The little bat that had fallen on the window edge suddenly turned into a girl with silver hair and red eyes in a long black skirt. When Krister was stunned, the silver haired girl in front of him suddenly flew in front of him.

    A very soft thing fell on his lips. Krister fixed his eyes and magnified the girl''s face in front of him.

    Is this?

    Crestel frowned slightly, his fingertips on both sides moved slightly, his light eyes were a little confused, and he stood there without moving.

    Just a touch and left.

    Looking at the girl in front of him, Krister''s eyelashes trembled slightly. His eyes fell on the girl Yan Hong''s lip flap. Thinking about what had just happened, Krister sipped the lip flap.

    "... what were you... Doing?"

    In the temple, the Pope''s crown is holy and clean, and God and Buddha are inviolable. His pure light is the belief of believers.

    For the Pope, believers are devout and respectful. Even a word with him is a supreme honor, let alone so close.

    The Pope has never been so close to anyone.

    Shen Wanqing blinked slightly, and his Fei eyes looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

    The light colored eyes were pure, the white and soft robes were clean, and the light golden broken hair seemed to cross the halo under the candlelight, like a God''s residence.

    Looking at the pure Pope, Shen Wanqing felt a sense of guilt. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "welcome ceremony!"

    "Salute?" the Pope was dazed.

    "Yes!" the girl shrugged her shoulders, blinked her eyes, and her long silver hair glittered in the moonlight. "This is the meeting gift of our blood family! If we like the person we meet for the first time, we will greet him."

    "...." the Pope frowned slightly while listening to the girl''s words. "You used to greet others like this?"

    Shen Wanqing was stunned. Why is this focus different from others?!

    "Really?" the Pope raised his long eyelashes under his crown, his fingertips slightly folded his sleeves, and his expression looked cold and light.

    Looking at each other''s light eyes, Shen Wanqing licked her lips. She shook her head, "No. I didn''t say hello to others before, really!"

    The Pope nodded under the crown, then withdrew his eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

    "Then I''ll go. I''ll see you next time." Shen Wanqing blinked his red pupil. "If you like me, return the gift to me next time."

    The other party pursed his lips and didn''t speak.

    Shen Wanqing didn''t continue to ask. He smiled and turned into a little bat and flew away.

    See you next time... What''s the use? See you next time, I''ll see you later!

    ——

    Shen Wanqing returned to his room and just sat down to take a breath. Suddenly a voice came, "where have you been?"

    Shen Wanqing was stunned, and the candles in the room suddenly lit up.

    She looked back, and Federer was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at her with interest.

    Seeing this, Shen Wanqing coughed. As if nothing had happened, he took off his cloak and hung it aside. He said, "I didn''t go anywhere. I just wandered around."

    "Where have you been?" Federer asked.

    "Why do you ask so many questions!" Shen night looked at him and sat down.

    Federer looked at her quietly and said slowly, "not long ago, there was a lot of news from the temple that they broke into a blood clan. The whole temple is trying their best to arrest."