Survival Guide For The Charming Villain [Quick Travel] ━ Vol.1

2.18 - Burning

His Majesty the Pope was extremely strong at this moment. He was arrogant for a moment and then stopped.

He was talking nonsense when he was angry. He was so angry that his eyes were red and he choked twice. He was frightened by His Majesty the Pope, and he spoke in a low voice like a sick cat.

"I, I was just talking nonsense because I was confused..."

While speaking in a low voice, he also secretly observed how angry the Pope was, secretly and with red eyes, for fear that the terrible Pope would give him a cold lesson.

Cunning and stupid, all his thoughts are written on his face.

But so cute.

"Confused?"

The beautiful little Highness is indeed confused. What he just said is enough to arouse the anger of any priest. He has not been killed yet. It may be that the Pope is thinking of the best way to torture him.

Xi Rong has already felt the atmosphere of terror, but he has no good way to prevent his subsequent tragic fate.

What did His Majesty the Pope say?

There is no such thing at all. Because of his noble status, so many guys are loyal to him. He thinks that being loyal to a vampire is a matter of course.

But now he is in the Holy See, and His Majesty the Pope, as a clergyman, is driving him with strange words, obviously because he wants him to look good!

Xi Rong hesitated and made up a reason.

"I'm a little hungry and not clear-headed..."

He had not eaten for three days and drank the toilet water from the Holy See, which could not quench his hunger. And with the sweet-smelling His Majesty the Pope by his side, there was no way he could eat any drop of blood.

It is like a person who has been hungry for three days and three nights and sees a table full of fragrant delicacies, but cannot take a bite.

What's even more uncomfortable is that His Majesty the Pope, who smells like sweet lychee, has no such consciousness at all, even being so close to him.

He knew clearly that he was a vampire, but he didn't take any precautions.

Of course, the cute little teeth of His beautiful little Highness are just like decoration. The young His Majesty the Pope does not pay attention to them at all. He has already experienced the touch of skin that cannot be bitten. The beautiful little palace is not as dangerous as a wild cat.

The Pope tilted his head slightly, his long golden hair swaying gently in the candlelight, like golden butterflies flying in the dark night, and his beautiful eyes were an expensive and luxurious green in the dim light.

"Want to suck my blood?"

Xi Rong was instantly frightened, "Absolutely not!"

How dare he suck His Majesty the Pope's blood? Isn't this seeking death? He swore to His Majesty the Pope that he had never sucked human blood. Now His Majesty the Pope is using his own blood as bait to set a trap for him!

Xi Rong said quickly: "I don't care about human blood at all -"

Before he finished speaking, the fragrant sweetness burst out.

The handsome Pope gently cut the blood vessels on his neck, and the delicious blood instantly stimulated Xi Rong's taste buds.

His teeth have popped out, but he still has reason and seems to know that this is a life-or-death challenge.