Chapter 41 The Honest Man
The banquet was over, the guests left, and only the church members were left in the hall. The pope, who had little presence, coughed twice and asked the other six deadly sins to sit next to Shen Yan.
Shen Yan sat in the main seat. He was persuaded to drink a lot of wine at the table. His skin was steaming a bright red pink. His eyes were half-closed and he leaned sideways in his chair.
Even in this state, he still couldn't put the wine down. He held the cup and sipped slowly, with a faint smile on his lips and his eyes wide open.
There was only a little wine left in the goblet. After Ana Shen drank it all, he stared at the transparent cup for a while, then brought the rim of the cup to his mouth.
Of course not.
He frowned in dissatisfaction, but continued to do this stupid thing relentlessly, insisting on getting some wine to drink from the empty cup.
The arrogant man named Li Wentuo, who was closest to him, took Shen Yan's cup lightly, poured the wine quickly under Shen Yan's confused and slightly angry gaze, and put it back in Shen Yan's hand.
Ana Shen stared at the cup in silence for a few seconds, then looked at him slowly, "You are fine."
"My pleasure." Li Wentuo chuckled.
Seeing Li Wen's fawning look, cool sister Chen Yushui's mouth twitched as if she was about to laugh. Chen Yumu next to her tugged at her clothes without making a sound. The two looked at each other, and Chen Yushui forced herself to hold back her laughter.
She should actually try to curry favor with Ana Shen.
The cult only allows people to enter but not leave. This place is too evil. She has always wanted to leave with her sister, but has failed several times.
Now that Shen Yan has been arranged to this position, being close to him might give him a chance to leave.
The Pope took in all these people's plans and bowed respectfully.
"You should go back and rest. In addition to the priest, can you please choose another Holy Son to take you?"
Ana Shen supported his head and reacted for a while, then looked at Li Wentuo.
Li Wentuo was not surprised, he smiled gently, and stood up to help Ana Shen.
Before he could touch him, Ana Shen suddenly shifted his gaze and looked at the honest man with his head down at the end of the seat.
"Let him come."
The honest man suddenly looked up, not expecting that he would be chosen, and seemed to be unable to react for a moment, looking at Ana Shen without saying a word.
“Him? He can’t do it.” Li Wentuo’s smile remained unchanged, and he leaned close to Ana Shen’s ear and whispered, “Sir Saint Son, I can help you do what I told you before tonight.”
Ana Shen paused for a few seconds, pursed her lips and glanced at Li Wentuo quickly, the blush on her cheeks becoming more intense.
Before he could open his mouth to agree, the honest man suddenly stood up from his seat and stuttered, "I, I can too!"
All the surprised eyes were focused on the honest man.
Now everyone knows that pleasing Ana Shen is the first solution to realize their wishes. There are a lot of little tricks in their stomachs, but they are not as obvious as Li Wentuo.
The only difference is the honest man. He is lazy, and even his desires seem to be lazy. He looks submissive from beginning to end. He is particularly afraid of death, but he does not show much desire to survive.
The fact that we are actively striving for it now is really impressive, but also a bit confusing.
"You probably don't know what we are talking about." Li Wentuo said gently, "So don't join in the fun."
The honest man suddenly got stubborn and said, "I can do what you can do."
Li Wentuo sneered: "You are more suitable for the position of arrogance than me."
"I can do it," said the honest man.
Ana Shen yawned and looked at the honest man lazily, “Then it’s you, take me back.”
Li Wentuo, barely concealing his hostility and murderous intent, sat back silently.
Being too positive after being rejected can actually cause annoyance.
Shen Yan likes this kind of guy who doesn't talk much and looks honest?
Li Wentuo sneered, looked at his blurry reflection in the shiny silver plate, and tried to act like an honest man.
Not really.
He withdrew his gaze dejectedly and watched Shen Yan being picked up by Ruan Zhixian and leaving the banquet hall with the priest.
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Fang Luo endured it all the way to the door.
Along the way, he repeatedly hinted and asked Ruan Zhixian to hand Shen Yan over to him, but this fool pretended not to understand and changed the subject in just a few words.
He looks honest, but he is not stupid.
It is even possible that he is the most scheming person of all.
Fang Luo looked a little cold. He stopped in front of the door, looked at him coldly, and said directly: "You can leave now."
The honest man said timidly: "But... I haven't helped him... wash up..."
Fang Luo sneered, and just as he was about to say something, Ana Shen raised his eyes and waved at him impatiently, “Go away.”
After saying that, she snuggled into the honest man's arms again and urged him weakly, "Hurry up."
The honest man looked at Fang Luo: "What should I do? Father, Master Lust asked you to leave."
Fang Luo: “…”
Just bear with it.
Fang Luo's expression became colder and colder. He opened the door for the honest man, and for some reason he stood at the door for a while before leaving.
As soon as Ana Shen entered the room, he jumped off Ruan Zhixian and went into the bathroom on his own.
He came out half an hour later, already changed into pajamas.
Shen Yan didn't even look at the returning telephone pole version of Ruan Zhixian standing over there, and got into bed to prepare for sleep.
I really drank too much today. My body feels weak and my brain is slow to react.
There must be a reason why the Pope asked him to choose someone, but he was too lazy to think about it now.
It was really difficult for him to pretend to be a pious saint at this time, and he couldn't say for sure whether everyone, including the priest, would do something while he was drunk.
The priest is not good, he is annoying.
If you don’t understand gluttony, you can’t use it.
The two little girls from the Chen family are not suitable.
As a greedy Adlai, he is a good choice, but this guy talks too much and his mind is like a hornet's nest. He doesn't want to use his brain too much tonight.
Li Wentuo's ambition was visible to the naked eye, and he was secretly trying to seduce him at the table, implying that he was very capable, obedient, versatile, and extremely competent.
Ana Shen didn't know why he thought of himself as gay, nor did he know why he thought he was the one below. After thinking about it, he didn't refute it and agreed to it.
Give him hope, give him a try, and find out what his real intention is behind his eagerness.
Not only Li Wentuo, Ana Shen is also observing what the others really want.
He is the Son of God who does whatever he wants, so of course he wants to get more benefits from others and bring some benefits to his family.
In short, after all considerations, Ruan Zhixian is safer.
To some extent, the two of them know each other well.
Neither Ruan Zhixian nor he could be considered as gays who were born to like men; they just happened to do it, accidentally, and carelessly.
If there was nothing else to irritate Ruan Zhixian, no one would bother him.
Shen Yan sank into the bed with relaxation, and sleepiness gradually came.
The quilt was lifted, and a hot man, who had also taken a shower, came up from behind.
He grabbed Ana Shen's waist and pulled her into his arms with great strength. Ana Shen knew that he couldn't break free, so he let him hold him and said calmly, "Aren't you an honest man? Can't pretend anymore?"
"Brother, what did you say? I don't understand." The honest man: "Then, what did that man say to you? I can do that too."
Shen Yan laughed silently, he was really sleepy, and said casually: "He said he is very fierce."
Honest man: “…”
"He said he was very capable and could do things for a long time at a stretch."
Honest man: "Brother."
Ana Shen added slowly, his voice getting weaker and weaker, “Do…housework…for a long time…”
Fell asleep.
Ruan Zhixian carefully and slowly raised his upper body, and looked down at Shen Yan, who was breathing evenly, expressionlessly.
The corners of Ana Shen’s eyes and mouth were red. The few glasses of wine on the ship before were obviously not painful to him. The puppy who could pull his tie to provoke him and almost bite through his knuckles now lay obediently in his arms.
His eyelashes were thick and long, and a thin layer of eyelids covered his amber, clear eyes.
He is a good actor, a little bad, and I don’t understand what he is going to do.
After staring for more than an hour, Ruan Zhixian slowly lay back down.
The two-in-one shower gel and shampoo from the cult has a light herbal scent, which is quite different from the light lemon mint scent I smelled before.
Only by getting close, pressing tightly, and pressing your nose against Shen Yan's skin and sniffing hard, can you smell a little bit of Shen Yan's scent hidden under these chemicals.
Sweet.
Like sugar.
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The next day, the priest came early and asked Ana Shen to get up.
Seeing Shen Yan being held by Ruan Zhixian on the bed, Fang Luo's heart skipped a beat.
On the one hand, he felt a little jealous because Ana Shen, who grew up in his aesthetic point and was very impatient with him these days, was so close to others.
On the other hand, there is a strong sense of crisis.
Ana Shen is his hope to complete the mission. If someone gains Ana Shen’s full trust before him, his mission will only become more difficult.
In fact, he had received a message from above last night, suggesting that he could stop and find a chance to escape, as this matter was no longer something the guard team could control.
He pretended not to understand and insisted on completing the task.
They didn't force him to retreat, but subtly hinted to him not to forget his roots.
The identity of a priest puts him close to Shen Yan, which makes it easy for him to gain benefits. Now a bunch of people are eyeing his position, and he is very dangerous in the church. Being replaced is easy to say, but what he is afraid of is assassination.
He had to regain Ana Shen’s trust before those people took action.
It’s actually quite simple.
Fang Luo's mind was working quickly, and he deliberately made some noise when placing the food from the dining cart on the table.
Shen Yan opened his eyes drowsily, his hair sticking up from sleep, and he sat up and looked towards the source of the sound.
Fang Luo looked at him for a few seconds, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, he put down the work in his hands, took two quick steps to the bed, lifted up Ana Shen's hair, controlled his head, and pressed his thumb heavily on his brow.
Ana Shen’s head hurt from being pressed, so she waved her hand and knocked Fang Luo’s arm away, and said impatiently: “I didn’t say anything about you waking me up early in the morning, but why are you still going crazy?”
Fang Luo let go as if waking up from a dream, looked at the person next to Ana Shen with a serious expression, and said coldly: “Get out.”
The honest man was confused: "What?"
“Alan Ana, let him go out, I have something to tell you.”
Fang Luo's sudden change in attitude caused Ana Shen, who was originally irritated, to change his expression slightly, "What's wrong?"
Fang Luo ordered firmly: "Let him out."
Ever since Shen Yan was "pregnant", Shen Yan, who had never been treated with such a cold attitude, no longer hesitated and directly drove Ruan Zhixian out.
When they were the only two left in the room, Ana Shen asked apprehensively, “My father, what’s wrong?”
Fang Luo silently apologized to Ana Shen in his heart, then approached Ana Shen and asked:
"What did you do yesterday?"
"Why can't I feel the Son of God in your belly?"
Shen Yan was shocked.
Fang Luo took two steps forward, put his palm against Ana Shen’s lower abdomen, applied a little force, and his expression became even colder.
“Alan Shen, you lost the Son of God.”
"No one will forgive you except me."
Ana Shen stared at him in a daze, feeling in his heart that this buddy really has something.
The priest couldn't offer any benefits, but coercion was easy.
The cult system is chaotic, and fabricating stories has become the norm. The identity of a priest makes it very convenient to fabricate stories.
The Son of God was originally a fabricated concept, and was only used as an excuse to facilitate the actions of all parties.
But the stupid Son of God didn't know that he really thought he was pregnant, and he really felt that he was supreme because he was pregnant with the Son of God.
At first, Shen Yan was simply happy because she was pregnant, but after being complimented, the vanity and greed of human nature revived, and the Son of God became a tool for his comfortable life. His faith was shaken by power and money, and he became ungodly.
That is why, when his authority is taken back, he should——
"You're talking nonsense!" Shen Yan was shaking all over, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or afraid. He pushed the priest hard, causing him to stagger. He tried to leave, but he was at a loss and said, "Where's the Pope? I want to find the Pope! I didn't do anything, how is it possible, how is it possible!"
Fang Luo pulled him back, and the place where Shen Yan had just pushed him was aching. He was surprised that Shen Yan was so strong, but he remained calm and said quickly:
"I am your priest. I am responsible for you and the child of God in your belly. Of course I will not lie to you or harm you. But if the Pope knows about this, we will both die!"
"How could this happen...I don't believe it!"
Ana Shen covered her face and trembled all over. After a few seconds, she suddenly looked up, grabbed the priest’s wrist, and begged, “Father, my father, please save me.”
Fang Luo immorally admired Ana Shen’s desperate look at the moment, then sighed, patted his shoulder, and said softly: “My child, I, Fang Luo, swear in the name of Ana…”
“Fang Luo?” Shen Yan, who heard Fang Luo’s name for the first time, suddenly interrupted him, “Your name is Fang Luo?”
Fang Luo's file was also taken care of by someone in the bureau. His experience and resume were transferred to another person with the same name and surname. At this moment, he was very calm and smiled, "Of course, I didn't even have the chance to tell you my name."
Ana Shen: “Team number 656687, captain of the third guard team in District 13?”
Fang Luo: “……?”
In a flash, someone's vest fell off and a new vest was born.
"I'm your superior, team number 00056." Shen Yan patted the shoulder of the pope who was brutally killed by Ruan Zhixian in the later stage of the future cult development without saying a word, and sighed: "Xiao Luo, you are very dedicated, there is only one thing I have to mention."
Fang Luo: "...You say."
Ana Shen glanced at that part of his body secretly, “We are all colleagues, I hope you can keep your distance in the future without affecting the mission, and don’t do this anytime and anywhere…”
"Excited."
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