Quick Wear: The bad girl only wants to flirt with handsome men

Chapter 226 The Mermaid Princess Who Turned into Foam 19

Yilin's face looked calm and composed, but if you looked closely, you could see that his ears were trembling slightly.

"Your Highness the Saint Son, you're probably overthinking it. I don't mean that." Her eyes were tender and she stared at Yilin straight in the eyes with a hint of teasing.

"Ahem." Could it be that I had misunderstood? "Then what do you want?"

"Your Highness the Holy Son does look delicious, but I'm not in the mood to appreciate beauty right now." Nilia shook her head regretfully.

"It's not a sacrifice, I just want to go to the demon tribe for a while recently."

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be interested in the demon clan."

"I'm not really interested, I just want to visit a friend. I wonder if Saint..."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"I'm afraid you misunderstood me, Holy Son. I meant that Ethan should accompany me." Nilia blinked innocently.

"Ethan has been a naive person since he was young. If I go with you, I'm afraid he won't be able to take good care of His Majesty."

Nilia was slightly surprised, then the corners of her mouth rose, "I think Ethan is very good, and makes me very satisfied."

There was a deeper meaning in Nilia's words. Yilin's mouth froze. For some reason, he didn't like Nilia and Ethan being close.

"Then I'll call Ethan and we'll go together."

No, what's wrong with this kid?

"Since the Holy Son has said so, then I naturally have no objection."

Having achieved their goal, both sides fell silent.

"Nilia."

"Ok?"

Yilin looked calm and smiled easily, but he was a little cautious when speaking, "I don't have to call you Your Majesty, you can also call me by my name, just like you call Ethan." I also want to be closer to you.

"Yilin." The voice said without hesitation.

"Yeah, Nelia."

Seeing Yilin's ears reddened with shyness, Nilia became interested. "I've changed my mind. I want to taste the deliciousness of the Holy Son now..."

"I just told you to call me by my name..."

What was he saying? Unable to hear, Nilia bit the tip of the rosy ear with some force.

"You..." Yilin, who had never been in contact with anyone before, couldn't help but moan. The feeling of being out of control came again...

"Wait, let me take the potion first..."

Nilia took the potion and said in a charming voice, "What to eat? Just to let him know that you are no worse than him, right?"

She kissed him on the lips, interrupting Yilin's thoughts of taking the potion.

"Your feet are beautiful, Your Majesty..."

……

"Yilin! You actually stole my girl while I was away?" Ethan's face flushed, obviously affected.

Yilin raised his eyes and said, "I remember I asked you before whether you liked Nilia, and your answer was no."

"That! That's different."

"What's the difference? I like Nilia. This is my freedom."

"I...I." Ethan stuttered, tears quietly filling his eyes. He turned around and left abruptly. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would lose control of his tears.

"Son."

Yilin's eyes were deep, "How is the Pope?"

"He ran out of energy and just passed away."

"I understand. His funeral arrangements are now in your hands. Tell Ethan that Nilia is going to the Demon Tribe and we will go with her. Let him pack his things."

"Yes, Holy Son."

"By the way, if he doesn't want to, just emphasize the name Nilia."

"My subordinate understands."

……

"Holy Son, I have something to report."

Yilin raised his eyes and said, "Speak."

"The king of the Kingdom of Krat, which borders our territory, has sent an invitation to our Hall of Light for his birthday. Please take a look."

Yilin took it and said calmly, "Is it the human kingdom?"

"Yes, Holy Son."

After reading it, Yilin closed the invitation and said, "I still have to give face to the king of a country. It seems that the matter with Nilia will have to be postponed for a while."

"Go and call back the soldier named Ethan."

"Yes."

The soldier raised his head timidly, "Holy Son, there is one more thing."

"explain."

"With the death of His Holiness the Pope, the people below can no longer bear it. We beg the Holy Son to come out and take charge of the situation."

"Take charge of the overall situation? You want me to take the position, right?" A hint of sarcasm flashed across Yilin's face.

"Those people are very optimistic about you, Holy Son..."

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes."