The big brother's little milk bag is very dark

Before Sheridan came out, Tang Huan stood in the corner with a few white-clothed priests, looking at the banquet hall.

"This little priest is very unfamiliar." Some people came up to talk to Tang Huan, but he dismissed them without exception.

The little priest in red raised his head slightly, with the usual proud expression of a priest on his face, ignoring everyone.

"Excuse me, is this the little priest Shelley?" A waiter walked up from the side and asked softly.

"What's the matter?" Tang Huan looked at the respectful waiter and asked.

"My lord, please go there."

Tang Huan rolled his eyes, and called him over before the banquet started?Could it be that he wanted to do something bad?

Thinking of this, Tang Huan didn't know what he was secretly expecting. With a stern face, he pretended to be indifferent and turned his head to look at the priests in white clothes who followed him.

"Wait for me here, I'll be back in a while." After speaking, before the priests in white clothes nodded, he said to the waiter, "Okay, you lead the way."

The waiter led him through the banquet hall and towards the back.

Walking to a room at the end of the corridor, the waiter told him that Sheridan was inside, and left.

Tang Huan quietly pushed open the door, poked a small head in, and saw Sheridan sitting on the seat with a book in his hand.

As if he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and saw Tang Huan who was halfway in, with a smile in his eyes.

He waved at Tang Huan, "Little priest, come here."

With a bright smile on his face, Tang Huan closed the door and ran towards Sheridan on two legs.

As soon as he ran to Sheridan's side, he held his hand and embraced him, "You look so pretty in the red priest's robe."

"I'm good-looking, and I look good in anything I wear." Tang Huan said triumphantly, raising his chin.

"Yes, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen." Sheridan squeezed Tang Huan's chin, making him look at her.

Tang Huan blinked, his face was slightly red, he wanted to get off Sheridan's lap, but just moved away a little, Sheridan's hand around his waist pulled it tighter.

"Lord Earl...the guests outside are waiting for you, why don't you go out?" Tang Huan's eyes were a little erratic, and he became nervous.

I was excited when I came here, but I was scared when I arrived.

"Heh, how can those people compare with my little priest?"

Tang Huan's face turned red again, and Sheridan couldn't help but want to tease him to lower his head slightly when he saw Tang Huan like this, and leaned into Tang Huan's ear and asked softly, "Little priest, if I remember correctly, The red-clothed priests who serve the Temple of Light must maintain their childlike bodies, right? If you had to choose between me and the God of Light you believe in, how would you choose?"

Sheridan felt very strange, obviously this was the second time he met the little priest, but he asked this question very confidently.

He just wanted to see how embarrassed the little priest was.

But Tang Huan didn't even think about it, "You!"

"Huh? Why?"

"The God of Light cannot be touched or touched. It is an illusory existence, but you are different. You can touch and touch me, and you can still hug me."

Sheridan was delighted by the young priest's straightforward words, but there was also a little subtlety.

He has been looking at the little priest for the past few days, observing the little priest through the statue of the God of Light in the temple. Every time he hears the little priest talking to his statue, he feels his heart melt.

At that time, he was still dissatisfied that the God of Light occupied such an important position in Tang Huan's heart, but now... Tang Huan chose him without hesitation. Should he be happy or sad?

Could it be that what Tang Huan said to the God of Light was false?

This feeling of being jealous of yourself is really subtle.

"Then... what if one day the God of Light turns into a real body and comes to you? Will you abandon me for him?"

Tang Huan's small face was wrinkled. He raised his head and looked at Sheridan with some dissatisfaction.

Suddenly jumped off Sheridan's lap, and said angrily, "You are embarrassing me! It is obviously impossible. I heard from Eleanor that the power of light in this world is getting stronger and stronger. The weaker you are, you don't even know if the God of Light is still on the mainland."

Sheridan quickly reached out to coax him, but Tang Huan snorted angrily, turned around and ran out.

Sheridan sighed softly, clutching his forehead helplessly, what is this called?

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have asked, and if I made the little priest angry, I would coax him.

Tang Huan ran out of the room and walked towards the banquet hall, feeling helpless in his heart. He knew that this guy was really easy to get jealous, but he didn't expect to be so jealous.

Even eating the jealousy of the God of Light is nothing short of illusory.

When Tang Huanhui arrived at the banquet hall, he immediately slowed down and put on that cold and proud little look again.

"Hi, little priest." Suddenly a person blocked Tang Huan's way, showing a cynical smile.

Tang Huan stared at this person for a while, then frowned slightly, with a feeling of disgust on his face.

He smelled a foul odor on the man.

It's not the kind that really stinks, but this person has a strong dark aura. For a race with strong light power like elves, isn't it a stench?

Seeing Tang Huan take a step back, Hindley's expression changed slightly and he became a little stiff.

Tang Huan looked up, he knew this person, this person was his target this time, the Earl of the Demon King.

"What's the matter?" Tang Huan asked with a cold face.

"I haven't seen the little priest before. I don't know when the little priest came to the Holy See?"

"Does it have anything to do with you? The change of the red priest is different from the bishop and the vice bishop. There is no need to announce it to others."

Originally, Hindley was just looking for a topic to chat with Tang Huan, but Tang Huan didn't give him face at all, or didn't he understand these ways of the world?

Tang Huan didn't want to talk too much with Hindley, so he turned around and left without showing any face.

"Hey..." Hindley was a little surprised by Tang Huan's attitude, he had never been treated so indifferently before.

After thinking about it, he thought it was probably because he hadn't told Tang Huan his identity that Tang Huan was so indifferent to him, right?

"My name is Hindley, and I am an earl."

"Oh." Tang Huan kept walking, showing no respect to the earl.

Seeing that Syndra was still talking, he finally stopped and looked at Schindley impatiently, "I am a red priest, and I am not inferior to you in terms of status."