A Genius and a God Fell In Love

The old woman said: "I rushed to make a set of skirts for you overnight. The time is a bit tight and the stitching is a bit rough. I hope you won't dislike it."

Nangong Nan moved his eyes downward, and his eyes fell on the neatly stacked white skirts on the tray.

"This is...Yun Shangsha?"

"Yes, your godfather has kept it for many years, and he can finally wear it on his daughter."

When the old woman said this, she also looked at the white gauze skirt, with a sigh and a little regret in her tone.

Nangong Nan said: "My godfather loves his daughter so much, why haven't you adopted a child before?"

When the old woman heard this, she seemed to recall something, and fear flashed across her expression.

She clenched the tray helplessly and said with an unnatural expression: "You are a child who has no chance of seeing you, and you are the first child that your husband falls in love with at first glance."

She handed the tray forward and said, "You put it on first and try it on. I'll make breakfast. Your godfather will be back after going to the mountains for a while."

When Nangong Nan put down the tray, the old woman turned around and left.

The girl looked at her somewhat flustered footsteps, her eyes moved slightly, and fell on the shadow on the ground, which was the shadow of a normal human being.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, turned around and entered the house.

The old woman's craftsmanship is very good, although she modestly said that the stitching is rough.

But in Nangong Nan's opinion, her craftsmanship is very good, the stitches are even and there is even embroidery.

The whole skirt paired with soft Yunshang gauze looks very fairy.

Nangong Nan suddenly thought of gods. Gods often wear soft and smooth light golden robes.

If she puts on this skirt, would it look better if the two of them stand together?

It's a pity that God is not here, so he can't see her wearing this chest-length skirt~

Nangong Nan clicked his tongue twice: "This is his loss~"

She took off her clothes and put on a chest-length skirt made of white gauze.

She is small and has a slender body. She looks even more exquisite and delicate in this layered skirt, like a little fairy child.

Nangong Nan stood in front of the Linghua mirror and was amazed by the girl in the mirror.

She has rarely worn skirts since she was a child, and wears smart and smart training clothes when training.

I take it easy in my daily life, and I almost never dress myself up in a serious way.

She touched the embroidery on the sleeves and instantly fell in love with this chest-length undershirt.

"Our children look so good in skirts, I can't take my eyes away."

When Nangong Nan came to her senses, the god appeared beside her at some unknown time.

He put his hands together, his whole body glowed with a faint divine light, and he always looked calm and holy.

The girl pulled his sleeve in surprise, "Lord God, I thought you wouldn't come."

The god enjoyed the dependence and joy in her eyes. He raised his hand and pinched her face, "Didn't you call me?"

Nangong Nan was shy: "...I'm wearing a skirt, I want you to be the first to see it..."

The god's eyes moved slightly, and the divine light around him became a bit softer. He said, "She is very beautiful, like the little princess in the painting."

Nangong Nan shyly twisted her fingers and tapped her toes, "No way, I, I've never worn a skirt like this."

"Raise your head, let me take a look."

The girl raised her head, her eyes were full, her cheeks were pink, her cute appearance made the god's heart tremble.

His eyes deepened, and he changed the subject with a joke, "Little girl, when I'm not with you, you even recognize your godfather."

Nangong Nan pulled his sleeve and said softly, "That was my way of breaking the illusion. I also wanted to find out the secrets of the scholar and his wife, so I had no choice but to obey him."

"Oh~"

The god pushed up his glasses with his knuckled fingers, and said with a hint of teasing, "Why do I think you are so happy to recognize your father? Look, I've even prepared a new dress for you."

The girl tilted her head and said with a smile: "Lord God, are you jealous?"

"Little girl, I dare to think about it."

He looked around the room and said, "Go bring a chair over and I'll tie your hair."

Nangong Nan hurriedly moved the chair and moved it in front of the mirror. Then he suddenly remembered and asked, "Lord God, do you still comb girls' hair?"

The god's eyebrows are gentle and peaceful. Every time he shows this expression, he looks particularly like the kind and gentle statue in the temple, exuding a divinity that is awe-inspiring and can't help but be close to.

He said: "There is nothing I can't do if I want to."

Nangong Nan sat on the chair and said with a smile: "Okay, then let me see the master's craftsmanship."

The god smiled slightly, raised his slender fingers and opened her balls.

Nangong Nan looked at the mirror. The god's movements were slow and unhurried. The ordinary comb seemed to become holy in his hand.

The god said: "Little girl, your hair is not very long."

"Well, I had my hair cut before I came into the game. It's not convenient for me to play games with long hair."

The god chuckled, "What a casual girl."

When Nangong Nan saw her in the mirror, she couldn't help but smile too, and her expression paused slightly.

Her eyes fell on the god, and the aloof god actually combed her hair.

And she actually sat together without any discomfort, happily waiting for the results.

Nangong Nan narrowed her eyes and the smile on her face disappeared.

Something wasn't right, something wasn't right with her.

The girl reached out to cover her heart. Her heart should have been calm from beginning to end.

Why is it beating with sweetness and sourness now?

Nangong Nan's eyelashes trembled slightly and she clenched her hands unconsciously.

She silently thought about the purpose of getting closer to the gods.

She enters the game with a mission and cannot be lost due to emotions, and she does not need emotions.

After several self-hypnosis and reminders, my heart slowly calmed down.

She raised her head and was suddenly startled.

His gaze collided with the warm and peaceful eyes in the mirror.

Nangong Nan's heart skipped a beat.

Has he been looking at her to mean something? Could he have seen her guilty conscience?

She felt a little panicked. No matter how smart and witty she was, she was still just a human.

The treasonous thing of approaching the gods purposefully took up all her courage and all her thoughts.

The longer the two spent together, the more panicked and uncertain she found herself.

Because I was shaken in my heart and lost the identity of the other party.

He is God, and he knows everything as long as he wants it.

Her lies will one day be exposed. What will God do then?

She deceived God's feelings and piled up love with lies. Once exposed, God would... kill her.

Nangong Nan's heart ached, and she subconsciously looked away.

"Ha~"

There was a chuckle above the head, "Don't worry, little girl. Although this is the first time I have tied a girl's hair, I feel pretty good about myself. If you don't believe me, just raise your head and take a look."

Nangong Nan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously raised his eyes.

The girl in the mirror has bright eyes and a delicate face like snow.

Some of her black hair was pulled up into a smart bun on the top of her head, fixed with a wooden hairpin, and the rest of her hair was spread down her back.