He silently looked in her direction.

Yun Xia blinked, paused, just to find a reason for pinching his face, and said innocently: "Yes, it's the etiquette of the blood clan." ”

St. Thoros lowered his eyes quietly, and when he heard the words, he thought for a moment, his expression was simple, and he nodded slightly, "There is no such etiquette in the temple. That...... What does this action mean? ”

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, "It's just to show friendship, the blood clan will be like this to people who are very close, such as their own owner......"

She half-lifted herself, leaned on the man's knees, and blinked: "There are many other etiquettes, is the Pope interested in knowing?" ”

St. Theros' thick eyelashes blinked slightly, and he thought for a few seconds: "What else?" ”

The girl curled her lips and smiled.

She got up from under the table and stood beside the Pope, looking condescendingly at the holy gold and snow-white, the corners of her red lips curled into a wicked smile, and her little fangs faintly exposed.

Although she couldn't bite his neck because the other party was wearing a holy weapon, there were other ways to express closeness.

The girl glanced regretfully at the neck. Under the fair complexion, the beautiful and delicate Adam's apple line looks delicious, pale and moving, like a silent invitation.

She looked away and looked instead at St. Theros' countenance.

The Pope raised his eyes slightly, under the pale golden broken hair, his eyes were always holy and pure, because he was blind, his light brown eyes looked ahead, and he was quiet without a look, but he made the other party's temperament even more flawless.

Yun Xia put her hands on the Pope's shoulders and leaned down slightly, the girl's slender figure blocking the light, and a shadow fell in front of St. Thelos.

The soft and red lips were hooked, the girl lowered her head and touched the white forehead in front of her, the face of the little beauty of the Pope, sure enough, was like a pudding, light and fragrant and smooth, and it was gently imprinted, and it was instantly conquered by the white and tender skin, and the blood clan was suddenly hungry again.

She resisted the idea of eating, tilted her face slightly, and grinded her little fangs.

“……”

St. Theros was completely stunned.

He was covered in shadows, his clear and beautiful eyes were stunned, and he looked forward blankly and blankly, his fingertips under the snow-white robe shrunk, and he felt that someone was pecking on his face, and the breath of the other party moved along his cheeks and gently to the tip of his nose.

Yun Xia leaned over very lightly.

As if facing the god-like pious approach, he pecked very lightly.

With a gentle bite, she straightened up, her scarlet eyes like rubies, bent into a beautiful crescent moon, and looked at the person in front of her with a stunned expression.

St. Theros blinked slowly.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes were pure, as a pope, he had always been calm, but at this time, his expression was rare and dazed, he pursed his thin lips lightly, and was silent.

Yun Xia patted the Pope's crown on the shoulder, "It's the etiquette of the blood clan, the blood clan can only do this to the owner, and the owner can only do this to the vampire he raises." ”

She leaned down and narrowed her eyes, her gaze falling on the Pope's thin, soft lips, "You must not treat anyone else. ”

St. Theros pursed his lips, waited for the slight numbing current to dissipate, and then simply blinked his eyelashes, and after a few seconds of silence, he didn't know what to answer, so he just lowered his long eyelashes, hummed softly and slowly, and nodded.

Oops, that's good.

Yun Xia straightened up with satisfaction, thought about it, bowed his head again in a rewarding manner, and gently stepped forward to peck at the white side face.