Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

This scene was very similar to how she accidentally retreated into his arms when she met the king for the first time.

And the little god also realized that his posture was wrong, and quickly wanted to back away, but forgot that his hand was covering his heart.

It was as if she delivered it to him herself...

She couldn't help her ears burning.

Icarus glanced at the tips of her powdered ears.

I remembered the ear tips of the newborn kitten outside the church.

He stretched out his thumb and caressed her earlobe ambiguously.

The little god is neither retreating nor advancing.

I couldn't help being more shy, stuttering: "Priest Icarus, you, your hand..."

"This is also part of the training, Master Junia, your heart is not peaceful enough."

He leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear like a devil's whisper.

"Feel it? Your heart is beating fast."

"I……"

Following his movements, her breathing became a little messy.

But Icarus didn't stop there.

"What are you thinking, my lord?"

His tone is solemn and serious, but what he is doing is completely different from what he is saying.

"You can't do this. I can't always stay by your side to protect you. You need to gain power as soon as possible so that you can protect yourself and the believers who love you."

The little god didn't see through his sanctimonious appearance, but was said to be extremely ashamed.

Trying hard to prove that I can be a good god.

But Icarus wasn't teaching her seriously at all.

She was so teased that she blushed and couldn't concentrate on letting the withered flowers bloom again.

Whenever she was about to concentrate, he would interrupt her.

She couldn't help calling his name softly, begging for mercy.

"Icarus~"

That soft voice made the fire in Icarus' eyes beat even more vigorously.

But instead of doing anything, he ends the tutorial.

"Take a rest first."

The little god let out a sigh of relief.

Her cheeks were flushed, and there was a faint moisture in her eyes, which was teased by him.

Icarus twirled his fingers, wondering what he was thinking.

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In addition to learning the magic of light, the pope would occasionally bring some nobles to see her.

These people basically have their own territories and soldiers, as well as a lot of wealth.

They looked at Gu Ruojiao without reverence and love for God at all.

Although the little god didn't understand, he was instinctively afraid.

"Priest Icarus, do I have to see them?"

"Of course, Lord Junia, if we can get their support, the church will be able to help more people who are suffering."

He said so, but his eyes did not hide his sneer.

The little god didn't say anything else, but no matter how much she was afraid of meeting strangers, she would force herself to endure it and smile at other people. It could be seen that she wanted to be a good god.

Icarus felt inexplicably glaring.

That night, the pope suddenly sent someone to invite Gu Ruojiao over there, and he didn't let the maid follow him.

The Pope's people led her to a door and left.

Gu Ruojiao pushed open the door, and saw a man in his forties sitting inside.

He was only wearing a loose pullover made of cotton and linen, the leather belt around his waist had been opened, and he was sitting on the sofa with a big belly.

When he saw Gu Ruojiao, his eyes lit up.

"Dear Lord Junia, you are finally here!" He couldn't hide his excitement and stood up, rubbing his hands, "Did Lord Baron tell you what you want to do?"

Gu Ruojiao glanced at the shadow hidden in the darkness outside the window, and shook her head timidly.

The man with fat head and big ears was even more gentle: "It doesn't matter, Lord Baron asked you to purify me, in the way of an adult."