Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1623 You Are My Faith (35)

Chesia stood up again, and weighed the fruits of good and evil in his hands with satisfaction.

One in each hand, you can take a bite on each side.

The god was meditating, and she bent slightly to look at him.

His beautiful green eyes reflected his gentle face, without blinking.

As if thinking about whether to disturb him.

Shenming closed her eyes and remained motionless, still maintaining the posture she had before leaving.

The breath on his body was warm, and even the fruit of good and evil in his hand felt such a soft breath, shining brightly.

Get a little excited.

In the end, the Chessian angel gently held one of his fingers.

Pulled and pulled, but the strength was not strong.

The god slowly opened his eyes, the warm eyes were deep and calm.

He was neither happy nor angry when someone disturbed him from his meditative state.

Calmly looking at the Angel Chesia who went back and forth, his eyes were as gentle as ever.

It's just that the finger that was held was gently retracted.

Cecia caught a blank.

"..." She blinked and looked at him.

"What's the matter? Cecia."

He asked calmly, his tone neither warm nor cool.

Chesia was silent for a while, "It's okay...so I can't come to you?"

The god looked at her quietly.

Chesia held the Fruit of Good and Evil, her eyelashes trembling.

He didn't say anything, but she seemed to already know the answer.

he started to become...

Become indifferent.

Chesia lowered her eyes and was silent for a while.

Gently put down the fruit of good and evil in her hand, she lowered her head with a somewhat unclear expression.

He opened his mouth, as if taking a deep breath, and said calmly, "Why didn't you ask me...why did you come back?"

It's true that she likes freedom, but he is here, and she...

How could you be willing to leave?

Sighing slightly in her heart, she was a little calm.

Raise your eyes and meet his gaze.

The voice was soft, as if... want to confirm the answer again.

"Really, do you want me to go?"

She slowly withdrew her hand and dropped it.

Quietly took a step back and opened the distance.

She looked into his eyes, every word and every word, holding back her seriousness.

"If that's what you want, then I'll do it."

The god sat there peacefully, his warm eyes slowly closed.

The gaze that was supposed to be gentle and tolerant towards the believers now seemed to be mixed with frost, with a chilly look.

His eyes closed again, and he didn't answer Chesia's words.

The god who was extremely gentle to her before, now...

Really indifferent.

Chesia stood there, waiting for a long time.

Obviously did not get his answer, but seemed to have heard the answer.

She lowered her head slowly.

I laughed at myself, not knowing what I was laughing at.

After laughing, she nodded to show that she understood.

You should leave obediently and never appear in front of him.

Cecia turned around, and went down the steps quietly and thoughtfully.

The ground is icy cold, and the temperature is transmitted directly from the soles of the feet to the bottom of the heart, which is completely cold.

Chesia had no emotion on her face, turned her back, and never looked back.

He pushed open the door of the temple and walked out.

The door of the temple was then slammed shut without mercy.

There was a heavy sound, like a hard hammer on her heart.

Some pain.

Cecia lowered her eyes and clenched her hanging hands slightly.

The nose is a little sore.

The servants guarding outside the temple looked at her as she came out of the gate.

Looking at Chesia, she stood there with her head down.

Frail and solitary.

(End of this chapter)