The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

"is it?"

The saint let go of her hands and smiled:

"That's good, the teacher is just confirming for a while, Xiao Liya, don't be angry~"

"I'm not angry!"

Lia puffed up her cheeks.

"Oh, aren't you completely angry already?"

"no!"

"Lea is so cute."

Liya's cute look like an angry hamster made the smile on the corner of the saint's mouth softer.

She opened her arms and hugged Liya gently,

"Let's take a good rest next time. Now that we've reached this point, don't think too much. All the results may have been predestined in the dark."

"Well, thank you teacher."

Liya gently rubbed against the same broad chest of the saint, and this warmth made her feel relieved.

"See you later."

"Wait, wait a minute..."

"Anything else?"

The saint who was about to leave turned her head, smiled, and asked gently without a trace of boredom.

"Well...well, I have another question."

"Excuse me."

"Just... that's it."

Liya knelt on the bed, her fingers constantly ravaging the poor sheets, and the toes pressed under her upturned buttocks tightened and relaxed cutely with the twisting of her delicate body.

After a fierce inner struggle, she turned her reddish cheeks to the other side, and finally asked the question hidden in her heart:

"In the end, what is liking, Teacher Saint?"

"..."

Quiet, sudden arrival.

In the room with flickering shadows, the statue of the goddess still looked at the two lovingly.

The saint was slightly taken aback, looking at the young girl who mustered up her courage amidst her shyness, she didn't know what to think of, and an unspeakable brilliance flashed in her eyes again.

But this brilliance was quickly restrained, and she once again showed that gentle smile that seemed to be shining brightly in the sun:

"To ask such a question, Liya, are you really..."

"No... no, no..."

Liya shook her little head to reveal an afterimage:

"Teacher Saint, you misunderstood, I just want to make sure, yes, sure.

The book says that there are many kinds of emotions that may be mistaken for liking, such as gratitude after being helped, or the rapid heartbeat in a crisis.

Although these emotions are not likes, they still affect the thoughts.

And the ceremony is about to start, and I don't want to be affected.

So... so..."

Having said that, Liya seemed to finally realize that what she said was shameless for a saintess candidate who was determined to serve the goddess. She blushed and hid herself tightly in the bed again.

Ahhhhh... what the hell are you talking about, Lia Angel.

How could you lose your head for a moment and ask the saint teacher such a question?

Even though she is gentle and knowledgeable, she can be called a perfect saintess template, but after all... she is also an extremely pure saintess in terms of emotions!

Even if I asked her such a question, and what happened just now, even if Teacher Sheng Nu didn’t say anything, she would definitely think in her heart that she was the kind of shameless...

"You've really grown up, Lia."

"Eh?"

In the quiet room, Liya's unexpected answer sounded.

She quietly poked out half of her face from under the quilt, but what she saw was still the perfect pretty face with a gentle smile.

Even the arc of the corner of the mouth has not changed in the slightest.

"Grow up...what do you mean?"

"In this world, there are not even a third of people who dare to ask this kind of question and face their own hearts."

The saint replied:

"The remaining two-thirds are full of cowards, fools and scum."

"Is...really?" Liya blinked with a cute face, and she couldn't understand what her teacher was saying.

"As for your question, what counts as liking... To be honest, I don't really know. I'm afraid no one in the world can explain it clearly."

"what."

"But if I had to say it... probably it would be a bang."

"Boom?"

Liya wrinkled her lovely face, becoming more and more incomprehensible.

"Yes, a bang."

The saint pointed to Liya's chest and smiled: "If one day, someone can make you hear the sound of dong very clearly, then you should like him."

……

……

"Lin."

After walking out of the room, the saint suddenly called softly.

"exist."

The big nun Lin who had led the way for Mu En appeared from the shadows.

"Have you seen that kid?"

"I have seen."

"How do you feel?" the saint asked with a smile.

"Um……"

Lin thought for a moment and replied:

"A very strange man."

"strangeness?"

"That's right, the him in the rumors, the him in the information, and the him I saw in reality are three completely different people. This sense of separation is very strange.

...But there is one thing that is very unified. "

"Oh?"

The saint asked curiously:

"What is it?"

"He's very horny and likes black silk."

"..."

The saint lowered her head subconsciously, just in time to see Lin's round calf wrapped in black silk protruding from under the nun's dress.

"But you don't seem to dislike him."

"Yes, his lust is only the average level of a man, and he has been sticking to the boundary, and he has never crossed the boundary. In addition to his face, it is really hard to be hated."

"You also look at faces?"

"Everyone will look at the face."

Lin remained expressionless, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

But whether this is true, I am afraid only she knows.

However, the saintess narrowed her beautiful narrow eyes slightly, "It is possible for you to have such an evaluation, that Moon Campbell... Hehe, a young man in his prime, a young girl in love, no wonder."

"What's your Highness's next plan?" Lin didn't answer, but asked instead.

"Go to the confessional."

"The news just came that Miss Freya has arrived, are you going to meet her?"

"Freya..."

The face of another disciple appeared in the saint's mind, and she shook her head immediately, "Forget it, I'm tired, go and greet me."

"You... will be treated differently?" Lin looked at the door next to her.

Although there were many reasons, Her Royal Highness also went to greet the girl named Liya in person, and it was still in front of countless believers.

I am afraid that this matter has already spread throughout the holy city.

"of course."

The saint smiled: "I'm also human, so I naturally have preferences, don't I? Besides, Liya is so cute."

"But your behavior may not be a good thing for Miss Liya."

Lin pondered for a moment, then said in surprise:

"Do you think that Miss Liya's advantage in that ceremony is so great?"

"No, on the contrary. Judging from the current performance in all aspects, I think Liya is the most hopeless person."

"But just so..."

The saint suddenly sighed softly, and looked at the countless believers overlooking the goddess outside the window:

"I like her the most."

[WEB] 120. Secret meeting

After parting from Lin, the saint went to the confessional.

She has an elegant posture, her back is straight, her hands are folded on her lower abdomen, and along with her steady steps, her long pale golden hair and white skirt are swaying at the same time, like the sun and white clouds disturbed by the breeze in the evening.

"Good afternoon, Your Majesty."

The nuns and clergy who came and went, no matter how busy their hands were with their work, when they saw this beautiful figure, they couldn't help but slow down and salute respectfully.

"good afternoon."

The saint smiled and nodded to everyone, then turned her clear eyes and stopped the little nun who was about to leave in a hurry.

"Please wait."

"Eh?"

The little nun panicked, she didn't expect Her Royal Highness to stop herself, thinking that she had done something wrong, or there was something wrong with etiquette.

But just when she was so disturbed that she was about to cry, a pair of hands wrapped in white silk gloves, but still warm, reached out and helped her tidy up the front of her chest carefully.

"You are new here."

"Hey... yes, yes!"

Being in such close contact with Her Majesty the Holy Maiden whom she has always admired, the little nun immediately felt a rush of heat rushing to her brain, her cheeks were burning hot, and she couldn't even stand still.

"Report to Her Majesty, I am a new trainee nun. I have only been working in the Emile Cathedral since last week. If... if I do something wrong, please... please punish me!"