Suddenly I felt that the Son of God was not so holy anymore.

Nanqing and Soboa went to bed after eating the bread.

Lying on the ground, this golden ball of light was shining above their heads.

Nan Qing was shaken so hard that he couldn't sleep. He turned his head and looked at Soboa who seemed to be asleep.

His golden eyelashes were drooped, and his sleeping posture was particularly good. He was obviously just sleeping on the grass, but he seemed to be sleeping on a high-end goose feather quilt.

Nan Qing saw the red marks on his fair wrists under his clothes.

Nan Qing quietly stood up and crawled to his side, his movements very light and cautious.

Being close to him, he didn't wake up.

Nan Qing took out a small lidded box from his arms and opened the ointment inside.

She applied ointment with her fingers and gently wiped it on his wrist, carefully applying ointment to the red marks on his hand.

My breathing became lighter, especially because I was afraid that it would wake him up.

But realizing that he didn't seem to be woken up that easily, Nan Qing became a little bolder.

In the dark forest, the girl whispered.

"Isn't he a god? Why are you still injured? Why can't you heal yourself immediately?"

The ointment has a strong medicinal smell and feels ice-cold when applied to the wrist.

She applied medicine to both his hands one by one.

"The stories about gods I heard when I was a child are all false. Gods are neither great nor can they save people, and they can also get hurt... I thought you wouldn't be hurt. It hurts. I didn't mean to bully you... Okay.

, it was intentional.”

After the ointment was applied, she carefully put the ointment back into her pocket. It was obvious that the ointment was very precious to her.

I have been running around all day, and I was exercising vigorously just now.

Now that the whole world has quieted down, Nan Qing is particularly sleepy.

She simply lay down next to him and closed her eyes to sleep.

The two of them were very close, and her face was glued to his hand.

It was extremely quiet in the forest.

Soboa opened her eyes and lowered her eyes to glance at the obedient girl sleeping next to her.

He raised his hand and looked at his medicated wrist.

The corner of Soboa's mouth curled up: "What a good boy."

He lowered his hand and gently touched the top of her hair with his fingers.

"Sweet dreams, Miss Philina Allison."

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Ahem, I'm a little stuck. Next, Nan Qing will sneak into Guangming Academy!

Sweet dreams, beautiful little cuties~
Chapter completed!