Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

Her long inky hair fell as she moved, his face was shrouded in her shadow, and her breathing was close at hand.

This was not their first kiss, and there was no awkwardness in their movements.

However, both of them were keenly aware that this was different from before.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and Sirius took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist.

As early as their first meeting, his instinct told him not to explore too much, just like the warning he used to avoid fatal danger every time... Everything was done to stay by her side.

The long white hair was cool and beautiful, just like the snow he had seen in the north before he became a god. Tingqiao's hand went back into his hair, and in the shadows, their eyes met.

There seemed to be no sound around, it was very quiet.

The flower nurtured by reason has already sprouted in my heart, so there is no possibility of struggle.

Sirius looked at her calmly, then tilted his head, not caring at all about exposing his vulnerable neck in front of her.

This is his belief, so nothing else matters.

Tingqiao seemed to enjoy his gaze, and her hand stroking his hair was extremely gentle, "What am I to you?"

He said: "My faith, my love."

Golden eyes reflected her face, with a dangerous smile.

Tingqiao touched his face again, "Okay."

She looked at him seriously, then leaned close to his ear, opened her mouth, and whispered something.

It was a curse uttered with love.

The force around her suddenly tightened, and Sirius's expression seemed to change subtly. It was almost impossible to describe the feeling in his heart, and even his body temperature rose a little.

If that's the case, that's fine.

She and he will never be separated.

Tingqiao curved her eyes and leaned against him...

She never compromised herself, and in order to live comfortably, she had a larger marble bathtub built in the bathroom so that it wouldn't be crowded even if it could accommodate two adults.

The long white hair was soaked by the mist, and her vision was a little blurry.

"...Qiaoqiao." His voice came out of his throat, slightly hoarse.

It sounds like the extreme of forbearance.

Tingqiao laughed, leaned forward slightly, and pinched his ear.

"I told you to listen to me."

Sirius suppressed his restlessness and moved his lips, "...then you, touch me more."

He wanted more from her.

When they met for the first time, he knew in his heart that he would be doomed and would never be able to get over [her].

It was both fate's arrangement and his choice.

Or maybe, he made fate take a different course.

So he accepted her curse calmly.

Tingqiao curved her eyes and leaned over to kiss him.

In all her long years of solitude she had never before wished for anything like this.

She was once a knight who was betrayed by the country and the people, so she resolutely gave up everything and privately exercised the power she held - judgment and verdict... After that, she never allowed followers to appear again.

It's not that I'm afraid of being betrayed again.

It's because she no longer needs followers like that.

However, when he stared at her so stubbornly, a certain desire in her heart burned, and she couldn't help but have intense thoughts - she wanted to have him as a person, his beliefs, and all his emotions.

Reason and desire rise and fall in the flowing water, and gradually, reason floats away.

Whether it's hers or his.

The thoughts in their minds have overlapped, and their chests seem to resonate with the same voice - "Mine".

She twisted the silver hair around her fingers a few times and leaned on his shoulder, occasionally calling his name, Sirius.

The breathing sound was shallow and a little rapid.

Of course, there is another voice that is more obvious.

……

A hidden hall in the temple.

The gods of light gather again.

"I think you should explain what the Holy Son did today...?"

The gods who had drawn identities outside the temple looked at the gods with identities in the temple.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

The Pope, no, it should be the former Pope now. Ruvid's expression was complicated. He couldn't think of how to answer this question. They all thought that everything was under control, but who knew that the Son of God would do this out of the blue.

He said in a stiff tone: "...The Holy Son has his own ideas."

Hei Wei stared at him closely. "Can't we see it? What we want to know is why this happened?"

Such behavior was unlike the Son of God they had known before.

It’s not that this is a bad thing to do...it’s just that it’s hard to say what kind of changes this [change] will bring to the gambling game.

It also means that the Son of God is no longer under their control.

The Son left the room they had built for him.

I clearly said last time that there was no problem. Hochik said, "Didn't you say that the Son of God has returned to the right path?"

Pu Xiuwang: “…”

Perhaps it was because everything had gone so smoothly before that he never thought that the Son of God would go against his will.

During that time, the Son of God had clearly been working hard to practice powerful light magic and no longer cared about trivial matters.

Who could have thought that the Son of God had other plans.

After arguing for a long time, Xilin sighed, "Forget it, now we should think about how to repair our relationship with the Son."

They finally realized that they were too arrogant in the past.

They thought that locking a person in a room would bind him to the light, and that such teaching would keep him under firm control... They completely forgot that people have their own thoughts, which may change at any time.

After a moment of silence, Ruvid opened his mouth: "...How to fix it? Will you promise to let him be with Qiao Li?"

He had not forgotten that he had asked Felix to pursue the girl before... Besides, Sirius was now the Pope, and he actually had a relationship with someone. If the public knew about it, wouldn't it arouse suspicion?

Moreover, it is too easy for the dark side to take advantage of loopholes.

Everyone was silent.

Finally, it was Xilin who spoke up: "Why don't we see what the Holy Son is going to do next, and then we can make plans."

And after this.

In the central church of the temple, in the presence of many loyal believers, the new Pope Siris, who was deeply loved by the people, suddenly announced that he would formulate a new canon, or a new law, and at the same time established a law enforcement corps.

It's like declaring open war on the powerful.

Under the new law, regardless of identity, status, or wealth, behavior will be restricted.

Guangming's face was grim: "??? Why is there such a big fuss?"

The dark side was extremely excited: "Oh my, has the light side lost its mind? It looks like we can do something!"