Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

She raised her head, and her eyes met the tall man with long white hair. This man had a pair of extremely beautiful golden eyes. After meeting her gaze, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes shifted unnaturally.

Although the hair on his forehead was a little scattered, it did not completely cover the golden stigmata. The clothes on his body were obviously temple style, mainly black, white and gold, without losing the solemnity.

This man is undoubtedly the Holy Son of the temple.

Tingqiao has never taken the initiative to pay attention to this holy son, but since he is located in the Holy Capital, he always hears people mention him from time to time.

But just from hearing, I know that his biggest features are his long white hair and the golden holy mark on his forehead.

No one in the Holy City dares to impersonate this Holy Son.

Before today, she had never seen this Holy Son.

Therefore, she should not be familiar with him.

When he didn't get a response from her, Sirius took a few steps closer, stood under the eaves, and asked her again: "...What are you doing here?"

This time the volume was raised slightly.

For a moment, Tingqiao thought of many things——

Could it be because she was toying with those weird potions in private?

Or was it because of Aiseline's visit to her store?

She is now the owner of a drug store, how can she fight with this person?

You won't be out like this, right?

...That shouldn’t be the case. She is so capable that the Holy Son can come and arrest her in person?

I feel like I'm overthinking it, maybe it's not that serious?

She blinked and said, "Uh, shelter from the rain."

This is obviously nonsense, everyone can see that.

But she didn't know the intention of his question, so she just answered it like that.

"Oh," he said softly.

After a moment of pause, Sirius turned slightly, his eyes falling on her hair that was a little wet from the rain, and then he looked away, "Where is home? I'll take you back."

The latter sentence is obviously a declarative sentence.

Tingqiao began to wonder if there was something wrong with her ears. She had not drank the medicine she had brewed recently.

... Could it be that the Holy Son really discovered something and wanted to go to her home to check?

The traces of Aiselin's visit have been completely eliminated by her, and even if she goes to check now, she won't be able to find anything.

Unless——someone saw Aiselin when she came over.

"...Qingfen Medicine House has to go through several alleys."

It's not yet certain that we've reached a dead end, but Tingqiao hasn't given up yet.

"Okay," Sirius raised his hand, "Come here."

"..." Tingqiao had no choice but to move a few steps closer without looking at him. He kept looking down at the ground.

He didn't say anything, but drew a pale golden circle, which just covered the two of them.

He is the only one who can use attribute magic to accurately avoid rain.

Tingqiao glanced at him calmly, thinking secretly how to escape later. The traps in the store couldn't deal with him, and he didn't know if those medicines could hold him back...

Strange, did she not notice how close she was just now?

The few white flowers rubbed against his clothes, with water droplets still on the petals, and wet marks were obvious on the white sleeves.

"Want to help get something?" Sirius lowered his eyes slightly, and slowly straightened the black and gold cuffs.

This Holy Son is really polite... Tingqiao adjusted the direction of the flower branches and shook his head, "Thank you, Lord Holy Son, I can do it myself."

The honorific title is a must. People in the Holy City respect this Holy Son very much and are very pious at heart.

She'd better not stand out too much.

The golden eyes narrowed slightly. Sirius was suddenly a little unhappy, but he was used to restraining his emotions and did not show any signs of it on his face. "...My name is Sirius."

Is this a greeting before arrest? Tingqiao hugged the things in his arms a little tighter.

His name was not unfamiliar to her. She heard it mentioned from time to time. Of course, most of the time it was with the honorific title.

Sirius looked at her again and said concisely: "No need to be so polite."

She felt that something was wrong with the current situation, so she decisively changed the subject: "Let's go over there next."

There were not many pedestrians on the road. At this time, except for those who had urgent matters, others either stayed at home or took shelter in the nearest place.

The rain did not stop, but became heavier and heavier, and the sound of hitting the ground was particularly clear.

The magic aperture used by Sirius completely blocked out the rain, so even walking in the rain felt like a normal walk.

Just, it's a little crowded.

...Can't you make the circle larger?

Of course, Tingqiao was just thinking about it and had no intention of challenging the majesty of the Holy Son.

She originally planned to be quiet all the way, but the Holy Son seemed to have nothing to say, "Does your family run a pharmacy?"

"...Yes," Tingqiao really had to struggle with his intentions and replied carefully, "I have been running the store left by my parents for a long time. Many warriors come to me to buy medicine. The reputation should be pretty good. ”

"Yeah." He responded.

"..." Tingqiao suddenly wanted to research a potion that could read other people's thoughts.

What does he want to test?

Along the way, she responded to the questions he suddenly asked with complicated thoughts, and then she felt more and more weird.

"Is this your pharmacy?"

"Um……"

Tingqiao stepped forward and opened the door with one hand, "Lord Holy Son, please come in."

"..." Sirius looked at her.

"...Lord Holy Son?" Tingqiao called him softly again.

Her cautious look reflected in his golden eyes, Sirius nodded slightly, "Okay."

There were only two of them in the empty shop. After Tingqiao put down his things, he walked to the counter and looked for tea sets for entertaining guests.

"You can take a look around first, and I'll prepare some black tea."

It would be best to check out the shop and ask to leave before she brings the tea. Listen to the bridge.

But the idea ultimately came to nothing.

While she was preparing black tea and desserts, Sirius sat and waited with his eyes lowered, looking a bit well-behaved.

Tingqiao looked at him quietly. She didn't dare to look more at him on the way, but now she finally took his eyes on him.

Even in terms of face, this Holy Son is far better than ordinary people. His eyebrows are beautiful, his contours are exquisite, and his long white hair has an icy sheen, making him look inviolable and sacred as he sits there.

"You seem a little afraid of me?"

Sirius raised his eyes and stared at her.

"...No," Tingqiao almost reacted inappropriately. She opened her mouth to explain, "You are the Holy Son of the temple. I don't usually have the chance to see you, so..."

She didn't say all the rest, I believe he understood.

This should be considered a normal reaction of ordinary people.

Sirius nodded slightly, his golden eyes not looking away, "I understand."

Judging from his reaction, it's hard to tell whether he really believed it or not.

Tingqiao pursed his lower lip and brought tea and desserts to the table.