#485 - God of Love and God of Shura

Seeing her thinking, Asura God reminded her, "I gave you the power of the God Patrolman when we were in the City of Slaughter, but it was given by me, not by you."

"Now you have to obtain this power yourself. As for how to obtain it, it's up to you! Okay, now that we've got business done, where's the child?"

"ah?"

Shura God's sudden change of tone left Xin Ya confused for a moment!

"Ah what!"

Asura God rolled his eyes at her and said, "You worked so hard to carry the baby for ten months, but you can't give birth to the baby!"

Xin Ya was bewildered, "It's born."

Asura God said unhappily: “Since the baby is born, bring it to me for me to see. Otherwise, why do you think I didn’t use my divine thoughts, but came down from the divine realm in person?”

At this time, Xin Ya realized what Shura God wanted to do. She had been thinking about the eighth test, so she didn't pay much attention to what Shura God said.

She immediately smiled and said, "I didn't expect adults to like children too."

Shura God suddenly sighed: "The child is adorable, who wouldn't like him? It's a pity..."

As he spoke, his eyes subconsciously looked towards the god of love standing not far away.

At this moment, the god of love's eyes met hers, but she quickly looked away!

Xin Ya noticed something unusual in the eyes of the two people. It seems there is a story. She should find Sister Xiao Ai to talk to her when she has time tonight!

When Shura God saw that the God of Love turned his eyes away and didn't look at him, he came back to his senses and saw that Xin Ya hadn't brought the child over yet, so he urged her, "Xiao Ya, hurry up and bring the child over for me to see. I still have a lot of official business to attend to, so I can't stay too long."

"Got it~"

When Xin Ya was about to go to the child's exclusive room to bring Xiao Yu, the God of Love beside her said, "Xiao Ya, I'll go."

As soon as Xiao Ai finished speaking, she disappeared beside the pavilion on the lake.

One minute later.

When she appeared again, she was holding a child of almost two years old in her arms. She stood in front of Shura God and looked at him.

At this time, Xiaoyu could speak more fluently. His pair of ice-blue eyes looked at the strange man in front of him curiously, and he asked in a baby voice, "Godmother, who is this uncle?"

Although Shura God looks young, he is actually over ten thousand years old. After all, he is from the same era as Dragon God.

Although the god of love is not ten thousand years old, he is at least a thousand years old!

So when Xiao Ai heard her godson calling Shura God uncle, she smiled and deliberately corrected him: "Xiao Yu, he is not uncle, he is..."

The God of Love didn't know what to call him for a moment.

"He's your grandpa!"

At this time, Xin Ya walked up to them and said, "Xiao Yu, call me grandpa from now on."

She felt that she was the successor of Shura God, so it was reasonable for her son to call Shura God grandpa.

But when Shura heard the word "grandfather", he immediately protested: "Why should I be a grandfather? I want to be a grandfather!"

The God of Love slapped his arm in annoyance and said, "Sir, the grandfather is on the child's father's side, and you are on the child's mother's side. How can you be a grandfather!"

"Oh~"

The Shura God sorted out the relationship in his mind and felt that it made some sense. He immediately said to the child with a smile: "Little Yu, be good and call grandpa."

Baby Xiaoyu looked at his mommy and then at his godmother.

They both nodded at him.

Xiaoyu immediately opened her mouth and called out in a baby voice: "Hello, Grandpa~"

"Oh my! My little grandson is so good~"

Asura God showed a rare happy expression and took the child from the arms of the God of Love into his own arms.

The Goddess of Love stared at his interaction with the child in a daze. It was the first time in all the times she had known each other that she saw his face full of love for the child.

Asura noticed her gaze, looked at her and said, "Don't mind it. I like this child so much because he is Xiaoya's son and your godson. If it were another child, I might not like him."

The God of Love smiled and said, "I don't care what you think, my Lord!"

Xin Ya was watching the interaction between the two gods from the side. The more she watched, the more she was possessed by Ning Rongrong. Her curiosity suddenly arose!

After Asura God and Xiaoyu Baby played for about half an hour, the God of Love reminded them, "Didn't the adults say that they still have official business to attend to? You should go back quickly."

Asura God hummed, returned the child to Xin Ya, and then said to the God of Love: "Don't drink all the time. If you are really depressed, come to the God Realm to talk to me."

The Goddess of Love snorted, "My Lord is very busy, can you chat with me when you have time?!"

Asura God said: "I don't have much time, so you can chat with Xiaoya. Anyway, don't drink alone all the time. Do you hear me?"

As he said this, he subconsciously reached out and covered the top of the god of love's head.

The God of Love smiled, pulled his big hand down, and naturally took his arm and said, "Got it~ Let's go quickly, otherwise you won't be able to finish your official duties and blame me like last time!"

The Shura God rarely raised the corner of his mouth, turned around and disappeared in front of everyone.

At this time, the sun was setting in Wenqing Valley.

The god of love looked at the salted egg yolk slowly falling in the west, and suddenly remembered some things from long ago.

Xin Ya walked up to her with the child in her arms and said with a sly smile, "Sister Xiao Ai, let's chat tonight."

No mistake, just one song, one post, one content, one look!

Xiao Ai turned her head, glanced at her and said, "You are so gossipy! Didn't the eighth test just start?"

Xin Ya said: "Don't worry, there is a year for the eighth test, so there is no rush!"

She was afraid that if she realized it too quickly, it would arouse the suspicion of Shura God, so she planned to delay it and wait for half a year.

The God of Love put his arm around her shoulders and said, "You can talk if you want. Let's talk after dinner. I asked the kitchen to make your favorite drunken chicken."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the people around her and said, "Disperse, disperse. If you continue, all of you will go outside the valley to be punished."

When they heard the word "punishment", the maids and servants dispersed instantly!

Xinya handed baby Xiaoyu to the caregiver, and then walked towards the island dining room with Xiaoai.

Ning Rongrong and the three Zhu sisters followed behind them.

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After dinner.

Ning Rongrong and the three Zhu sisters all returned to their rooms to practice.

In the dining room, only Xin Ya and Ai Shen were left, sitting on the two swings outside the dining room.

They each held a small pot of wine and looked at the beautiful moon in the sky.

Xin Ya raised her head and took a sip of wine before saying, "Sister Xiao Ai, when my soul power level was promoted to Titled Douluo last time, weren't you afraid that Lord Shura would punish you for blessing me to be pregnant?"

"But judging from what happened today, you and Lord Shura are very familiar with each other. If you are so familiar with each other, then why were you afraid at that time?!"

The God of Love held the wine bottle and said, "Let's put things in perspective. We are indeed familiar with each other, but that doesn't mean he won't punish me if I do something wrong!"

"Has he ever really punished you from the past to now?" Xin Ya asked, looking at her sideways.

The God of Love thought about it and smiled, "Really not."

Xin Ya asked tentatively: "He doesn't want to punish you, right?"

Xiao Ai was silent and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"I have known you for many, many years!" the god of love began to murmur.

"He was there for me when I was at my lowest point in life. Without him, I would not have achieved the status of the God of Love."

"Today, do you think we are a couple?"

Xin Ya nodded silently.

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