Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

This makes no sense at all!

After thinking for a long time, Yu Zhongming couldn't come to any conclusion.

After another hour of eating, the banquet came to an end.

Chapter 18 Chase

The banquet draws to a close.

The salads on the table were removed, and several exquisite desserts were placed on the table.

Although Asakura Saori is not a sweet tooth, which little girl can't love such delicate, cute and delicious desserts?

With a happy smile on her face, Asakura Saori happily ate dessert.

The accident happened suddenly, maybe she was too serious when eating dessert, or maybe the knife and fork were too sharp.

A slight line of blood was drawn on her tender little hand, and a drop of bright red blood oozed out.

The blood line was small and shallow, and the blood stopped automatically after only a drop.

Yu Zhongming quickly grabbed her palm, put that finger under his eyes and looked carefully, and after finding nothing unusual, he said with confidence: "Shazhi, why are you so careless? Be careful when eating! "

Jiufeng Shiyuan looked at this scene, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, teasing: "The priest of the imperial court and the priestess of Asakura should also pay attention to the next occasion. I am single here, and the love is too enviable .”

Chao Cang Saori couldn't help but turn red when she heard the words, she didn't dare to look at the reactions of the people around her, she lowered her head: "Mr. Ming, you are still eating now, don't act like this."

Yu Zhongming put down Saori's hand without changing his face, and said calmly: "I just care about the witch, there should be nothing beyond it."

Jiufeng Ziyuan finished her dessert, got up and left the table.

With graceful steps, she sat beside Saori Asakura.

She lightly raised Saori's palm, and said, "Shazhi, let me see where the injury is?"

Asakura Saori's expression had returned to normal, and she said in a polite tone: "No need, Sister Ziyuan. It's just a little scar, and it's healed just now."

Jiufeng Ziyuan raised her finger and put it in front of Asakura Saori, shook it lightly and said: "Girls should protect themselves well, there shouldn't be any scars. Let me see my sister... .”

She held Saori's finger in front of her eyes and said, "Although this is just a tiny wound, we have to heal her perfectly. First of all, we need blood..."

She saw the delicate blood on Saori's fingertips suddenly stopped, her smile froze on her face, as if she was enduring something.

There was a look of longing in his eyes.

The fingers holding Saori up, the wet lips down, and the tip of the tongue slightly exposed.

"Ah! Sister Ziyuan, what are you doing?" Asakura Saori was startled by her sudden force, and instinctively wanted to withdraw her palm.

Yu Zhongming reflected instantly, got up immediately, patted Jiufeng Ziyuan's shoulder and said, "Miss Jiufeng, what are you doing?"

The strength on the shoulders made Jiufeng Ziyuan startled suddenly, and her confused and longing expression gradually faded away.

Suppressing the inner desire, Jiufeng Ziyuan let go of Asakura Saori's hand.

She stood up straight, covered her face with her hands in black lace gloves, and bowed slightly to apologize in a cold tone: "Sorry, I seem to be ill again, please allow me to leave first."

After saying this, she hurriedly left the banquet hall.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yu Zhongming and Yu Zhong Youyue looked at each other.

Yuzhong Yuzuki nodded.

Yu Zhongming sat back on the seat and finished the expensive dessert, thinking about it.

At this time, Jiufeng Ziyuan's multiple personalities fell ill?What a coincidence!

The banquet ended like this.

Although he couldn't figure out Jiufeng Ziyuan's thoughts, Yu Zhongming was happy to eat.

Declined Jiufeng's car to see him off.

Yu Zhongming and Asakura Saori were alone, wandering in the rainy night.

They walked quietly and silently, but silence was better than sound.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yu Zhongming looked at the distance in the rain.

As if talking to himself and as if asking.

"We haven't been alone like this for a long time."

Asakura Saori's expression could not be seen clearly in the night, but her voice was clear to her ears: "I haven't been alone with Ming-kun for 167 hours, I still remember it."

"Yeah! It's been almost a week." Yu Zhongming clasped his hands behind his head and looked up at the sky on a rainy night: "It really makes me happy physically and mentally to be alone like this once in a while."

"Me too."

Yu Zhongming approached Asakura Saori, and gently held her hand: "Are you tired recently? Whether it's business studies or the responsibility of a witch, it must be very hard to run around."

"Fortunately, I am very happy to be able to help you."

Gently rubbed her palm, and brushed her fingers vaguely: "Don't get tired, my witch, or I will feel bad."

"Ok!"

Silence is so sweet at this moment.