Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 1528 Just take a bite [15]

His skin is very fair, almost clearer than that of Shen Wan.

He seemed to be in poor health, his lips were light crimson, and when he was healing her, his brows were unconsciously frowned, as if it was very difficult for him to heal this injury.

By the time the wound healed, the other party's face had turned completely pale.

He lightly pressed his fist against his lips and coughed. Perhaps the cough was a little intense, but the roots of his ears were still slightly red.

It looks very tempting.

But no one dared to blaspheme this beauty, he was too pure, and no one could feel any blasphemy.

But at this moment, the god was panting lightly, with reddish eyes.

"You..." Shen Wanqing held back her eagerness to move, and asked him with concern.

His Majesty the Pope interrupted her calmly, "Your injury has healed, so leave now."

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing was slightly taken aback, she gritted her teeth, and continued to ask: "What's wrong with your body?"

For any person in the temple, it should be easy to treat this kind of wound.Why...why is he struggling so much?

She couldn't help but think of what the two believers said when they passed by the hall. His energy is exhausting?How is it possible, isn't he the Pope?
The presence of the pope in the temple is a god, and the believers worship him devoutly. He has pure and powerful power in the world. How could he be exhausted?

The young man lightly brushed her hand away, pursed his pale lips, and said with a sad and indifferent expression, "Leave."

Shen Wanqing, "..."

She was so angry that she wanted to lose her temper but couldn't make any noise. In the end, Shen Wanqing could only say aggrievedly: "I can't fly..."

Hearing this, the Holy Pope turned his gaze flatly.

Under the cold and calm eyes of the other party, Shen Wanqing hugged her little wings aggrievedly, she raised her head and looked at the other party pitifully, "I'm hungry...I can't fly..."

As she said that, Shen Wanqing's gaze involuntarily fell on the snow-white under the other's collar.

The complexion is white, even if you just look at it, you can feel the holy and pure breath of the other party.

But it was because of this that it seemed even more attractive.

Shen Wanqing's eyes were red, and she couldn't help but want to transform into a human and pounce on it, biting that snow-white long neck.

But Shen Wanqing was discouraged by the pure bright aura of the other party, and she couldn't get too close to him.

Especially the other party is still wearing the holy artifact of the Pope of the Temple.

Shen Wanqing could only look at the plums to quench her thirst and swallowed her saliva.

The hunger in the stomach is more obvious.

The Pope glanced at her slightly, and he frowned, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Shen Wanqing's words, but he still didn't understand, and asked suspiciously: "Since you're hungry, go find food, I don't have any food..."

The words of the Pope suddenly stopped, he stood up, turned and walked to the table next to him.He walked over from the table with a stack of exquisite pastries, sat down and placed them in front of Shen Wanqing.

He picked up a piece of rose shortcake, divided it into small pieces and placed it in front of Shen Wanqing, and asked lightly, "Want to eat? I only have this in my room."

Shen Wanqing blinked as she looked at the cakes laid out in front of her. She looked up at the Pope and shook her head, "I won't eat..."

The Pope looked down at her, the little bat is still picky?

He was about to advise the other party to cherish food, but the little bat in front of him looked at him eagerly and said, "I am a vampire, and vampires don't eat cakes."

(End of this chapter)