Chapter 1379
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Little Bat seemed to think that he did not understand what she was saying.
Actually, Kristel could understand. This … should be a joke, right?
His Holiness the Pope lowered his long eyelashes. Why was she making fun of him?
This was the first time someone dared to make fun of His Holiness the Pope. His Holiness the Pope felt very confused. He frowned and pursed his lips.
Shen Wanqing blinked. What's wrong? He was fine just now. Why did he suddenly become so cold?
She leaned over and touched His Holiness the Pope's finger with her little wing. Before she could touch him, His Holiness the Pope withdrew his hand coldly.
Shen Wanqing was stunned.
Hey, what's going on! Why won't I touch him?!
After going through so many planes, Shen Wanqing's woman's intuition made her flutter her little wings and fly over. She landed steadily on the zither case in front of the young man.
This time, she paid attention to her position when she landed. Her butt was definitely not sitting on the zither strings, so it would not be crushed.
Shen Wanqing's little wing gently touched the young man's fingertip. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Shen Wanqing quickly hugged the young man's fingertip with her little wing and threw her whole body on his fingertip.
Little Bat's body was too small. She was basically hugging the young man's finger tightly.
Looking at Little Bat hugging his fingertip tightly, Kristel was slightly startled. He flicked her little forehead with his other finger. "Let go."
"Not let go, not let go!" She hugged the young man's snow-white fingertip tightly.
They were so close that Shen Wanqing could smell the other party's sweet scent. It was so sweet that her fangs could not help but itch and grind gently.
The sweet scent was like an addiction that could not be quitted, making people lose their minds.
At this moment, Shen Wanqing only wanted to pierce the other party's white skin with her fangs and let his hot blood flow into her throat to warm her cold body.
Kristel was also startled. He felt the other party's sharp little fangs pressing against his fingertip. She was unconsciously grinding them gently, as if she was thirsting for something.
"Are you hungry?" He lowered his long eyelashes and looked calmly at the little bat that was hugging his fingertips.
Shen Wanqing slowly retracted her fangs and nodded. "Yes, very hungry …"
"…"
His Holiness the Pope looked at her without saying a word. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "I'll feed you. First … let go of me."
At that moment, Shen Wanqing thought he was deaf. The little bat looked at him with its crimson eyes and asked, "What did you just say?"
Her Holiness the Pope slightly pursed her beautiful petal-like lips, her beautiful face calm and gentle. "I … will feed you my blood."
"Really!" The little bat was so happy that it seemed to have forgotten that it was hugging his fingertips. It even spread its wings.
The moment he let go, Shen Wanqing froze. "Ah —"
Little Bat's body fell from the sky with a whoosh. Suddenly, a slender hand caught her body.
Lying in the palm of the other party, Shen Wanqing was still stunned. She blinked blankly and then looked up at the young man in front of her.
Kristel lowered his eyes and looked at the little bat sitting in the palm of his hand. Her light-colored long eyelashes drooped slightly and her light blonde hair sparkled under the candlelight. She looked holy and pure.
Looking at the little bat, Kristel said coldly, "Aren't you a bat? Why don't you know how to fly?"
Hearing this, Shen Wanqing blinked and said pitifully, "I'm hungry. I can't fly."
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