St. Theros's eyelashes drooped slightly, and in the darkness of his eyes, he felt his hand being held tightly by two small hands, and the girl tilted her head back, sucking the blood beads back and forth from the bitten out, and the small fangs grinded the snow-white fingertips, and when the tip of her tongue hooked the blood beads, it brought a trace of indescribable feeling.

It's not obvious, though.

Yun Xia was extremely hungry, and there was a supreme delicacy in front of him, a few drops of blood did not relieve the hunger at all, but made people involuntarily look forward to it, if such a delicacy could be drunk......

How nice that would be.

She looked up a little lost and let go of the Pope's white fingers.

She looked at her pale fingertips, which she had sucked on, and then at the Pope's expression.

Biting your fingertips and biting your neck are two different concepts.

Biting your neck brings a strong sensory stimulus, but your fingertips don't feel that way, and you may feel a little uncomfortable at best.

Saint Theros really didn't have the slightest expression, his holy eyebrows and eyes were calm, and when her lips were released, he raised his eyes slightly, and his godless eyes slowly looked over, and asked her in a low voice: "Is it okay?" ”

"Hmm."

Yun Xia reluctantly let go of his hand, remembered something, took his hand back, wiped it with the corner of his clothes, exposed his little tiger teeth, and bent his eyes and said, "Your Majesty is really delicious." Okay, when I'm done praying, His Majesty will let me eat all at once. ”

“……”

St. Thoros bowed his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, withdrew his hand, and grasped the sacred scepter.

If the blood eats and bites the human skin, the wound will heal on its own. At this time, the wound on the fingertip was gone, but the color was still slightly pale.

lined with the clear eyes of the Pope, there is a beautiful and pale beauty of a sick beauty.

He stepped out of the inner hall, and Yun Xia hurriedly followed with the corner of his skirt.

Her eyes were black again, and she glanced at the Pope's wrist.

Looking at the delicately shaped wrist bones on his wrist, the vampire queen said, "After praying tomorrow...... Can I bite my wrist, Your Majesty? ”

St. Thelos paused slightly, his unfocused pupils looked ahead, the light brown color was as clean as a lake, his thin lips opened lightly, and he asked slowly: "Didn't you feel uncomfortable in today's prayer?" ”

Yun Xia shook his head: "No." ”

The Pope paused thoughtfully, rubbed his fingertips slightly on the scepter, and nodded: "I see...... Your resistance to the light of faith is high, so you can participate in prayer and resist my blood. ”

Yun Xia only paid attention to one thing: "Then, can I bite my wrist tomorrow?" ”

"......" St. Theros was silent for a few seconds before nodding slightly, "Yes." ”

The girl next to her immediately smiled, glanced at the Pope's wrist with malicious intent, and was in a good mood, revealing the small dimples on her cheeks.

Even St. Theros felt that the rose fragrance of the girl beside her was a little stronger, as if to indicate her excellent mood.

The blood clan is really obsessed with blood.

His pale eyelashes drooped slightly, and there seemed to be a feeling on his fingertips that were bitten by the soft flap of his lips...... It's a little bit of a slight anomaly.

St. Theros pursed his thin lips.

The girl next to her suddenly tiptoed, approached him with her hands behind her back, looked at the holy scepter in the Pope's hand, and asked, "That...... Can you lend me your scepter? ”

The Pope's eyes moved slightly, and the godless pupils paused for a moment before he said, "The scepter is a supreme holy weapon, and it cannot be borrowed at will." Moreover...... Her Majesty is a member of the Bloodline. ”