The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1842 Want to Blaspheme Today (61)

"Okay, I won't go on about this."

The Pope looked up and asked Hibel: "Then tell me, what do you mean to Your Majesty? Just for fun, or seriously?"

When he said this, the Pope fixed his eyes on Hiber, as if he was extremely nervous about this answer.

The Pope knew that the God of Light is not a person who is easily emotional.

Although he is a god of light, gentle and tolerant, he actually looks compassionate and tolerant, but he is actually ruthless and cold-hearted.

He had never seen anyone that the God of Light cared about, and had such close contact with anyone.

Hiber was the first.

Therefore, the pope knows that in the heart of the God of Light, the meaning of the existence of the saint is not simple.

If the saint really likes the God of Light, the Pope is not unable to accept and agree; but if the saint is just playing around and thinks that the God of Light is beautiful, ignorant of the world and easy to bully, then he will...

The old father was going to be incompetent and furious.

Looking at the pope's eyes that were worried about Xavier like an old father, Hibel couldn't help but want to laugh, she said: "Don't worry, I am neither the kind of woman who deceives people's feelings, nor plays with others' innocence .What you worry about won't happen."

The more she looked at it now, the more she felt that the Pope was like Xavier's worried old father.

I was also worried that my child would be deceived by others, but at the same time I couldn't help being excited that my child who was not enlightened had someone he liked.

The Pope looked at Hiber faintly.

Humph.

He can't believe it!

He didn't forget that this woman was vaguely blurring her relationship with Your Majesty before!
Maybe it's because the Guangming God in their family is innocent and easy to deceive, deceitful!
But thinking about the worthless appearance of his God of Light in front of Hibel, the Pope could only sigh and remain silent no matter how much he disapproved.

The Pope said to Hibel: "Your Majesty has never been around anyone, and he is blank about emotional matters. I hope you will not deceive Your Majesty's feelings, and don't let Your Majesty's sincerity towards you be disappointed. If you If you want to be with His Majesty, then be together well."

He couldn't imagine how the God of Light would look after being emotionally hurt.

Besides, with the God of Light like that, who would be so cruel as to make him sad.

Xavier came out from the attic, holding a pot of freshly brewed black tea in his hand.

He poured a cup of black tea and handed it to Xibel, and then sat beside Xibel.

Xibel took a sip, then narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, she said to Xavier: "Except for the black tea made by the housekeeper, only the one made by Mianxia is the most suitable for me!"

The girl put down the teacup in her hand, she leaned over like no one else, and kissed Xavier on the cheek.

Opposite the Pope, who was eager to try the black tea on the table, his expression froze when he saw Hibel's movements.

All of a sudden, the black tea brewed by the God of Light was no longer fragrant.

"Do you have anything else to do?"

It was because the Pope's gaze was too eye-catching, Xavier frowned slightly, raised his eyes indifferently, glanced at the Pope, and spoke in a cold tone.

The meaning of this expulsion is too obvious.

The pope's fragile little heart was even more uncomfortable.

The Pope looked at Xavier with resentful eyes, but shook his head obediently, and said, "There is nothing else. I won't bother you, I'll go first."

Xavier nodded.

Before the Pope left, he turned his head three times a step and looked at Xavier hesitantly, "Your Majesty, that..."

The opponent looked up.

(End of this chapter)