The Path of Ascension to the Priest

The maid came to the manor early in the morning as usual. She was thinking about the flower branches that had not been pruned yesterday. After entering the manor, she hurried straight to the garden. However, when she came to the door, her footsteps stopped suddenly, with a surprised expression on her face Looking at the woman standing in the garden, it was the priest she met last night.

Pure white priestly clothes embroidered with exquisite patterns, silver boots under the feet, the slender neck is tightly wrapped by the collar, the waist is outlined by the tight robe, and the long golden hair hangs softly behind her , barely covering the upturned buttocks, the priest held a pair of pruning scissors, and was concentrating on trimming the rose bushes in front of him. Hearing the sound, he looked back, his sky blue eyes slightly curved, With a gentle and friendly smile on her face, she bowed gracefully and said with a smile: "Good day."

The maid was fascinated by the blond priest, and came back to her senses when she heard the voice, and hurriedly bowed back to salute, and whispered: "Your Excellency, good day."

She recognized Tang Qiu's priestly attire.

"Lucille is back." Tang Qiu glanced up at a window on the second floor that was completely covered by a heavy curtain, thought for a while, and said softly: "She wants to rest in the manor today and doesn't want to be disturbed. "

The maid looked at her blankly, and nodded in confusion.

"Can I give you a day off for her?"

The maid was taken aback, and said in surprise: "Is this okay?"

Tang Qiu smiled and nodded, "Of course."

The maid turned around and left the manor in a daze. Although she was still a little confused that the blond priest would appear here, she didn't have much doubt about her words.

Because Lucille once told her that the blond priest can stay in the manor.And when Lucille was in the manor, she really didn't like to be disturbed.

After the maid left, Tang Qiu raised the scissors again, humming an unsettled tune in a good mood, and concentrated on pruning the flower branches. She had no professional knowledge of gardening, but just relied on her own feelings, and accidentally pruned after pruning. It's still pretty.

The originally good mood of five points suddenly rose to eight points.

Satisfied, Tang Qiu put down the scissors. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a few small plants beside the rose bushes. He walked over to take a look, and bent down to pick some ripe fruits.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Lucille stood by the window and lifted the curtain a little, looking down at the busy figure in the garden through the gap, because her face was sickly pale and dark red when she was weak. With blood in her eyes, she gently leaned against the window frame, subconsciously licking her lips because of hunger, but her feet didn't move, and she didn't seem to intend to pounce on the prey that was exuding a delicious smell below.

Lucille swallowed her saliva from time to time, and followed the figure of the blond priest for a long time.

Tang Qiu cut a few tulips in the garden and put them in a vase. She sat comfortably on a chair in the yard, raised her hand to pick up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of hot tea, and then put the freshly picked fruits on the table. go inside.

The aroma of the tea leaves mixed with the sweetness of the ripe fruit made people feel warm. She leaned against the back of the chair with the cup in her arms, facing the warm sunshine, and sighed to herself, "Archbishop Ruisi life is really enviable."

When she was so busy in the Holy See that she couldn't even drink her saliva, every time she passed behind the Holy See, she could see Archbishop Reese basking in the sun and drinking afternoon tea.

The laid-back appearance suddenly made her subtly resonate with Monica.

The morning sun is not too hot to enjoy. Tang Qiu leisurely drank a cup of fruit tea and ate some pastries. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the window of a certain bedroom. After thinking about it, he raised his head in that direction and said loudly: " Lucille, are you sure you don't want to come and enjoy the warm sunshine?"

There was no movement from the window.

Tang Qiu smiled lightly, and she poured herself another cup of hot tea, and said casually while choosing fruits: "We are in a mutually beneficial relationship, are you sure you want to stay hungry forever?"

When she woke up this morning, she discovered Lucille's abnormality. Knowing that she was in the bloodthirsty stage, she stretched out her wrist to let her have breakfast first, but she was rejected inexplicably.

She obviously didn't have to torture herself like this, Tang Qiu couldn't figure out why Lucille was so disgusted with blood-sucking.

The fruit tea was fragrant and not too sweet. Tang Qiu liked the taste, so he lowered his head and took another sip. Halfway through the cup of fruit tea, Lucille's figure suddenly appeared beside her.

The cold palm tightly grasped her wrist and almost knocked over her glass. Tang Qiu frowned, and when he took the glass with his other hand and just put it on the table, Lucille had already bullied her. Put her on the chair.

The wrist was pulled up and the sleeve slipped down, and the cool lips rubbed heavily on the wrist. Tang Qiu could feel Lucille's sharp teeth. She listened to the slightly heavy breathing by her ears, and actively relaxed her body. Softly comforting, "Don't be so anxious."

Sometimes, desire/desire will become more violent because of excessive suppression.

The chair that can accommodate two people sitting side by side was not overloaded by the addition of Lucille. Tang Qiu took the initiative to adjust the posture to facilitate Lucille's eating.

The wrist was suddenly bitten, and the pain made Tang Qiu frowned unconsciously. She could feel Lucille's soft tongue/tip pressing against her wrist, and she could also hear her sucking/sucking heavily, and more You can see the blurred eyes in her obsessed with it.

This vampire was only so thirsty for her blood, Tang Qiu was pressed down by Lucille, looked up at her quietly, with a slightly subtle expression.

Lucille pays attention to proportion every time she eats. After satisfying the hunger/thirst in her heart, she will stop immediately regardless of whether she is full or not. She straightened up and let him go, but her wrist was still gripped by her, and her expression had returned to her previous indifference. She lowered her head and carefully licked/licked the blood near the wound.

Every time Lucille finished eating, she would finish this step. Her wrists were itchy from being licked, and Tang Qiu couldn't help pulling her hands back. Looking at Lucille's eyes, she said helplessly. : "I think you can let me go."

This finishing stage is really unnecessary.

Lucille pursed her lips, let go of her wrist, turned around and sat on the seat opposite her, her eyes fell on Tang Qiu's cup on the table, her eyes moved slightly.

Tang Qiu noticed Lucille's eyes, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Try it?" She took another empty cup while talking, poured a cup of hot tea for Lucille, and threw in a fruit.

Lucille was silent for a while, picked up the cup, lowered her head and sniffed it, and said softly, "My mother often makes this kind of fruit tea for me."

Tang Qiu, who was washing the wound with bright holy water, was taken aback for a moment. He raised his eyes and glanced at the lonely Lucille. After thinking for a while, he asked tentatively, "Your mother now..."

Lucille lowered her eyes and said calmly, "It's been a long time since I passed away."

It seemed that what Lucille was talking about was not the blood clan who gave her the first embrace. Tang Qiu put down his sleeves and wanted to try to ask the reason why Lucille became a blood clan, but the words came to his lips, but he didn't say it in the end.

Having been with Lucille for so long, she could see Lucille's avoidance of this topic. Tang Qiu thought twice, but still did not easily expose her scars.

Sometimes satisfying one's own curiosity is not so important.

Tang Qiu leaned back in the chair, and naturally changed the subject, "That blood race last night, do you really want to let her go?"

Lola knew about the relationship between her and Lucille, which was a bit dangerous for Tang Qiu.

Lucille seemed to know what Tang Qiu was thinking, and said in a low voice: "She won't reveal you to people in the Holy See."

"Oh?"

"For her, people in the Holy See are prey." Lucille lowered her head and took a sip of the fruit tea, her tone containing indifference, "The vampires never talk to their prey about anything other than hunting."

Tang Qiu rubbed the warm cup wall, pondered for a while, and smiled, "But I'm still worried, what should I do?" She blinked and suggested: "Tonight, when the moon is full, let's kill her together. Bar."

She looked like she was joking, but in fact, only she knew she was serious.

She is just a little priest and doesn't want to cause trouble.

However, she found that Lucille's expression was a little subtle after listening to her words, Tang Qiu asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Lucille glanced at her and said meaningfully: "When the moon is full, if you still have this idea, I can accompany you."

Tang Qiu didn't understand why and wanted to continue asking, but Lucille just shook her head and refused to say anything else.

The doubt lasted for a whole day, until night fell, the full moon hung on the branches, and the beast in Tang Qiu's body woke up, her blond hair was covered in snow without a sound, and she understood Lucille's words when she recovered the memory of the werewolf in the meaning.

Want to go out and kill someone on a full moon night?Tang Qiu felt the familiar heat rising inside her body again, her face darkened, who could she kill in this state.

Lucille, who was sitting on the bed and casually flipping through the pages of the book, noticed the change in Tang Qiu's breath, raised her eyes and glanced at her, and saw that her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were moist, and she looked embarrassed and still Mixed with a trace of irritability, she knew that her estrous/estrous period had struck again.

Will the werewolf's estrus/estrus occur every full moon night?Can't control yourself?Lucille rubbed the pages of the book thoughtfully.

After transforming into a werewolf, Tang Qiu became more sensitive to gaze. She sensed Lucille's gaze, raised her head and looked at her, squinted her eyes, and said in a warning tone: "...you are not allowed to use strange tricks on me this time. of toxins."

Recalling that night, she couldn't help frowning.

Lucille rubbed the pages of the book for a while, looked at Tang Qiu for a while, looked away, and said lightly: "Okay."

Tang Qiu was leaning against the window, because the desire/desire rising in her body made her breathing a little messy, she raised her hand and tore off the collar, the cold fragrance that came from Lucille from time to time, just It's like teasing/pushing her on purpose.

As if a feather was flicking gently on her skin, Tang Qiu couldn't help but glance at Lucille. Originally, he thought it would be better to stay away from her, but seeing her immersed in the book again as if nothing had happened. Tang Qiu suddenly changed his mind.

Lucille, who was flipping through the pages of the book, felt the bed under her tremble, and suddenly an arm was placed around her waist. Lucille looked down, and Tang Qiu was lying on the bed next to her, with one hand clenched tightly. Wrapped tightly around her waist, resting his head on her arm.

"Just stay like this, don't move." Tang Qiu sniffed the breath on Lucille, and sighed a little comfortably. Although he couldn't completely suppress the restlessness in his body, he could at least relieve it.

After she gained a firm foothold in the Holy See, she had to go to the Gelug Empire. She had to find a way to solve this transformation problem.