I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 222 The Feeder is Super Sweet (51)

Yun Xia leaned back against the column and had to tip her toes slightly, staring blankly at the holy appearance in front of her. Even her eyelashes were sun-colored, not far from her, as if she could touch the pair of translucent eyes with only one foot Beautiful eyes.

The pope's usual light eyes stared at her silently at this time, because the loss was so obvious that there was no focus, but it could still be clearly discerned, which was plain and extremely cold.

The girl of the blood tribe tilted her head and did not answer this question. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and asked him, "Why are you asking this?"

The pope lowered his eyelashes in silence, his thin lips pursed, and his eyes light brown.

He lowered his voice a little, thinking for a few seconds, and said quietly, "I want to know."

The girl gently lifted the corners of her lips to reveal the dimples, and slowly put her hands up on the neck of the man.

She stared at the white neck, and asked with all her leisure, "Why do you think?"

Suddenly, San Celos was wrapped around her neck, and he froze a little.

The Temple Pope, dressed in a snow-white robe, was now wrapped around her neck on tiptoe in front of the vampire queen. Her purple dress and snow-white robe were intertwined, and rose flowers lingered.

The pope slowly blinked his eyes, his eyes were pure, and he simply bowed his head, frowning and answering softly, "...I don't know."

do not know why.

But just now, when he heard that the other person kept mentioning the human monarch and praised the king's blood, his mood was a bit...

Indescribable.

San Celos raised his delicate eyebrows, dropped his hand against the post, and slowly touched it, holding her two soft hands.

Ask: "Which one did he touch?"

The girl was innocent. "My lips didn't touch me, I took it back. But he took this one." She obediently passed her hand by.

San Celos squinted.

The pure light breath belonging to the pope spreads from the slender fingers, completely enveloping the girl's hand, completely washing the breath of another person, and then covering himself quietly.

San Celos frowned slightly, let go of her hand, and slowly raised her eyes, instructing: "Later, stay away from others."

Yun Xia took back her brightly-stained hand, looked around, and wondered: "Wow, what spell is this? Now it's all under the crown."

San Celos yelled as if he didn't feel anything wrong with this. The white robe hung on the ground. He turned around and returned to the doctrine bookshelf.

He lowered his pale long eyelashes.

Turning the page through the fingers, he finally pressed his lips and asked gently: "Are you...drinking his blood?"

His fingertips stopped on the book, but his eyelashes hung down, silently waiting for the answer.

Feeling vaguely vague.

As a pope, the state of mind is peaceful, and I have never felt this way before.

With the back turned to the girl, the pope raised his slender hand, gently pressed his heart under the robe, and frowned.

Yun Xia heard that she was going to say that she would not drink, but she suddenly remembered something, stopped talking, thought for a while, and raised an eyebrow:

"Well... I can't always be hungry. Have time to ask him if I want, I don't have to go hungry."

She smiled slowly, very satisfied with her wit, and looked at the other with anticipation.

San Celos stared at the pages.

As if there was no reaction at all.

But because he was blind, he couldn't see anything when he stared at the pages of the book. The whole person was just stiff, and his fingertips stopped on that page.

a long time.

He closed the teachings gently.

(End of this chapter)