She didn''t understand each other''s meaning foolishly, but Shen Wanqing was unhappy. She sat on the table angrily, her little wings hugged herself tightly, "Oh!"

    oh

    The Pope paused under his crown against the fingertips of the window, his eyelashes trembled, and his light clear eyes were hazy. Looking at the little bat holding himself tightly on the table, the Pope wondered why he was unhappy?

    "Don''t you go back?" the Pope slowly put down his hand under the crown and gathered his sleeves blandly.

    Shen Wanqing glanced at each other, then snorted and glanced over his head.

    The Pope came over with his lips slightly pursed under his crown. He sat in a chair with tassels shaking gently. The Pope tapped the little bat''s head with his fingertips under his crown, "hum what?"

    His tone was very flat. Shen Wanqing turned to look at it. The pupil of the other party was pure and flat, clean and free of any impurities.

    It seems that he really doesn''t understand why Shen Wanqing is unhappy.

    Shen night was full of breath. "Are you driving me away?"

    The little bat''s eyes were red, like a ruby, and his eyes were all unhappy.

    Crestel''s hand against the little bat''s head, "drive, drive you?"

    "Hmm!" she nodded.

    "I..." Krister''s eyelashes trembled. "I''m not going to drive you away..."

    "No, you just told me to go back!" Shen Wanqing interrupted him with his chest.

    Krister Weidun, with a frown, a cold and beautiful face, cold and light, pure and innocent, "I didn''t say..."

    "Huh?"

    "... didn''t tell you to go back," he retorted.

    "Don''t you let me go back and let me go back!" Shen Wanqing retorted.

    Crestel''s thin lips closed slightly, and he frowned, "it''s different!"

    He paused again and said in a low voice, "you can''t stay here. It''s... Very dangerous."

    "Oh ~ so you''re worried about me, aren''t you?" the little bat suddenly understood and asked happily.

    "..." the Pope lowered his hand, slightly turned his face and didn''t speak.

    "Why don''t you talk under the crown?" the little bat flew up and teased around him like a little devil. Corester flew to which side her face turned. "Is it shy under the crown?"

    The little bat was so bad that no one had ever met someone like her under the Pope''s crown. No one dared to tease him like this. The Pope slightly pursed his lips and reached out to lift the little bat''s wings.

    She was put aside, and corester looked at her with low eyes. "Go back quickly, or you can''t go out when it''s dawn."

    Shen Wanqing took a look at the sky outside the window. The previous full moon was slowly disappearing, and the sky began to turn the fish belly white.

    Indeed, Shen Wanqing could not stay any longer.

    "Well, I''ll go back. I''ll see you next time." she sighed a little reluctant.

    The little bat came to the window with his wings. Krister got up from the table, the tassels on his shoulders swayed gently, and his supple robe hung on the ground.

    Light blond hair brushed his neck. The Pope gathered snow-white sleeves under his crown and nodded slightly: "... See you next time."

    She fell on the window edge and looked at the beautiful and pure beauty in front of her. Shen Wanqing had evil thoughts.

    "Crown." the girl suddenly shouted to him.

    When the Pope heard the speech, he gently raised his long eyelashes. The next second, his pupils shrank, and his light pupils were stunned.