Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

The expressions of the Pope and others have become solemn.

At this moment, they saw Sirius tilt his head and his eyes met theirs.

Those golden, indifferent eyes seemed to be saying to them - 'Do you want to come up and call for a stop?'

Sirius didn't care about their attitude at all.

"..."

Even though they had concerns about the Son of God's actions, they could no longer stop him under the circumstances.

The people lined up here have already recognized the new Pope... and during this period, under the Pope's arrangement, the temple has been building momentum for the Son of God, and the people are well prepared.

More importantly, 'the Son of God becoming the new Pope' was their original goal.

If we stop now...won't the darkness cheer?

Maybe they will even discover the conflict between the Son of God and them... Yes, Luvid and the others have clearly realized that the Son of God already has a grudge against them.

Ruvid looked at the Son of God beside the statue of Light. The sunlight shone on Sirius's long hair, as if dyeing the white hair into gold. It was also a symbol of holiness. No one could affect Sirius's perfect image in the hearts of the people.

...Again, they can't do it and won't do it.

Ruvid closed his eyes helplessly, "No need to stop... He is the new Pope."

After that, the celebration continued in an orderly manner.

"This doesn't look like the work of those people from the Light," Aiselin suddenly appeared behind the left side of the Ting Bridge, with a white pillar as a cover, "Is this the idea of ​​the Son of God?"

Tingqiao didn't turn around, his eyes still looking at the man next to the statue of the God of Light, "I haven't asked him, but it should be him."

Aiselin didn't move forward. Her current position was just enough to avoid some sight. She whistled, "What a surprise. I didn't expect him to do such a thing... If it was someone else, I wouldn't be surprised."

Over the years, she and her companions have been testing the human weaknesses of the Son of God, intending to lead him to convert to darkness, but the Son of God has always given them a sense of frustration.

Compared to them, the Son is more like an inhuman god.

Who knew that it was just because he hadn't met someone who could change him...

Of course, Eselin was not sure of victory because of this.

Right now, this Holy Son is only using some means to consolidate people's faith in him, and he has not yet turned to their dark side.

But that didn't stop Asselin from laughing. "Haha, that old guy's expression is really ugly! Is it necessary to be so fussy? He just used the name of the God of Light. Well, it's different for us in the dark world. We can use it however we want!"

Aiselin even said shamelessly: "Hahahaha, next time I see that Saint Son I will promote it like this!"

Tingqiao didn't respond to her.

Eselin thought someone was watching this side, so no one forced her to respond. She casually adjusted her posture, leaned against a pillar nearby, and casually turned her eyes away.

But when he caught a glimpse of Tingqiao's eyes, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he showed an understanding expression: "...It seems that you are quite satisfied with him."

Aiselin thought that this was the first time she had seen Tingqiao look like this in such a long time. What was in front of her must be something she was determined to get... although she had already anticipated this when they were in the tavern.

The man stood on the stage, next to the statue of the God of Light, surrounded by the people, as if they were the God of Light.

So no one dared to look directly at it.

They also didn't know that he was staring at the people in the building in the distance with such a fixed gaze that he could not see anyone else except her.

Even from a distance, Tingqiao seemed to be able to feel that their heartbeats overlapped at some point, perhaps when he slightly tilted his head and looked over.

Sirius was originally a blank sheet of paper. The light side first painted colors on it, and then many people thought that it could not be changed.

But now, he chooses how to paint it, and he is willing to let her color it, or she has already left the thickest touch of color on it.

Sirius understood clearly that he used to believe in light like everyone else and believed that the will of the God of Light was supreme. However, he failed to keep her and instead made her stay away from him.

So he has to change.

He was going to be the new God of Light, and no one would dare to interfere with their relationship anymore.

His will is the will of the God of Light, and even the Pope cannot defy it.

From now on, his will and emotions will be controlled by her.

After all, believing in the one you love is instinctive and the meaning of your existence.

In those golden eyes reflecting beautiful light, Tingqiao came back to her senses as if awakened from a dream. She seemed to have understood what he was thinking, and she unconsciously raised the corners of her lips.

The warm wind brushed across her cheeks. She tucked her hair behind her ears, then opened her mouth and silently said to the man - [Come find me]

Tingqiao turned around and planned to leave.

Aiselin also uncrossed her arms and followed behind Tingqiao, saying with a smile: "I wonder if you have ever seen that classic opera, which tells the story of two young men and women from hostile families who fell in love but were stopped by their families and then died..."

Tingqiao did not stop, nor did he directly answer Aiselin's question, but asked back - "Do you think I will not get what I want?"

……

When Sirius came over, Tingqiao was just about to return to the pharmacy with a bottle of wine.

Her face was a little red, her eyes were watery, and she was smiling.

"Have you been drinking?" Sirius asked her.

Tingqiao nodded and said, "The boss generously opened a few bottles of wine from his collection, and I drank some."

Today is the celebration of the holy city. Having experienced baptism and witnessed the "miracle", the people are extremely excited. They even plan to remember what happened today and tell their descendants in the future.

Sirius took the wine from her hand and moved closer, putting his hand around her waist and supporting her arm.

Tingqiao rolled his eyes, said nothing, and let him support him as he walked.

Back at the pharmacy, he wanted to put the wine in the cabinet where she usually stored it, but Tingqiao stopped him and said, "Have a couple of drinks with me."

Sirius put the wine on the counter and went to get a glass.

Apart from her, he is the one who is most familiar with this place.

The quality of the wine is very good, and the boss dare not cheat her.

Tingqiao slowly finished the wine in the glass, then he propped up his face and tilted his head to look at Sirius on the other side.

Sirius: “?”

Tingqiao said: "You were always looking at me at that time."

His golden eyes curved slightly, and he said "hmm" with a smile.

Her eyebrows raised slightly, then she straightened her posture, placed her hand on his cheek, and slowly threaded her fingers into his hair.

Tingqiao suddenly stood up. He didn't know what she was going to do. He followed her gaze and raised his head. When he realized it, she had already kissed his lips.

It seems to be getting deeper and deeper.

Her hand also moved down, sliding gently on his jaw, and the face that was regarded as holy by the world was tinged with desire, becoming extremely beautiful.

After calming down, Tingqiao laughed.

She always gets what she wants.