The host wants to be human today

Chapter 846 Be Your Only Believer 22
"That's great, I'll save some for you, and come back to eat when you're done."

The Pope was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

"it is good."

Seeing this, Li Tang consciously waved her little hand at him.

"Then go quickly."

While talking, he opened the lid by himself, picked out something he wanted to eat, and put it in his mouth.

But as soon as he took a small bite, he realized that the other party was staring at him.

Li Tang blinked her eyes with an innocent expression.

"It will be cold later, and it will be delicious when it is hot."

After speaking, he sneakily stuffed the rest into his mouth, chewing with puffed cheeks.

Losia lowered his eyelashes, and said slowly thoughtfully.

"Then don't leave it to me."

The little girl stared in surprise, shook her head and muttered.

"How can I do that? It was meant to be given to you. Of course, I want you to taste it."

Seeing her insistence, the man didn't mention the matter again, just nodded slightly, and then went to the window to pick up the scepter.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the snow-white figure, the little girl who was burying her head in eating pastries waved vaguely.

"Goodbye~"

Losia stopped walking, rubbed the scepter with his fingertips, and hummed lightly.

So ever.

The bishop found that the Pope, who had always arrived early, was late today.

He looked up at the time, a little worried, and was going to remind him.

It's just that as soon as he reached the corridor, he bumped into that figure.

The bishop breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Your Majesty the Pope."

Lucia nodded slightly.

"what's up?"

The bishop tentatively spoke.

"Your Majesty is a little later than usual, I just want to take a look..."

The pope pursed his lips, his voice still calm.

"fine."

The bishop standing in front responded and turned sideways to make way for him.

It wasn't until a white priest's robe appeared in front of his eyes that the bishop slowly straightened up.

Viewed from the side, the beauty under the pope's crown is not diminished at all, delicate and pure.

The pale golden eyelashes are long and curled up, and the pupils below are light in color, and the eyes are indifferent.

He lowered his eyes and stared straight ahead. He was wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe intertwined with snow white and light gold, which was so sacred that no one dared to offend.

The bishop quickly lowered his head, sighing in his heart.

As expected of the Pope who bears the power of light.

...

After returning to the room after the evening prayer, the little girl was no longer in the room.

The sweet and greasy smell lingering in the air is a reminder of something.

Losia walked over and put down the scepter, then came to the table and looked at the box on it.

He seldom eats pastries. To be precise, whatever he eats is the same to him, and the gods don't pay much attention to appetite.

Thinking that the other party said it was a gift, he looked at it quietly for a while, then reached out to open it.

The world seems to care about these etiquettes.

Thinking of this, Losia opened the box.

Then what came into view was an empty plate with some crumbs left on it.

The innocent Pope blinked and was a little stunned.

He lowered his eyelashes, and there was some doubt in his beautiful light brown pupils.

What does it mean?
Even in the heavens, he is also an archangel enshrined, so his heart is pure. When he suddenly met such a demon, Luo Xiya couldn't help but fluctuate a little bit.

Demons... can talk without counting?
He pursed his lips slightly and remained silent.

After half a sound.

Losia, who was standing in front of the stage, suddenly felt something, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look out the window.

The little girl's breath disappeared.

Realizing that he was lost in thought, the man frowned slightly, lowered his eyes again, and turned a page of teachings with his fingertips.

(End of this chapter)