Signus's appearance was like a work of art carefully sculpted by a god, and his figure was just right.
An ordinary person would look utterly miserable if doused with water. But Signus was different. Seeing him repeatedly get wet made his holy self seem vulnerable, like a god fallen to earth.
"It seems that I am always in a mess in front of you..." Signus just thought that Cheng Fu was kind-hearted and was comforting himself.
It was the same in the bathhouse, and when he was seriously injured by the pollutants, and even more so now.
It doesn’t matter to Signus what his attitude is in front of anyone, but in front of Cheng Fu, he hopes to appear in the best condition.
"How could that be?" Cheng Fu hooked his slightly damp hair with her fingers, and the wet, soft long hair stuck slightly along the curve of her fingertips. The beautiful long light golden hair hung down in Cheng Fu's hands, looking very obedient.
"When I first met you, we didn't have much contact. I just felt that you looked a little high and mighty, like a god, difficult to approach... But now it's different. I don't know if you would be unhappy if I say this, but being able to pull you down from the altar like this makes me feel... that you are within my reach."
As she was talking, Cheng Fu was thinking, this progress for today should be enough, right?
If we cooperate with Signus, then it might be better to take it slow and steady.
Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Signus suddenly placed his hand on the back of her hand, forcing her palm back to her face.
Signus's amber eyes stared only at her: "But... it's me who wants to pull you down from the altar."
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