The host wants to be human today

Chapter 863 Be Your Only Believer 39
Losia was taken aback for a moment, and was held down by her obediently.

Li Tang stood on tiptoe slightly, and leaned half of her body.

Because part of the power of the angel had just been restored, the whole body of the pope was still glowing with a faint golden light, and his temperament was holy and pure.

The already fair skin was slightly radiant, and the light-colored pupils were crystal clear, so perfect that it was a bit unreal.

Putting her hands on each other's shoulders, Litang slightly curved her lips, revealing two small fangs, and there was a rare bit of evil in her crimson eyes.

"Your Majesty, please remember well."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his reaction, he slowly raised his head and kissed the soft spot.

The distance between the two was shortened in an instant, and Losia was completely stunned.

The angel statue blocked the light, shrouding the two of them in shadow.

He looked at the delicate little face in front of him, his beautiful eyes were a little dazed, and he just let her move in a daze.

The scent of roses on the little girl's body swept across the sky, penetrating into his aura inch by inch, full of bewitching meaning, like a demon whispering.

The bright breath in the body subconsciously started to resist, bringing the man back to his senses.

He lowered his eyes, and slightly curled his fingers hidden under the wide sleeves, showing that the master was not calm.

Li Tang only kissed briefly for two seconds, then obediently backed away.

She maintained the original movements, allowing the two of them to breathe together, with a smile in their voices.

"Well, do you remember, Your Majesty?"

Losia pursed her lips, lowered her slender eyelashes slightly, covering the expression in her eyes, and after a while, she hummed and asked softly.

"This etiquette...when can I do it?"

The little girl blinked blankly, a little inexplicably.

"You can do it when you want."

Hearing that the Pope stopped talking, he just silently raised his eyes to look at her.

Li Tang seemed to have realized something, and asked tentatively.

"Does Your Majesty still want to kiss?"

Although he didn't know what kiss meant, Losia quickly understood that it was referring to the etiquette just now. Hearing the words, he nodded and his eyes showed a bit of innocence.

"Ah."

Li Tang rolled her eyes and kissed her again.

The soft and waxy voice came out from between the lips of the two, and it seemed a little stuffy.

"Then I will teach it carefully."

Losia lowered her eyelashes in doubt, and wanted to open her lips to ask something, but her body froze suddenly.

Under the pale golden hair, the tips of the fair ears were stained with crimson inch by inch.

Then with a swish, a pair of huge white wings unfolded.

Attracted by this movement, Li Tang subconsciously wanted to raise her eyes, and then a pair of hands appeared around her waist.

The pope lowered his eyes slightly, his light brown pupils were a little dazed, and the tails of his eyes were slightly red.

Snow-white wings spread out from behind him, against the platinum intertwined robe, it was extraordinarily holy.

Like an angel descending into the world.

She blinked, slightly opening the distance between the two.

"Locia..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone had already followed and kissed her.

Li Tang was a little confused, not knowing how things turned out like this.

It was meal time, and there were not many people in the temple.

Sunlight shone in from outside the door, covering the huge statue of an angel in a golden halo.

And behind it within the shadows.

The pope, wearing a snow-white robe, spread out his snow-white wings to envelop the two of them, and he could only vaguely see the entangled black long hair and light golden hair, which were inseparable.

In such a sacred place, angels and demons kissed.

...

inside the room.

Litang took a bite out of the bean paste bun, and looked at the person opposite with some doubts.

"Locia?"

Sensing her gaze, His Majesty the Pope pursed his lips, and silently turned a page of the teachings in his hand.

(End of this chapter)