113: Christian Orphanage
"Hehe, co on, Eve-Eve. You sit here."
Amya seed to have thought of a good idea. She squeezed into the car before Evelia could, then quite naturally sat down in the remaining empty seat. She turned around with a giggling smile and patted her own lap, indicating that the other girl could just sit directly on her legs.
"Amya... you... you won't take the opportunity to grope , right?"
Evelia took a cautious half-step backward. Based on her understanding of Amya, this perverted angel would never be kind enough to let her sit on her lap for free. She was definitely planning to secretly take liberties with her.
"Co on. I promise I'll be very well-behaved."
The corners of Amya's mouth couldn't stop curving upward. She wasn't worried at all that Evelia would refuse. After all, if she didn't sit on her lap, there really wouldn't be anywhere else to sit. And once she sat down, wouldn't Amya be able to do whatever she wanted?
"You..."
Watching Amya's increasingly undisguised smile, Evelia nearly crushed her little pink fist. But there was no helping it. People always had to bow to reality. In the end, she still got into the car amid Amya's smug grin and sat in Amya's embrace with a pout.
"Hehehe, Big Sister, you sll so good, you're so soft."
Just as expected, not long after Evelia sat down, Amya couldn't help but lean in. She hugged Evelia tightly like an octopus, pressing her entire face against Evelia's body and rubbing vigorously. That look of obsession and satisfaction truly resembled a love-struck little pervert.
"Hey... there are outsiders present. What about your dignity as an angel?"
Evelia couldn't do anything about Amya and could only weakly question her. But as the saying goes, a person without sha is invincible. Much less an angel like Amya. Her small hands wandered uncleanly all over Evelia's thighs. She then brought her mouth to Evelia's ear and whispered quite shalessly:
"Dignity? How many Eve-Eves can dignity buy?"
"You..."
There was no way around it. This angel was completely hopeless. Left with no choice, Evelia could only let her touch her all over at will, while she herself endured it silently with a slightly flushed face.
This perverted angel!
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"Mr. Harrison, I haven't been in Wangyou City for long and don't know much about the situation here. Could you introduce to the Christian Orphanage we're going to next?"
On the way to the orphanage, Jasmine gazed at the constantly changing scenery outside the window and suddenly felt an impulse to ask. She called out to the black-robed Father who was driving in the front seat.
"Of course, Lady Saint! I didn't expect you to actually rember my na. I'm truly flattered!"
"No need to be surprised. Although my stay hasn't been long, I rember everyone's na in the cathedral."
The Father nad Harrison seed quite surprised that Jasmine would rember his na. Jasmine just smiled faintly at this and casually spoke words that quite shocked Evelia and Amya.
"If I recall correctly, Miss Jasmine, you hadn't arrived yet when I first went to the cathedral to et Bishop Sauron, right? That ans you morized the nas of so many clergy mbers at Wangyou Grand Cathedral in less than two weeks?"
Amya hugged Evelia tightly in her arms like a life-sized body pillow while asking Jasmine with so amazent.
Jasmine smiled calmly. This skill actually wasn't unique to her. Any forr Saint substitute should have this ability. After all, as one of the Church's most important public figures, maintaining a good public image had always been fundantal.
"But... this uncle driving is actually a foreigner? I thought... tsk, get lost, she whispered extrely quietly. I saw your skin was yellow, Uncle, so I thought you were a local."
Evelia sat on Amya's lap and asked Harrison, who was driving, with so curiosity. Midway through, her expression suddenly changed because soone's unclean little hands had secretly slipped into her skirt. She softly clicked her tongue and rcilessly pulled out those unclean hands.
"How should I put it? My situation is rather special. My father was a Church practitioner, and my mother was a local from Wangyou City, surnad Zhang. The family was fairly well-off. Because her family was one of the Church's investors, she was able to et my father. When I was young, I grew up with my father, so my na was given while abroad. Later, due to my mother's health condition, I transferred from a foreign cathedral to work at Wangyou Grand Cathedral."
Well now, a mixed-race person?
No wonder his skin was yellow but he had a foreign na.
Evelia stole another glance at Harrison through the rearview mirror in the front seat. For so reason, she felt that this Uncle looked sowhat familiar, as if she had seen him sowhere before.
"Forgive , Lady Saint. I've drifted off topic a bit. The Christina Orphanage we're going to next can be considered the largest orphanage in Wangyou City. Many of our External Practitioners teach there. The current head of the orphanage is Mr. Victor, the Church's forr Bishop. And besides the head, the main person in charge is Archbishop Sauron."
"Bishop Sauron?"
Jasmine asked back with slight doubt.
"That's right. It's well-known in the Church that Bishop Sauron likes children. It's just that Lady Saint, you've only recently arrived so you might not know. But you'll understand once you go there. The children at the orphanage really like Lord Sauron too!"
Sauron actually liked children too?
Evelia was also quite surprised by this. But after thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem strange. Sauron usually gave off the feeling of a kindly white-haired old man who could even get along well with young people from ti to ti. Winning children's hearts was perfectly normal.
"But speaking of coincidences! This Christian Orphanage actually has quite a connection to you, Lady Saint!"
"Oh? What do you an?"
"Didn't you know, Lady Saint? This Christian Orphanage was single-handedly established by your adoptive father, Cardinal Howard, back when he was still a Bishop!"
"!!!"
In an instant, an extrely concealed yet nearly tangible killing intent flashed through the air.
Evelia imdiately looked at Jasmine in surprise.
At this mont, where was the tenderness Jasmine had shown before as the Saint? Her body trembled uncontrollably. Her eyes were filled with disgust and hatred. Even her fists had clenched without her realizing it.
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