Chapter 1579 Just Take a Bite [67]

The pace is easy and slow, step by step, but it seems to be stepping on Federi's heart.

Like Shen Wanqing before, it made people feel scared.

Federico shivered and looked at him in horror.

——

When Shen Wanqing came over with Butler Werner, before his hand touched the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

A black figure ran out from inside with a sudden gust of wind.

Federi howled as he ran, "I'm sorry—I don't dare—"

No more, no more! ! !

Shen Wanqing and Butler Werner were dumbfounded.

Shen Wanqing rubbed her temples, and said to the butler Werner next to him, "Go and take a look, don't let him, a drunkard, dry his flesh outside."

Butler Werner was also a little confused. He glanced casually at the back of the calm and indifferent Pope in the room, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I'll go right away."

When Shen Wanqing entered, she could smell the strong smell of alcohol in the room. She frowned in distaste, walked over and blinked at the expressionless Pope in front of her.

The delicate and soft girl leaned over, blinked her crimson eyes, hooked his sleeves and said, "My room smells so strong of alcohol, shall we go to your room?"

The Pope's eyes moved slightly, his lips were slightly pursed, and he did not speak.

Looking at the motionless Pope, Shen Wanqing was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why the other party didn't leave.

She thought about it, and tentatively pulled the sleeve of His Majesty's crown and walked towards the door, but she pulled it and followed!

Arriving at Crystal's room, Shen Wanqing closed the door behind her backhand.

Turning around, I saw Crystal sitting on the chair with a blank expression, and there was still a dictionary on the table.

Shen Wanqing walked over slowly and boldly sat on the Pope's crown.

The girl's delicate and soft body leaned over, extremely soft, like a ball of cotton candy, so soft that Kristal subconsciously raised her arms and hugged her slender waist, fearing that she would slip down suddenly.

Sensing the Pope's arms wrapped around his waist, Shen Wanqing secretly smiled.

She leaned over and lay on His Majesty's chest. The soft and snow-white teaching gown is very soft and silky, icy and cool, and it is comfortable to lean against.

Shen Wanqing leaned against her, and suddenly saw the thin light golden tassel chain hanging from the other's shoulder. She blinked, a burst of curiosity arose in her heart, and she stretched out her snow-white fingertips to flick the tassel. The thin tassel chain fluctuated with the girl's fingertips, hanging down and shaking gently.

The pope lowered his eyes indifferently, watching the girl poking at the tasseled fingertips on his shoulders expressionlessly. Then he turned his eyes flatly, and his eyes fell on the girl's fair and beautiful side face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was a very faint smell of alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?" The voice was extremely cold and calm, without a trace of emotion.

The playful girl flicking the tassels froze for a moment, she shook her head honestly, "No, it's not good."

"..."

He looked at her, his shallow eyes were dark, glazed with luster, but oppressive and penetrating.

Is this a pity?

If it tasted good, wouldn't it be that he drank more than Federi long ago.

"Don't drink alcohol." The Pope pinched her chin with long snow-white fingers, coldly, "Drinking alcohol is not good for your health."

Shen Wanqing blinked, and obediently said, "Okay." Anyway, that thing didn't taste good at all, it was terrible.

The girl's sudden cuteness surprised the Pope a little.