Quick Wear: Why did the male protagonist fall in love with the vicious villain again?

Chapter 562: Snow on the Desk of the Infatuated Alliance Leader (166)

The Jinsha Pavilion was cleared out during the day and was much quieter.

People from the Central Plains martial arts world were invited in one by one.

Everyone had a confused look on their face.

After they sat down, they whispered to each other.

"How can this Holy Church be so fickle? We were supposed to be here on the evening we agreed to meet, but now they're calling us over at the last minute."

"Yeah, could it be that something unexpected has happened with the things we discussed before?"

"An unexpected event? Is the Holy Church going to protect the Corpse Puppet Sect?"

A glass wine cup was placed on the table neither lightly nor heavily, and the bottom made a sound when it hit the table.

"Be careful what you say."

The person who was gossiping turned around and saw Jing Hengzhou, and immediately stopped talking.

"Yes, leader..."

The person next to him laughed and said, "Let me tell you what you mean. We are still on someone else's territory."

"That's right, I'll drink three cups as punishment."

"I think you're addicted to alcohol, so don't get drunk again."

"Hahaha."

Jing Hengzhou was sitting at the top seat, with the small table in front of him filled with fruits and drinks.

The burly man on the other side leaned over to take a look.

"Is it my imagination? Why does it feel like the leader's table has more things on it than ours?"

Another person said, "That's perfectly normal. This Saint Church must have seen the leader coming and wanted to show their courtesy."

"It's true. The people of the Holy Church are quite sensible."

"By the way, why is there no music or dancing today?"

"Yeah, it's quite deserted. I want to see the dancer from last night dance again."

This was the place where they failed to reach a conclusion yesterday. It was very lively here yesterday, but today, apart from the servants, there were only them.

"Didn't they say that the Holy Son would come today?"

"Really? The Holy Son is coming? That's really rare. I heard that the Holy Son is the most frivolous and flamboyant. Wherever he is, there is always fine wine and beautiful women. So I thought the Holy Son would come yesterday."

"I've also heard that their Saint Son spends every day immersed in the warmth and softness of women, unable to leave. Some people also say that the Saint Son picks out a beauty from the Golden Sand Pavilion every fifteenth day of the month for a romantic encounter."

"Wasn't yesterday the fifteenth?"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"No wonder……"

Jing Hengzhou sat at his desk with a calm expression, his mind already wandering.

He was still thinking about what happened last night.

Everything that happened last night seemed like a dream.

After three years, he finally found the person. He clearly had a lot to ask, but after being kissed, he lost his mind...

When I woke up, my arms felt empty and I almost thought it was an illusion that I had found someone.

Jing Hengzhou lowered his eyes slightly, and the earring in his palm was painful.

Not an illusion.

This person is still alive...

jingle--

The crisp sound of a bell pulled Jing Hengzhou back from his thousands of thoughts.

The people around him winked at Jing Hengzhou frantically: "Leader, Holy Son, Holy Son."

Jing Hengzhou frowned. He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn't even notice that the Son of God had arrived.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a pair of heterochromatic eyes that seemed to be smiling.

Bai Chao's eyes curved like a cat's.

"Jing Hengzhou."

"..."

The subordinate beside him coughed and said, "Son, although the customs of the two places are different, you can't call someone by their full name like that, right?"

Before the subordinates could say anything, they saw their leader suddenly stand up and grab the Son of God.

The other people sitting there thought something had happened and quickly stood up.

"What happened?"

"Alliance leader! What happened?"

Jing Hengzhou stared at Bai Chao's face, his hands tightly clenched and not letting go: "Nothing..."

Xiao Na, who was following Bai Chao, was furious: "Nothing, nothing! Let go of our Holy Son!"

What rude people from the Central Plains!

How could they just pull their Holy Son’s hand so casually!

Bai Chao shook his hand gently: "Jing Hengzhou, you're pinching me so hard, please loosen up a bit."

“…” Jing Hengzhou’s grip tightened for a moment, but he finally let go.

Bai Chao rubbed his wrist.

"What are you all standing for? Sit down."

Everyone looked at each other and then at Jing Hengzhou.

Jing Hengzhou was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Sit down."

The others then took their seats.

Jing Hengzhou also sat down slowly.

But suddenly another person squeezed onto the mat next to me.

Jing Hengzhou was stunned, then saw Bai Chao stretch out his wrist as if it was a matter of course.

"Here, pull it."

"..."

The air that had just loosened solidified again.

Everyone looked at them blankly.

Xiaona said quietly, "Holy Son, do you still remember that you are in the same group with us?"

Bai Chao hummed and shook his wrist which was being held again.

"But this person is holding me back and won't let me go."

Xiaona: “…”

Everyone: "..."