Because he was willing to accept the loss, Lucifer gave Fei Rong a kiss on his forehead with blessings.

Fei Rong was excited.

The members of the field team of the General Office were frightened.

Jehovah... Well, he cut off his billiard club and said calmly that he was just slipping his hands, and he would pay the villa staff corresponding compensation.

Feng Rong also calmly said that it was okay, Lin Yingkong would deal with it.

The Lord said "yes", took a new billiard club and continued to teach Xiaodai to play snooker, without looking at Lucifer.

Lucifer's drunkenness was still wandering around his mind, and his reaction was a little slower than usual. He didn't find out from beginning to end that this matter had anything to do with him.

The members of the field team of the General Office looked up at him with admiration without knowing the inside story.

I exploded at one point two days ago, but now I can be so calm. I am worthy of being the boss of the Western Hell...

Feng Rong turned his head and saw the same thoughts from the team members, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that the little episode of Jehovah had passed, Lin Yingkong waved to Feng Rong and said with a smile: "Come on, Minister, let's continue playing~"

Feng Rong: "..."

Still keep playing?!

Feng Rong had a little doubt that his assistant had prepared the damage costs of this small villa, and it would be fine if Lucifer and Jehovah were allowed to blow up the entire building...

Although he had made up for a series of terrible things, Lucifer had already been excited about playing mahjong and had no intention of getting off the mahjong table at all.

Feng Rong had no choice but to sit in the middle of Lucifer and Lin Yingkong to see if he could find a way to save the Demon King several times so as not to let him lose so badly.

Unfortunately, if you can't stand it, you will not be able to save Lucifer's gambling fortune. After playing mahjong for a few rounds, Lucifer can be described as "Nine out of ten bets lost". If it's gambling, then the devil's Majesty will lose to being a pants.

But the current situation is no different from being pants...

I don’t know if it was because of a bad mood or a drink, Lucifer had a good temper tonight and cooperated with the winner’s request.

Lin Yingkong and the others were a little sensible at the beginning. When Zhu Mengtian finished the phone call and came back to replace Fei Rong's position, the scene was out of control when he and Lin Yingkong, who had a lot of bad water, the scene was out of control!

So when Zhu Mengtian asked Lucifer to lose one at a time with a smirk, Feng Rong, who had a paralyzed face, showed a terrible and unexpected expression. However, he couldn't stop him and refused to admit defeat and wanted to fight Lucifer, who had to fight for a few more rounds, so he could only let him go with no hope.

Poor Lucifer repeatedly wanted to turn the tables, but lost three rounds in a row. It was with Lin Yingkong, Di Bingqiao and Zhu Mengtian not cheating at all.

This is the weather in early winter, and Lucifer cannot wear three layers inside and three layers outside. After he took off his coat, shirt and tie, he had to start taking off his top.

Lucifer wore a Western-style shirt with exquisite patterns on the cuffs and collars. Even the buttons were carefully carved crystals. When he unbuttoned the buttons with his slender and fair fingers, he could see the eyes of those who were not calm!

Fei Rong, who was watching next to her, swallowed her saliva directly, and the sound was so loud that no one present could ignore it.

When Lucifer heard this, he turned his head and smiled at Fei Rong, his lips curled up, evil and charming.

Fei Rong screamed: "Your Majesty, you are so handsome! Take off quickly and take off quickly!"

Lucifer was also used to being chased and praised by others, and gave Fei Rong a sexy wink. Fei Rong screamed out of control again, like a brainless little fan.

The minister said he couldn't bear to look at him.

Lin Yingkong and Zhu Mengtian all laughed.

Lucifer unbuttoned three buttons in their laughter, and his smooth and graceful chest was half exposed.

Lin Yingkong quickly blocked Feng Rong's eyes.

Feng Rong wanted to take pictures of Lin Yingkong's hand.

With Lucifer's lazy personality, when he used to eat and live in Fengrong's dormitory, he swayed a lot without clothes. What's the point of covering up... Cough, no, you can't let Lin Zetan know, otherwise he will be in trouble for the next half year!!

Just as Feng Rong was thinking about it, Lin Yingkong's hand that covered his eyes suddenly froze, and a sound of gasping in the air came from around him.

Feng Rong felt confused, so he pulled Lin Yingkong's hand off and then said: "..."

I saw Lucifer unbuttoning the fourth button on his shirt at the same position next to Feng Rong, but a light-colored thin windbreaker suddenly enveloped him, suddenly wrapping Lucifer all over, as if he wanted to cover his face!

The Lord appeared behind Lucifa, his face was not very good-looking, but he still forced a few smiles and said to the people in the field team of the General Office: "Luciha... has drunk too much, so I will take him to rest first."

After being confused, Zhu Mengtian and other team members immediately showed a "I understand" expression on their faces.

Lucifer frowned and struggled slightly, "Let me go..."

The Lord simply hugged him, half pulled Lucifer and moved towards the door, "Obe obedient, Lucifer, go back and sleep for a while."

His tone was a bit tough, with a little bit of inconsistent intention. Lucifer's eyes darkened and he pushed him away with force.

The Lord was unprepared and suddenly hit the door frame.

The wide windbreaker was no longer crowded with human help, and it suddenly scattered and half hung on his shoulders. Lucifer's shirt was also moving in struggle, loose, revealing a large piece of muscled and elegant chest. Unfortunately, no one was in the mood to appreciate the beauty at this time.

The Lord looked at Lucifer in a little astonishment.

Lucifer opened his lips: "Your Excellency..."

The Lord looked at him.

"Go away, I, stay away." Lucifer's voice was cold, and he paused every word, biting every syllable very clearly.

The Lord breathed stagnantly.

Lucifer's clothes were messy, and there was still a thin redness after drinking on his face, but he had a cold face. His aura belonging to the king of hell was more arrogant and solemn than ever. Lucifer's voice was lowered and he almost said in an air voice: "Touch me... I feel disgusting."

The Lord suddenly froze on the spot, leaning against the door frame, and his whole body almost became a petrified door god.

Lucifer shook his shoulders, shook the light-colored windbreaker to the ground, then turned around, stepped on the hem of the windbreaker without hesitation, and crossed over.

Light gray footprints are particularly noticeable on the windbreaker.

Lucifer walked back to the mahjong table, curled his lips, as if nothing had happened just now, and with his fingertips, he untied his shirt and threw it to the side.

The white shirt fell to the ground like a butterfly, but it was far from the windbreaker and didn't even touch the corners of the clothes.

Lucifer sat down naked with his upper body, and smiled while pushing down the mahjong, "I'm willing to accept the loss... Keep playing, why are you doing it?"

His Majesty the Demon King showed his power and swept the whole audience without any pressure. Lin Yingkong and the others were afraid that the world would not be in chaos and did not dare to say anything. They quickly lowered their heads and reshuffled the mahjong again.

After watching Xiaodai for several minutes, he tiptoed over and picked up the windbreaker and patted it clean, and then walked to the side of the Lord with the windbreaker.

The Lord was frozen by the door, not looking at Lucifer, his eyes fell on the void point, his expression was faint, as if he was not emotional, but after Xiaodai walked in, he seemed to be infected by something, his nose was involuntarily sore, and he had the urge to hold his head and cry.

Xiaodai sniffed, raised his windbreaker and handed it to the Lord, "Your Excellency..."

The Lord came back to his senses, took the windbreaker and put it on again, and smiled at Cheng Xiaodai, as if he was nothing, "Well, thank you."

Looking at his appearance that nothing had happened, Xiaodai's eyes turned red for some reason.

The Lord was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his head, shook his head and laughed, "Don't worry, I..."

He originally wanted to say that he was fine, but he stopped halfway through his speech. Jehovah found something wrong with his language organization ability. Otherwise, why didn't he forget to use common language, but he couldn't continue to speak?

The Lord's eyes finally fell on Lucifer.

Lucifer turned his back to him to build mahjong. In the movements, the protruding shoulder blades were like a pair of flirting wings.

In a trance, the Lord remembered the scene of the former deputy king of heaven spreading his white wings and soaring above the white clouds.

So beautiful, too illusory, seems destined to be lost.

The Lord slowly withdrew his gaze and turned away from the game room.

Cheng Xiaodai immediately glanced at Lin Yingkong.

Lin Yingkong nodded without a trace.

Cheng Xiaodai hurriedly chased him out.

Feng Rong also noticed this scene, but he said nothing, and his eyes turned around Lucifer's face.

Lucifer seemed to notice nothing, and there was a charming smile on his lips.

Lin Yingkong secretly called out, and looked at Feng Rongtou for help.

Feng Rong's mouth twitched - let you play, let's take it off now!

Lin Yingkong flattened his mouth - they all got married after a while after a long struggle. Who knew that this couple was so difficult to deal with!

He was actually quite aggrieved, and Feng Rong said he was out of sight.

Lin Yingkong used his eyes to suggest that the minister wanted to make up for it.

Feng Rong was speechless, but his lover had to take the blame for the blame when he got into trouble, so he had to start thinking about how to talk to Lucifer again.

For example, if he is so furious with Jehovah now, why not...just break it up?

The Lord did not know that Feng Rong was thinking about the possibility of breaking him and Lucifer off completely, so he came to the rooftop of the villa again and sat on a bench to have a breath of wind.

It was already past one o'clock in the night, and the temperature in early winter was still quite low. The Lord was wearing that light and thin windbreaker, and the corners of the clothes were shaking and swaying by the east wind.

This was what I saw when Xiaodai climbed onto the rooftop. Although he knew that the god was not afraid of heat and cold, he still couldn't help but feel cold for him.

It's not the cold weather, but the... lonely coldness.
Chapter completed!