When there was a knock on the door, Yun Xia blinked, looked up and looked around, thinking about where he should hide.

But she didn't expect that the Pope didn't mean to hide anything at all.

She didn't find a place to hide, and was about to bow her head and ask him, but the man was already calm and let the people outside the door in.

Yun Xia stared at a pair of crimson eyes, heard the sound of the doorknob turning, and looked down at the side face of the Holy Thoros Pope.

The man's expression was calm and indifferent, and when he looked at it from Yun Xia's angle, he could see beautiful eyelashes, with long and curly curls, and thin lips as light as petals under the high bridge of his nose.

The doorknob is turned all the way to the bottom, and the door opens.

The Blood Clan girl didn't have time to think about it anymore, and immediately knelt down at the desk, using the desk to cover her figure, and the corners of the robe under the Pope's crown were intertwined with gold and snow.

St. Thelos noticed her movements, his long eyelashes blinked, and he lowered his eyes thoughtfully, his eyes looking in her direction with a blank look, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

The bishop outside the door came in and knelt reverently, saluting with his forehead against the ground: "Your Majesty." ”

Behind the desk, St. Theros frowned slightly, but instead of answering, he lowered his eyes.

His eyes fell on the position under the desk, and his pure and clear light brown pupils contained obvious doubts, he opened his lips and asked slowly: "...... you?"

Yun Xia tapped his head with a headache, but he didn't expect that he really didn't intend to hide it. Seeing that the bishop had come in, this man bowed his head and talked to himself......

She leaned forward.

The girl put one hand on the knee under the other party's robe, carefully leaned up, and when she saw the bishop bowing his head and kneeling, she quickly raised her hand, covered the Pope's thin and pale lips, and raised her index finger to shush at him.

Then he remembered that His Majesty the Pope could not see, so he approached him a little and whispered: "Don't talk to me, I can't expose it now." ”

If the people in the temple knew, how could they lie to Helena?

“……”

St. Theros was silent.

His complexion was fair, his lips were light and soft, and when Yun Xia reached out to cover it, she touched the beautiful thin lips, and her fingers covered the other party's cheeks, she blinked, and quietly pinched the Pope's face again.

“……”

St. Thelos was touched by her fingertips on her thin lips, there was a faint fragrance of roses, and when he was slightly stunned, the girl's fingertips moved away, and unceremoniously pinched the side face of the dignified Templar Pope.

St. Theros was stunned.

Yun Xia touched his face, ate the tender tofu of the Pope's little beauty, withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and looked up at the other party's face curiously.

Looking up from this angle, the robe reflected in light gold and snow-white, and St. Theros' fingertips resting on the armrests, revealing slender and white fingers.

Tiandao is so good-looking every time.

Alas.

She held her face with both hands and tapped her small dimples with her fingertips.

The bishop knelt down, faintly heard movement behind his desk, and looked up.

But I only saw that His Majesty the Pope's expression was flat, sitting behind the desk with his eyes down, his wide snow-white robe hanging down, and his eyes were smooth and clear.

Then the bishop bowed his head again: "Your Majesty, I will report to you today. ”

The slender figure behind the desk paused slightly, and Pope St. Theros said softly, "Hmm." ”

He didn't have any special expression, he gently placed the seal on the corner of the table, and his eyes drooped slightly, "You say." ”

The tone is always calm and gentle.