Quick Wear: The bad girl only wants to flirt with handsome men

Chapter 227 The Mermaid Princess Who Turned into Foam 20

"Nilia, I'm sorry, the thing I promised you before will be postponed for some time."

Nilia's eyebrows were tinged with displeasure, but she still patiently asked, "Why?"

"We've been invited to the King's birthday party in the Kingdom of Krat, so we need to go. Sorry."

She snorted, her tone softening, "Okay, I accept your apology, but I want to go with you."

Yilin nodded without hesitation, "Okay, I'll have someone arrange it."

Nilia sat bored on the side, watching the handsome man handle government affairs. The sunlight just happened to shine in through the window, covering the golden hair of both of them.

"Yilin, you look dazzling."

"Hmm?" Yilin raised his head, and the sunlight shone through his hair and into his pupils.

"Very charming." After saying this, the woman suddenly leaned down and a kiss as light as a dragonfly touching the water landed on his eyes.

Yilin's pupils constricted, his mind went blank, and all his thoughts were filled with the sweetness of this moment.

But Xumi, the woman left.

Yilin touched his eyes blankly, "You..." His voice became hoarse.

Nilia smiled brightly, "I just suddenly feel that you are very affectionate."

"Really?" Yilin had completely reacted and took the initiative, grabbing the woman's wrist as she tried to move it away, "You too." He then took the initiative to move closer to Nilini and leaned over to kiss her.

The sunlight also shone on Nilia. She was wearing a transparent dress of the same color today. She was completely bathed in the sunlight, like a goddess.

Yilin moved close to Nilia, and the two of them blended into each other in the sunlight.

……

The date marked on the invitation is getting closer and closer.

"Is Ethan still sulking?"

"Yes."

"Forget it, let him be alone." Yilin sighed helplessly.

"By the way, Nilia and I will be going to the banquet together. Please prepare a jewel purple dress with a long train, and arrange a carriage."

"Yes."

After thinking for a moment, Yilin added, "It should be blue and decorated more gorgeously. She likes it."

The visitor seemed shocked for a moment. He raised his head and saw the Holy Son looking at him coldly. Then he lowered his head again and said, "I understand, Holy Son."

……

"I heard that your Palace of Light is now electing a new Pope." Nilia fiddled with her feet. After being on land for so long, she was still not used to wearing shoes.

"Nothing can be hidden from you." Yilin held a pair of crystal shoes in his hand and tried to put them on the woman.

"You might as well put them on. These shoes suit you very well."

"No." Nilia pouted, very reluctantly.

"Aren't you going to take the throne?"

A dark light flashed in Yilin's eyes. He did not answer, but asked: "Do you want me to succeed to the throne?"

"I don't know, but the voices in the palace are all in support of you. It seems that you are very popular among the people."

"Yeah." Yilin's hands held the woman's feet tightly and rubbed them. Nilia felt a little itchy and wanted to escape, but Yilin did not give in at all, so Nilia had to give up.

"You really don't plan to succeed to the throne?"

"I don't want to." There was something wrong with Yilin's tone. His voice was very low, and his golden hair was blown by the wind and fell beside his ears. A sense of loneliness inexplicably emerged in him.

Nilia suddenly put her hands under Yilin's chin, looked at him steadily, and said in a firm voice, "If you don't want to, then don't do it."

Yilin followed her movements and raised his head, hiding his excitement. "Do you really support me not to do it? They all hope that I can succeed to the throne. Even I sometimes think so."

The Temple of Light can allow two Sons of God, but can only have one Pope.

"I will support you whatever decision you make."

There was a faint glint in Yilin's golden pupils.

Nilia let go of her hand and leaned lazily against the back of the chair. "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. What's there to consider? I'm willing to succeed the throne of the Sea King just for the sake of my people. Once this matter is resolved, I will go on strike."

Nilia's relaxed tone made Yilin laugh, and the sudden loneliness he had just felt was swept away.

"Yeah." He responded softly, his tone hinting at happiness.

"It's more important for you to put on these shoes now."

Being forced to wear shoes, Nilia was unhappy, "Why do I have to wear them?"

"I don't want anyone to see your feet."

Ilin answered quickly, an answer that Nilia had not expected.

Ilin gave a devout kiss to the back of Nilia's feet. The woman's feet were very white, and they looked even whiter, tenderer and more delicate under the moonlight.

She stuttered for the first time in a long time, "Well, okay, I promise you to wear shoes..."

"As you command, Your Majesty."