Quickly wear it as your sister's body

The follow-up matters in the tavern were handled by Sylvester. In fact, Su Huaijin, who had already begun to drink, just maintained a posture of staring at him blankly throughout the whole process, making a standard wallflower.

But on the surface, it was that he was used to this matter and calmed down. The other mercenaries in the tavern were silent, and they couldn't stop guessing his identity.

God... that is a bright mage!

No wonder he didn't wear a badge. The Temple of Light has never cared much about those secular recognitions. Their mage rank is often reflected in the priest's robe and ring. This person neither wears a ring nor is the robe covered by a cloak. It's no wonder They will look away.

This high-level magician seems to have kicked the iron plate, too, the Temple of Light is different from those small principalities, it is said that even magicians can often see it.

You must know that there is a famous hurdle between senior magicians and wizards. Only when you cross it can you enter another level, and you will be completely distinguished from ordinary people and become a master who is truly valued.

I just don’t know, what is the identity of this 25-year-old young man, who can be protected by a bright knight who can easily overwhelm high-level fighters—even if the fighting power of the bright knight is much higher than that of ordinary soldiers, judging by how light he is, I’m afraid It could really be a swordsman!

God, that's a swordsman, or a member of the light department, and he can be considered a powerful figure in the knight order, right?

In short—it’s not something ordinary people like them can easily meet.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but not many people really cared about Ellie who was being beaten, and even quite a few people felt gloating when they saw him.

It can only be said that people who bully others and hate arrogance are not welcome anywhere.

Silvis beat the magician who dared to molested his precious Pope like a dog. He teased people like a cat playing with a mouse. Avery had a hard time, but now he regrets it It's all blue.

What is there to worry about about the little bit of face that was put down... Now it's good, the face has been trampled to pieces.

But—this little pastor had better not be left alone by him.

How high a position can such a young priest have in the Temple of Light? Not only does light magic have no attack power against ordinary people, but it is also much more obscure than other types of magic. Faith as a blessing can be more powerful, not something that can be done quickly with talent alone. This person actually went to the tavern to drink heavily, and he would not be very pious.

On the contrary, this knight is also unexpectedly young, but people who practice fighting qi tend to look young, and they don't require too much accumulation of time like magic, and they won't be too shocking.

Can such a talented knight become his exclusive?Uh, at most, he has a father in a high position, or has he done some dirty business with that appearance?

If it was the former, the knight must have been unwilling. He didn't say how dedicated he was, hadn't he "coincidentally" appeared so late?

If it's the latter... that's even better. Beautiful men and women abound. This knight has a great future. I don't know how many little lovers are waiting to be comforted one by one. It is impossible to spend all the time by his side. .

Therefore, people with dark hearts like to use themselves to speculate on other people's thoughts, and usually believe in it and feel proud... We can only pray to the God of Light to bless him.

Ah, a slip of the tongue, the God of Light will not bless him, the God is beating him personally.

Seeing that Adrian next to him was already drunk and hazy, and seemed to be unable to stand up, Silver sighed helplessly, and patted the face of Avery, who had been beaten into a pig's head, neatly He ended the matter with ease: "Don't appear in front of me again, understand, I feel bad when I see you, and I want to hit someone when I feel bad, your useless squire is not my opponent, you can see it ?”

Avery nodded in panic, and fled the tavern quickly, ignoring the laughter behind him.

Even if he borrowed his courage, he would not dare to run around in front of this knight who had no bright chivalry at all.

The God of Light is too unfair... Why should such a violent and bullying person give him such a good talent.

Wouldn't he feel uncomfortable being served by such a person?

The God of Light, who was complained about, didn't have the heart to assign the role of the clown. He grabbed the Pope who was standing there and slipped down, put a hood on him, and directly picked him up and walked out.

"Uh... Mr. Knight..."

"What?" Silver hugged Su Huaijin in his arms effortlessly, turned his head and smiled at the old Finch who spoke behind him, "Do you want to avenge that trash?"

"How can that be?" Old Finch smiled wryly at himself, and gestured to Su Huaijin, "This...my lord just drank a lot in the mix, the wine here is quite strong, if you just leave like this, get up tomorrow It must be uncomfortable."

"Don't worry about it." Silvis said disapprovingly, turned around and strode out of the tavern.

It wasn't until the back of his blond hair with a strong sense of presence disappeared that the tavern, which seemed to be choked by a group, became lively again.

"Hey...that lord is so powerful, I don't dare to say anything..."

"My God, by looking at it, maybe it's a swordsman, right?"

"That goes without saying, I think it is at least a swordsman, maybe even higher."

"Tsk tsk, that Avery guy is pretty memorized... Who do you think would have thought of meeting a mage of light in our land? Speaking of which, they can't help but drink?"

"Is there anything to be forbidden about alcohol? I don't know much... The doctrine only says not to drink too much."

"But in that case, that Eddie...isn't he considered an alcoholic?" The speaker glanced at the empty wine glasses on the table with lingering fear, "Is this purely drinking wine like plain water?"

"I look at him like that, as if he really didn't know that he was going to be drunk... It's going to be hard to go back this time. I saw that he had a lot of energy after drinking several things, let alone mixing them all together. ..."

"Compared to this, shouldn't the knight be more worried? That's urgent, and, you didn't see the way he looked at Avery... tsk..."

"Hahahahaha..." Everyone looked at each other and laughed tacitly.

People's mentality is very strange. Although there is an instinctive awe for the senior magician Avery, because the opponent's strength is limited compared to theirs, and the look of the eyes above the top is really annoying. I hate it, even if they dared to be angry and dare not speak out, they secretly wanted to watch him suffer.

But for Silvis, who is the hero from heaven, firstly, he killed the big villain Ellie, and secondly, his strength is far higher than that of everyone present, so everyone will have a strange "such a strong feeling" The thought that those who want to embrace the beautiful woman should return home", and let it go after a few sighs of envy.

Of course, Silvis didn't care what they thought at all.

He is now in another big trouble - the drunk pope is really too worried.

Su Huaijin has no research on foreign wine at all, and he doesn't know that the alcohol in this foreign land is all about its stamina. When drinking it, it doesn't feel like anything. As soon as it walks out of the gate of the tavern, it is blown by the cool night wind, and the brain suddenly It became a lump of paste.

He was hugged horizontally by Silvis in the posture of a princess, but he didn't feel that he was not walking with two feet. He raised his hand to hook his straight nose, and grinned and muttered something.

His slight weight wouldn't cause much trouble to a god, but he was still a tall and slender adult man, and Silvis always felt that it was weird when he was walking on the street with him in his arms.

Considering that this little troublemaker was still constantly harassing his nose, he took a deep breath, checked that there was no one around, and then teleported directly, appearing in the other party's room without anyone noticing.

—Of course he knew in which room his pope lived.

Su Huaijin was not unaware of the instantaneous change of location, he was a little puzzled to find that the cool breeze that was blowing him very comfortably disappeared instantly, but after twisting his body and turning around twice, he still couldn't come to an effective conclusion, He happily gave up thinking.

"You're here..." But no one knew that Tanhualang's wine quality was so poor, he seemed to be suffering from cuddling addiction, and he didn't want to stick himself on Silvis's body all the time, "You... Hey, don't go back and forth Shake!"

"..." Silvis helplessly put the man who was lying on the ground on the bed, and gave him a light drink from the Ministry of Magic. He will feel uncomfortable when he wakes up tomorrow morning. As for the alcohol, he has to digest it on his own. "Don't make trouble, stay here, I'll put some hot water for you?"

"I want to—sleep." Su Huaijin was in a daze, and fell down as soon as she touched the soft bed as if she had no bones, hugging the silky and cool quilt comfortably, and didn't even take off her shoes. He closed his eyes recklessly.

"Don't...wait a minute," Silvis held him dumbfounded, "Take a shower before going to bed, be obedient."

Su Huaijin wrinkled her nose, and childishly buried herself in the quilt again, turning a deaf ear to his words.

The God of Light sighed heavily, and gently brushed away the loose strands of hair on his forehead: "At least wipe yourself off, don't you feel uncomfortable when you smell of alcohol?"

"Hmm..." Su Huaijin peeked out half of her blue eyes from under the quilt, and looked at him half asleep for a while, as if hesitating.

Not to mention himself, the current cleanliness of the pope, who is used to being pampered and slightly obsessed with cleanliness, already makes him very dissatisfied.

But he was really too lazy to move—he felt like all the bones in his body were filled with mellow wine, which made people dizzy, and there was also a faint unbearable heat, which made him feel that the mage robe on his body was a little bit It's too heavy.

Silvis couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed his eyes, and said in a gentle tone he had never experienced before, "I'll help you, you don't need to work hard...Listen, soak in hot water, wash your body Wash everything that is not clean, my dear, you don't want to find yourself rotten tomorrow morning."

Su Huaijin thought for a while in a daze, and felt that what he said seemed to make sense, and finally nodded condescendingly, and then spontaneously stretched out both hands to hug.

Silvers: "..."

Resigned to his fate, he hugged the person horizontally again, subconsciously always feeling that there seemed to be something wrong.

Su Huaijin strangled his neck slowly, put her face in the hollow of his neck, and yawned a little like a cat.

The God of Light found that things had gotten a little worse.

No... He swears that before this, he never had the slightest thought of his most devout believer. He is not the kind of animal boss who can unspokenly rule his subordinates... There is no doubt that he likes Adrian Ann, but that's... that's different.

He will like Adrian like a nephew in his later life, or like...whatever, in short, that kind of liking can be divided into many types, and it can be distributed to many people, the only difference is that Adrian has He likes it the most.

There is no doubt that if this soul now occupies Adrian's body through coercive means, he will help him get it back immediately, and make the thief regret it.

But the situation is different now—this soul came for a good reason and aboveboard, and what's even more strange is that, deep down, he actually feels closer to this person who has never been with him before.

Now that this little drunk is peacefully in his arms, he actually feels so at ease, even pampered in helplessness, wishing that he would be a bit more rascal and relax in front of him.

#危生 Could it be that I suddenly became a masochist when I didn't know it#

"Don't—shake!" Su Huaijin confidently pulled a handful of blond hair hanging in front of her eyes, and then realized that it seemed to have the same effect as pulling the rein of a horse, so she started playing happily, and after a while, the wine took the strands Blonde hair tied in a twist.

Sylvis... Sylvis feels bitter...

Thanks to him being a god, if this is an ordinary person, half of his life must be tortured.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, during which he had to use fighting spirit and magic, the God of Light finally put his little ancestor into the hot water in the bathtub 10 minutes later.

Then he wrung out a towel without complaint, and began to help the other party scrub.

Su Huaijin still didn't show any face at all, he seemed to like water quite a lot, and ignored Silvis's movements, but jumped up happily, splashing large swathes of water, and got both of them wet in a short while , and then pointed at the drowned god and laughed.

"... Please calm down, I beg you." Silvis held his wrist with a bitter face, even he didn't understand where his miraculous indulgence and patience came from, he figured it out He grasped the pulse gate on the opponent's wrist to control his behavior, and then took advantage of this short period of peace to clean it quickly.

Su Huaijin struggled again to jump up, but was surprised to find that his hands and feet seemed to be a little out of control. He tried hard for a while, and finally calmed down aggrieved.

Silvis breathed a sigh of relief, quickly finished his work, fished him out of the water, cast a light magic to help him dry, and quickly wrapped him in a fluffy towel.

It is said that the body of a mortal is very fragile, so don't accidentally catch a cold.

Su Huaijin suddenly became very well-behaved after he stopped just now, maybe because of the second wave of drinking, he couldn't even get the focus right, and his two jewel-like eyes fixedly looked at Xi in front of him. Elvis, let's raise your hands, let's put your arms around your neck, the trust and dependence on your face are so heart-melting.

Silves paused for breath, and almost staggered from the cuteness.

"Eddie, do you like me?" Silver carried him back to the bedroom, carefully placed him on the bed, and suddenly asked him without thinking, and he was startled after asking.

Su Huaijin frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded, then shook her head again.

"What does this mean?" Guangming God, who was still regretting what stupid question he asked, became anxious all of a sudden, patted his cheek quickly, and asked in a seductive tone, "I am your Father God, you You should like me the most, right?"

"I..." Su Huaijin frowned, as if she was thinking about some extremely difficult problem, and after a while she said seriously and seriously, "I have someone I like."

As if a turbulent wave exploded in his heart, Silvis looked at him in disbelief, almost drowned by the bitterness in his heart.

"I'm...waiting for him..." The drunk muttered again in a daze, reaching out to touch the bridge of his nose that was as straight as a sculpture, "You, why is your nose so high, it shouldn't be so high ..."

Silvis grabbed his troublesome hand and asked through gritted teeth, "Who is that man?"

"What...?" The other party seemed unable to react, and looked at him strangely, trying to break free with the grasped hand.

"I said who is that person... The person you like, is, did you meet here?"

"What are you talking about..." The culprit who disturbed his heart seems to have forgotten what he said just now, his expression innocent and helpless, "I like you, you... eh?"

If it is said that the heart can go up and down like a roller coaster, it will undoubtedly describe Silvis's current mood.The most terrible thing is that the pope, who is now a mess of drunkenness, even has some meaningless murmurs in his inner world, and he can't get the answer even if he wants to use mind reading.

"What the hell are you—" He froze for a moment, then eagerly held the opponent's hand in his palm, wanting to take this opportunity to ask clearly, "Eddie, what's his name—I mean, who am I, you Do you still remember who I am and who do you like?"

"Hmm..." Su Huaijin impatiently waved his hand away, fiercely rolled himself into a ball with the quilt, "You're so stupid..."

"Yes, yes, I can't remember, don't sleep yet..." Silvis felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat, he harassed the other party tirelessly, wanting to get himself from him Looking forward to the answer I don't know what it is, "Tell me, who am I?"

The Pope, who was so drunk that he was completely confused, muttered a few words, nothing more than complaining that he was bullying him, but he seemed to torture him deliberately, and he refused to answer the question for a long time. Finally, he turned over, opened his mouth slightly, and fell asleep like that. caught.

Silvis looked at him, feeling dumbfounded.

He didn't drink alcohol. Even if the matter developed to this point, no matter how unbelievable he felt, he still had to admit that he was really screwed.

What troubled him the most was that he himself did not understand how and when this feeling arose—he obviously had no evil thoughts about Adrian, but with this new soul Counting it, we haven't spent much time together, so how can we fall in love with each other?

What's worse is that he is completely unsure of the other person's intentions now. In the topsy-turvy conversation just now, he didn't get any useful information except for the vague feeling that there was indeed someone in his heart.

The problem is, he can't think of any reason to prove that person is him.

As a god, it's too sad to be mixed up like this...

He sighed, and stretched out his hand to touch the young man's white forehead exposed outside the quilt, full of self-pity.

After thinking about it, he got down and kissed again, and then he patted the ball of the quilt with satisfaction, and complained softly: "I finally sneaked out from the meeting to see you, that's how you greeted me... "

He thought about it for a long time, but he really didn't want to be reconciled. Then he saw that there was still one night before he had to go back, so he simply took off his coat, cleaned himself briefly with magic, and went to bed directly wrapped up with the quilt. arms.

Su Huaijin, who was sleeping in the dark, didn't realize it. He felt that the quilt was a little hot in his sleep, when suddenly something cool and refreshing came over him, and he simply and neatly threw away the quilt that he had been holding in his arms just now, his hands and feet And pick up that cool object on the ground.

He originally wanted to hug the thing like a pillow, but found that the thing seemed to be bigger than himself, and he really didn't want to open his eyes to see what it was. After fluttering for a while, he became super witty Tucking himself into that thing's arms.

Well...it's much more comfortable this way.

Silvis stared dumbfounded at his new sweetheart who threw himself into his arms before he had time to do anything, as if he had done this countless times, and really didn't know what expression to put on.

After a while, he could only pinch his nose (?) as he did countless times this night to compromise, stretched his arms to strengthen his embrace, and gently patted the opponent's thin back with his right hand.

Really... so thin, is the food in the temple so bad?

The slightly cool and moist light golden hair intertwined with the god's golden hair in the dark night, the light god's golden eyes flashed and slowly closed like a mortal.