suggest that you’re a high-ranking angel.”
“Brother, you can’t fool me. You’re wearing a Pepros-style cloak, which is only worn by high-ranking angels. But it’s very inconvenient to do things in it. If you’re wearing this cloak, it means you’re not in a rush and can afford to leisurely go out.”
“This just means you don’t have anything urgent to do, brother. Don’t lie to me, I’m not stupid.”
Mu Miao was about to lie and say that he was just an ordinary angel, but before he could speak, Shi Lin shut him down.
He stood there speechless for a long time. “…I’m a Seraphim, and so what? What do you want from me?”
Shi Lin still wore that innocent and harmless expression, his face round and cute like a baby. “Brother, I’m not trying to do anything. I just want to get to know you.”
He even gave Mu Miao a sweet smile.
【This NPC is so handsome, ahhh, totally different from the previous uniformed handsome guy, this little cutie is someone I can show off ten times!】
【He must have a high status, let me check his level... Crap! This little angel is God-level! Even higher than the Vice Monarch of Heaven? Is he God’s illegitimate son?!】
【The higher the level, the better looking! Ah, he’s so beautiful, I love him, prprpr~ I just want to slobber all over my wife’s gorgeous face.】
【Shi Lin, hurry up, grab onto my wife’s thigh and make him appear on the screen, I want to pull out my microscope and observe him!】
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RomanceThe main god, Mu Miao, was miserable, he couldn't even afford to eat, he had no choice, he had to listen to his brother and go to the various copies to play a variety of NPCs that blocked the players. In the fallen copies, all kinds of fierce and ho...
