Chapter 1530 (1/2)

The little bat said wrongfully, ”under the crown is the Pope of the temple. The temple is sacred and kind, and the believers are pious and kind. You can help those suffering people, but why can't you help me? Is it... Is it because I'm a blood family? That's why you're so cruel under the crown, aren't you?”

Shen Wanqing's accusation in this regard caught the Pope off guard. Once someone cried in front of him about the suffering he had encountered, and he could gently enlighten goodwill for others.

But

Cruel?

The Pope, who has never been said to be cruel, is at a loss at the moment. This is the first grievance complaint of the pope in so many years. The Pope, who has always been respected and worshipped, suddenly doesn't know how to deal with this situation.

He slightly opened a thin lip like a petal, and the lip color was light, but he sipped the lip again and lost some blood color.

The Pope wore long eyelashes under his crown, with a beautiful face and said slightly, ”no... no...”

The Pope whispered, ”it's not because you're a blood race, but our identity is not suitable for this.” if it's known, you'll be in trouble.

”Not suitable for this, not suitable for what?” the old hooligan would subconsciously reply to take advantage when he caught a chance to take advantage.

The Pope was stunned when he heard the speech. The other party's light brown pupils were very pure. Those dazed expressions looked very pure. He didn't understand what Shen Wanqing meant.

The other party's hand on the piano box slowly hung down, and the snow-white and soft teaching robe wound down on his arm, slowly covering his white wrist.

Krister lightly sipped the crimson lip flap, gently hung his long eyelashes, brushed the tearful mole at the end of his eyes, and said in a soft voice, ”I can't let you suck blood.”