He silently looked in her direction.
Yun Xia blinked.
She happened to find a reason for pinching her face, and said innocently, "It's etiquette."
Saint Selos was thoughtful when he heard the words, and nodded slightly with a simple expression.
"There is no such etiquette in the temple. Then... what does pinching your face mean?"
The girl tilted her head, thought for a while, and said, "It's just to show friendship. Only people with blood clans who are close to each other will pinch their faces, such as their own owners..."
She half raised her body, lay on the man's knee, and blinked: "There are other etiquettes, is the Pope interested in knowing?"
Saint Selos blinked his thick eyelashes, and thought for a few seconds: "What?"
The girl raised her lips and smiled.
She got up from under the table and stood beside the Pope, condescendingly looking down at the piece of holy gold and snow-white.
The corners of the bright red lips curled into a wicked smile, revealing small fangs.
Although she couldn't drink his blood because the other party was wearing a sacred vessel, there were other ways to express closeness.
The girl glanced at the neck regretfully.
Under the fair complexion, the beautiful and delicate Adam's apple line looks delicious.
Pale and moving, it makes you hungry just by looking at it.
She looked away, and turned to look at the face of Saint Selos.
The Pope raised his eyes slightly, under the pale golden hair, his eyes were always holy and pure.
Because of blindness, the light brown eyes were looking forward, not looking quiet, but it made the other party's temperament even more flawless.
Yun Xia put her hands on the Pope's shoulders, and leaned slightly, the girl's slender figure blocked the light, and Saint Selos looked slightly stunned.
The blushing lips of the blood clan curled up.
The pope's little beauty's face was indeed as white and smooth as a pudding. Yun Xia narrowed her eyes and suddenly felt hungry again.
She resisted the thought of sucking blood, lowered her head slightly, and ground her small fangs.
"..."
Saint Selos was completely stunned.
His clear and beautiful eyes were dazed, and he stared forward blankly, his fingertips under the snow-white robe slightly retracted.
The girl leaned over, as if she was facing a god.
With a light mouthful, she straightened up, her crimson ruby eyes bent into beautiful crescents, looking at the stunned person in front of her.
Saint Seros blinked his eyelashes slowly.
He raised his head slightly, his eyes pure.
As the pope, he was always calm, but at this moment his expression was rarely blank.
He pursed his thin lips lightly and remained silent.
Yun Xia patted the shoulder of His Majesty the Pope, "The owner can't do this to others."
Saint Selos simply blinked his eyelashes. After a few seconds of silence, he didn't know what to answer, so he just lowered his long and slender eyelashes, hummed lightly and slowly, and nodded.
Oh, so good.
Yun Xia straightened up in satisfaction.
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PS: This is a modified version of clause (34). The original description was a bit detailed, so I couldn't pass the review, so I deleted some details. Everyone understand~
(end of this chapter)