System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Looking at Syl who was waiting to be fed, Ashara for some reason also forgot what happened just now, forked a piece of cake and brought it to Syl's mouth.

"Well--"

After Ashara watched Syl swallow the piece of cake in a daze, the fork in Ashara's hand was taken by Syl.

Searle also forked a big piece of cake, stretched it to Ashara's mouth, and said with a smile:

"It's my turn, come~ ah~ open your mouth~"

It seemed that he was not affected by what happened just now.

Ashara's heart trembled slightly, she took a deep breath, then closed her eyes and opened her small mouth.

Of course Ashara knew that it was impossible for the smart Syl to not know the church's intentions, and he also knew that Ashara, who was one of the top leaders of the church, must also be one of the decision makers.

But Syl didn't blame Ashara, instead she told Ashara with her actions - the relationship between them was not destroyed, on the contrary, it was even better.

Just when Ashara thought that Syl would stuff the cake into her mouth, she felt a breath approaching.

But Ashara didn't back down, no matter what Syl was going to do, Ashara was mentally prepared...

With Sil's character, no matter how upset she is, she probably throws a piece of cake in her face...

Ashara thought so, until she felt a soft object on her lips, she felt that Syl just wanted to vent her anger - after all, the child was wronged.

But it wasn't until Ashara felt that the touch of her lips was really not quite right, then she opened her eyes, and then her pupils dilated slightly.

Syl... still holding the fork in his right hand, but he leaned over, biting Ashara's lower lip lightly with his teeth, the two's moist lips touched lightly, Ashara even I can taste the sweet saliva from Syl just eating the cake.

Before Ashara could react, Syl quickly backed away, stuffing the cake into her own mouth with a look on her face.

While chewing, he said vaguely:

"I won't give you the cake! You're not the first one to come to see me!"

Is this... punishment?

Archbishop Ashara stretched out his hand to touch his lips in a daze, feeling a little strange in his heart.

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PS: 10 chapters owed

Great news, great news!The second debate is delayed by a week!Time began to be more generous!If there is no accident, we will restart the guarantee of 6K words tomorrow!Go, go, go!

The feature film begins——

【1. Relying on your parents, you can only be a princess; relying on a man, you can be a concubine at most; relying on yourself, you can be a queen; relying on your mother, you can be from Henan】

[2. I have tried it. I can really save a lot of money by eating one less meal a day. The money can be saved for future treatment of stomach problems]

【3. The power went out suddenly while eating. Xiao Ming hurriedly took two mouthfuls of rice, and suddenly the light came on. Xiao Ming exclaimed:】

【"This is the legendary Pa La La Neng Liang?"】

Good night Minna-san-

Chapter 163 Chapter 150 Eight Searle's Secret Plan (4000 word chapter)

Just when Archbishop Ashara looked at Searle's face, trying to find the answer from Searle's expression, he found that Searle was chewing the cake with puffed cheeks.

Archbishop Ashara was even thinking about whether there was something wrong with Syl's common sense.

For example, the education of the monastery generally describes behaviors such as kissing very badly, so that the prospective nuns and monks in the monastery will consciously stay away from puppy love.

Syl, who grew up in a monastery since he was a child, doesn't really think that biting his lip is a relatively "mild" punishment, right?

Looking at Syl, who looked innocent and kind, and was still fighting against the cake, Ashara couldn't explain.

Obviously little Searle didn't have those bad intentions, so he wanted to explain it himself. It felt like an adult using his own thinking to explain a child's simple thinking.

"Alas..." Archbishop Ashara sighed silently, giving up the idea of ​​explaining clearly to Syl.

There weren't many cakes, and Seale quickly finished off the rest by himself.

Syl, who was half full, raised his head contentedly, looked at Archbishop Ashara who was sitting beside his bed, and was still looking at him with a blank expression on his face, and asked:

"Archbishop, what's wrong?"

"Huh? Uh..." Syl yelled, and Archbishop Ashara finally realized it. She blinked and hesitated for a while, as if she was struggling with something.

Syl turned his head slightly, his long pale golden hair hung down to his shoulders, Syl looked at Ashara and said:

"Just tell me if you have anything to say."

Archbishop Ashara put his hand down, pursed his lips and nodded:

"Um......"

"That's...in the future, don't bite other people's lips...it's not good."

It seems that Archbishop Ashara decided to remind Syl after thinking for a long time.

In case Syl would really foolishly nibble on the lips of other girls in the future... Archbishop Ashara is calm and introverted, and if he can control it, other people may not be so.

I always like to play like this, and there will definitely be accidents.

"Oh..." Syl nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, Searle was still a little nervous just now.

So much so that after the surprise attack on Archbishop Ashara, he didn't dare to look at the archbishop again, for fear that the archbishop would ask something and he would not be able to answer it.

After all, what I did just now, in the eyes of others, is a proper kiss on the lips of the archbishop.

But now it seems that Archbishop Ashara really didn't take this seriously, not even blushing.

On the contrary, it was Searle who was nervous... This comparison made Searle feel a sense of frustration.

Seeing Ashara's calm expression, Syl didn't know which tendon was wrong, and suddenly asked weakly:

"That is to say, no one except the archbishop can bite their lips?"

Archbishop Ashara was stunned by Syl's unique comprehension ability.

Ashara even began to wonder if there was something wrong with her description, causing Syl to misunderstand her words.

The "others" she mentioned also includes herself!Syl wouldn't understand that it was this "other", someone other than Ashara, right?

Just when Ashara opened her small mouth slightly and wanted to explain, Syl smiled and narrowed her eyes and replied quickly:

"Okay Archbishop, I will never do this kind of thing to others in the future~"

This one answer made Ashara's originally prepared explanation get stuck.

This made Ashara start to annoy herself for being so stupid.

Years of hunting demons in the frontier made her almost lose her ability to speak, and it was only after the birth of the Holy Maiden that she was recalled to Suramar that she slowly recovered.

Archbishop Ashara shook her head helplessly, now she had nothing to do with the eloquent Syl, but she was not in a hurry to refute Syl.

With Archbishop Ashara's strength, this kind of "surprise attack" may not happen again.

Because she will definitely flash past.

"Rest early." Archbishop Ashara stretched out his hand and rubbed Syl's head.

It was already late at night, and Syl's spirit did not support her staying awake for a long time. This time she woke up probably because of starvation.

Now with enough sugar to replenish, Seale should be able to continue to sleep well.

"Okay..." Didn't see any interesting expression on Ashara's face, which made Syl feel a little depressed.

Syl swears that she will definitely unlock more emotes of Archbishop Ashara—it's inspiring to think about it.

Think about it, a kind-hearted archbishop with at least 300 years of experience, whose body is still in the loli stage.

But because of something that happened hundreds of years ago, he was relegated to the border of the empire. After dealing with monsters for many years, he became facial paralyzed and lost a lot of language skills.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, the image of Ashara has become an indifferent, unsmiling Archbishop of Bingshan...

How pitiful!

Syl's eyes lit up.

She didn't have any premeditated plans, it was called helping Archbishop Ashara recover!

Ashara looked at Syl, whose eyes were gradually becoming strange, and for some reason, felt inexplicably panicked.

Syl's little brain must be thinking about something weird again.

But she still insisted on showing stability in front of the juniors, and did not reveal her emotions, but stood up silently, and then walked towards the door.

After walking out of the room, Ashara helped Syl close the door of the room, sighing silently in her heart.

Sharon, who has done evil things, can maintain a decent exit on the stage, which in itself is a great unfairness to Searle.

But Syl chose to skip this topic and shoulder the grievance alone, and even tried to comfort Ashara.

The more sensible Syl was, the more it made Ashara feel distressed...

While thinking about something, Ashara disappeared at the end of the corridor.

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The next day, at noon, in the room of the Goddess of Hope, the Holy Maiden.

It was almost at noon when the sun was at its strongest, that Searle opened his sleepy eyes.

Sufficient rest allowed her to recover quickly. She propped herself up and sat up, looking at her hands in surprise.

Although the body is still in a feeling of exhaustion, it is much better than last night.

If Searle had to describe it, it might be similar to the feeling of exhaustion the next day after a long day of strenuous exercise.

This is already within the acceptable range of Searle.

The main problem now is that Syl feels very hungry, and now she is very eager to see meat... grilled meat, boiled meat, fried meat will do.