Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan was held by the magician and sat in the garden, watching the red flowers swaying all over the garden.

Next to him, the butler gently explained the ingredients of the dessert, while holding a fork, holding the delicious dessert, and handed it to his lips, while placing his other hand underneath to catch the leftovers.

Song Nan opened his mouth, took the dessert in his mouth, took it out of the fork, tasted the rich milky aroma of the dessert, and narrowed his eyes in pleasure.

The magician put his arms around his waist, feeling the soft touch of the person in his arms, smiling warmly, and actually began to enjoy this mode of getting along with him.

Song Nan leaned lazily on the magician, the sun shining down from above was so warm that it almost softened his bones.

He raised his head and swallowed the dessert in his mouth happily, waving his furry tail like a satisfied cat.

Although I don’t know how the butler and the magician suddenly reached an agreement and lived in peace, since he took a nap that day, the two seemed to be in cahoots, one was responsible for daily life, and the other was responsible for surveying the surroundings and solving potential threats... However, That's fine, he doesn't have to rack his brains and think of ways to mediate the problems between them.

A week passed in such a leisurely life. Only he dared to leave the room and drink tea and enjoy flowers outside the manor. The other players stayed in the room for fear of violating any taboos.

So, everyone waited for a week. During this period, the Pope never showed up, not even a messenger monk showed up.

Suddenly, the magician hugged Song Nan tightly and said quietly: "Someone is coming."

The butler smiled slightly and continued to feed Song Nan the desserts on the plate one by one, without being affected by the outsiders at all.

The black monk hurriedly walked over. When he saw Song Nan and others, he accelerated his pace and stood panting in front of him. He slowed down and spoke respectfully: "My lord, the Pope, please go to the temple to assemble."

Song Nan nodded, jumped off the magician, straightened his clothes, and the fellow monk smiled: "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

The monk's face turned red, and he immediately waved his hand: "No hard work, no hard work, Lord Brave, I will go and inform the other braves first."

Song Nan looked at the young monk lovingly. After watching him enter the manor, he stretched and raised his head.

The milk-like skin color becomes even more luminous and almost transparent under the warm sun. The delicate face is like an angel created by God in mythology. Under the light, the blue eyes become clearer, as if the next second We must follow the guidance of light and leave this dirty world.

The butler's pupils shrank, and he reached out and grabbed his arm. The magician also reached out, his fingertips brushed against the black lace collar, and he hugged his shoulders. He gently pressed him back, withdrew the soft beam of light, and leaned against him. .

Song Nan was stunned, raised his head, and looked at them in confusion. He noticed the panic in their eyes, and became even more confused: "What's wrong?"

The housekeeper paused, slowly released his hand, knelt down on one knee, and saluted respectfully: "It's okay, I was just stunned for a moment when I saw the earl in the sun."

The magician chuckled, glanced at him with disdain, hugged Song Nan forcefully, and asked him to hug his neck: "I'm just afraid that you disappeared for no reason again."

Song Nan's heart was throbbing, and she felt guilty inexplicably. Her eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look at him. In the end, she simply put her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes and pretended to rest.

The butler had no choice but to quickly pack up the things on the table and follow the magician's pace. He looked at Song Nan with tenderness in his eyes: "I am very lucky to see the count again."

The magician glanced at him and sneered: "Can you be successful?"

The housekeeper did not refute him, but just walked aside quietly, his expression a little indifferent, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He also wants to be with Song Nan, but he has tried all the known methods, tough, gentle, tempting him to fall in love with him, or forcing him to hate him...

But after so many experiences, none of them could keep him... It was because he had seen him leave too many times and could only accept the fact in despair that he had to give up the struggle and just wanted to stay by his side and accompany him. Just fine...

……

Song Nan patted the magician in front of the temple and motioned for him to put him down. The magician did not resist and put him down gently, and then, together with the butler, followed him gracefully.

Song Nan walked into the temple and saw the pope in white standing in the temple holding a thick book. In front of him, several people in simple clothes were sitting on benches, with their hands clasped together and their eyes closed in prayer.

After the Pope finished reciting the last sentence, he slowly closed the book. Those people also opened their eyes at this time, stood up, expressed simple gratitude to him gratefully, bowed slightly, and walked out of the temple. During this period, they met Song Nan standing at the door. , and did not forget to salute him, showing the etiquette when meeting with the Holy See.

Song Nan paused and imitated their actions as a return gift. It wasn't until they left the temple one by one that he straightened up and walked into the temple.

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability +10, currently: 20]

The Pope looked at the young man walking behind him and the two people who were getting along peacefully and seemed to have reached some consensus. He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "My Lord Brave, it seems that you are really suitable for dealing with interpersonal relationships. In just a few days, two people are incompatible with each other." The people have settled their differences and got along happily with each other.”

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability -5, currently: 15]

Song Nan's eyes widened and he tilted his head in confusion, puzzled by his words: '484, why do I feel that the Pope's words are so sinister?Does he dislike me that much? '

{Master, is there a possibility that he is jealous of the two people behind you? }

Song Nan stared at the Pope blankly, his clear eyes reflecting his holy appearance, as if he was the only one he cared about: 'How is that possible!The favorability level has increased and decreased, but it has never exceeded 30. Why are you jealous of them? '

{emmm, Master, when other players arrive, you can check the pope's favorability towards them and you will know why I said this. }

Song Nan paused, feeling indescribably weird, but still followed the first thought that popped into his head, nodded obediently, and responded: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope, for your compliment."

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability +5, currently: 20]

"Pfft~" The magician couldn't help but chuckle, and then waved his hand, covering his thin lips with his slender fingers, and turned away with some embarrassment, "Sorry, sorry, I just think Sweetie is too cute, I don't laugh at the Pope. did you mean."

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability -5, currently: 15]

The pope had an elegant temperament and a gentle smile. He stretched out his hand to hold Song Nan's eyebrows. He ignored the two people around him and said lightly: "May God bless you, Lord Brave."

"Om~"

Pure white light came from the Pope's fingertips and merged into Song Nan's eyebrows. Then, the light swept across his whole body. He suddenly felt that his body relaxed a lot. At the same time, when he looked at the Pope, there was also a hint of unknowing closeness in his eyes.

Song Nan blinked and stared blankly at the Pope. As he looked, an inexplicable joy and longing came to his mind for no reason.

His cheeks gradually turned red, and his beautiful eyes also became aqua, and he looked at him timidly: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope."

[Ding——Character:? ? ? (Pope) favorability +20, currently: 35]

The magician's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingertips curled up tightly on his cane, as if he was enduring something, but due to the scene, he couldn't act immediately.

The steward raised his eyes and looked at the Pope. Two pairs of golden eyes met, and a secret battle broke out that no one would lose to the other.

At this time, there was a lot of movement from the entrance of the temple.

Everyone withdrew their gaze and looked towards the door.

The brave men who stepped into the temple suddenly paused, and the arrogant demons around them also stood there with their tails tucked between their legs.

The Pope raised his head, stared at the player at the front, and smiled slightly: "Won't you come in, brave man?"

'484, check the pope's favorability towards the player. '

[Ding——Checking the favorability...

figure:? ? ? (Pope)’s favorability towards Hangqiu is: -100

figure:? ? ? (Pope)’s favorability towards Chaiping is: -100

figure:? ? ? (Pope)’s favorability towards Peng Chengyi is: -100

figure:? ? ? (Pope)’s favorability towards Li Maohu is: -100

figure:? ? ? (The Pope)’s favorability towards Qiao Siying is: -100

figure:? ? ? (Pope)’s favorability towards plum eucalyptus is: -100

figure:? ? ? (The Pope)’s favorability towards Yu Yao is: -100

figure:? ? ? (The Pope)’s favorability towards Yu Ruorui is: -100

figure:? ? ? (The Pope’s favorability towards Zhang Xia is: -80]

Song Nan's pupils shrank suddenly. With such a good impression, he was so hostile to the players!It’s not an exaggeration to say that the Pope is the boss!