The voice from above entered her ears.
Lei Qie realized what he should do after hearing that, but he still hadn't sorted out his thoughts. He raised his head slowly.
A face that was as exquisite as ever came into view from below. Especially from this direction, one could see her light pink lips and dense eyelashes. She was so beautiful that one could not tell whether she was a man or a woman.
The silver-haired young priestess looked at him deeply. Her eyes were so focused that it was as if the whole world could see him alone. The only figure that was imprinted in her eyes was him.
Lei Qie's breathing quickened. His forehead was gently caressed by a hand. The smooth and cool touch was very comfortable.
This hand came from the silver-haired priest in front of him, and it was as delicate as snow jade.
"It is indeed the royal family's golden pupils."
