Chapter 1840: I Want to Blaspheme Today (59)
Shibel glanced down at the beautiful beauty below him, and couldn't hold back, kissing him tenderly on the lips one last time, before slowly rolling off Xavier's body and sitting down on his side.
Beauty misleads people.
The girl's sudden withdrawal made the brows of the god of light, who had closed his eyes and indulged, frown, and he slowly opened his eyes.
The long and narrow eyes of the God of Light are still stained with mist, the corners of the eyes are red, and the long light golden eyelashes are stained with water vapor, which is very seductive.
The girl on her body turned over and left, and the pure and reddish eyes of the God of Light darkened.
The tip of the God's tongue licked the flap of his red lips, and his lips were red from the girl's kiss, glowing with crystal droplets.
The Pope was still so shocked that he didn't come back to his senses, and suddenly in the next second, his gaze met the God of Light sitting in the small pavilion.
ββ¦β¦β
The pope's eyes widened.
He saw the god of light, who was pure and immaculate and indifferent and compassionate in his memory, sitting in the small pavilion with a white robe at the moment, slightly messy.
Those eyes that were not sad or happy were actually rippling with the thick spring water, and the corners of the eyes were red, as if they had fallen into the red dust of the gods.
The God of Light turned his eyes slightly, and the reddened eyes swept past him, and at the same time, the tip of the God's tongue inadvertently licked the red lips, as if to sweep away the water droplets on the lips, but he didn't want the red lips to look more moist.
The erotic action is now made by the holy God of Light, which makes the Pope, who is a devout disciple of the God of Light, feel a little trance that he is in a dream.
The Pope suspects that all this he sees before his eyes is fake.
The Pope reached out and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
He looked up again, and looked incredulous, only to find that no matter how many times he rubbed his eyes, there were really two people sitting in front of him, Hibert and Xavier.
And there are a few abnormal flushes between the eyebrows and eyes of the two of them.
It's, it's all true, it's not fake!
The Pope's lips trembled, he slowly covered his mouth, and then suppressed the screams in his heart.
He knows, he knows!
The God of Light is really different to this holy woman!
Unexpectedly, he didn't come for half a month, and his innocent and holy God of Light had already been corrupted by the ruthless defilement of the Holy Maiden.
He saw it right.
This saint is really not as simple as it seems.
The Pope came over with mixed feelings, and he sat across from them, and he and Hibert looked at each other, and for a moment they were speechless.
ββ¦β¦ Holy Maiden, what is the matter with you and the Light and Xavier? The Pope looked at Shiebel with a faint gaze: "Are you with Xavier?" β
Shiebel smiled, "Why did the Pope say that?" β
Hearing this, the Pope's eyes widened, and he pointed at Shiebel in shock, and asked, "I have seen you do such things to His Majesty Xavier, and you still ask me why I said this?" β
Could it be that she is not going to be responsible yet!
"How am I doing to Your Majesty?" Sheebel was innocent, "but it's just an intimate and affectionate contact." β
Pope: "!! β
His fingers trembled as he pointed at Shibbel.
ThisγWhat kind of scumbag is this!
It's a bit scumbag, I'm not sure, listen to it again.
With thirty years of good cultivation, the Pope couldn't help but blurt out foul language.
He was worried that Xavier was still next to him, so he said to Xibei with a stiff smile: "Holy Maiden, I have something I want to talk to you alone, I don't know if it's inconvenient?" β
The big guy kept doing it and became a white moonlight after his death