Chapter 224: 224. Chapter 224 Hu Liena: Qian Brother

224. Chapter 224 Hu Liena: Qian Brother

Xie Yue's gaze secretly sized up; the more he looked, the more he felt that His Holiness the Pope was interested in his sister.

Xie Yue rolled his eyes; if His Holiness the Pope really took a liking to his sister, that would indeed be a good thing.

After all, His Holiness the Pope is the Pope of the Spirit Hall, and moreover the sole Divine Abode on the continent; fourteen years ago he even defeated the Sea God who had been a god for twenty thousand years.

Such strength is truly too strong.

If my sister Na'er really married His Holiness the Pope, then she would have nothing to worry about for the rest of her life.

After all, being able to marry the continent's sole Divine Abode, the Spirit Hall Pope Qianxunji, is the dream of every woman on the continent.

Moreover, as Hu Liena's brother, if Na'er really married Qianxunji, not only would Na'er be worry‑free for life, but I, her elder brother‑in‑law, would also be worry‑free for life.

Let alone becoming a lofty Title Douluo, perhaps even becoming a god is possible.

Thinking of these, Xie Yue's heart filled with excitement, even his breathing became a little hurried.

Meanwhile, Yan beside him saw this scene and his heart tightened.

As a man, he could likewise see that His Holiness the Pope clearly had designs on Hu Liena.

But Yan, from childhood onward, has always liked Hu Liena, and moreover he swore in his heart that he would marry no one but Hu Liena, and must strive to make her his wife.

And now, His Holiness the Pope has actually taken a liking to Hu Liena, to the goddess of his dreams.

If it were any member of the Spirit Hall's younger generation, Yan would have confidence to compete and win.

Because aside from Xie Yue, the Spirit Hall's younger generation is strongest in him, his talent is the best; competing against the Spirit Hall's younger generation, he feels no pressure, not the slightest panic.

But if His Holiness the Pope really wants to take Hu Liena, Yan would have no chance whatsoever, unless he were willing to throw away his life.

Thinking of this, Yan's heart filled with sorrow and urgency; he could only pray in his heart, hoping that although His Holiness the Pope had taken a liking to Hu Liena, he would not act on it.

At this moment, Hu Liena saw Qianxunji still holding her hands, although his big hand was quite warm.

But in front of everyone, and Qianxunji is still her teacher's husband, she knew it would be embarrassing no matter what, so she hurriedly gave a subtle reminder:

"His Holiness the Pope, my hand is a little sore; could you first let go of my hand?"

"What, your hand is a little sore; let Qian Brother rub it for you." Qianxunji looked at Hu Liena's small hand with a concerned expression, then attentively massaged her palm.

Qianxunji's thumb, with moderate pressure, massaged Hu Liena's fair little hand, starting with her ten slender jade‑like fingers, then the fair back of her hand, wrist, forearm, fragrant shoulder……

Hu Liena felt Qianxunji's big hand massaging both her arms and shoulders, and a tingling sensation spread through her whole body, extremely comfortable, making her completely relaxed.

However, His Holiness the Pope is of noble status; although she is the Spirit Hall's Saintess, everything she has comes from the Spirit Hall, from His Holiness the Pope and her teacher Bibidong—how could she let His Holiness the Pope massage her?

This, this is simply utterly improper; if anyone is to massage, it should be her massaging Qianxunji.

How could His Holiness the Pope be allowed to massage her?

Thinking of this, Hu Liena hurriedly said:

"His Holiness the Pope, don't massage me; I feel unworthy of it—let me massage you instead."

Qianxunji thought that he had never received a massage from Hu Liena before; when she was little she had also offered to massage him, but he had always refused.

Now, Hu Liena has grown up; her whole body exudes an alluring fragrance, her figure is curvaceous and bewitchingly charming, so letting her massage him is also acceptable.

Cough cough!

Qianxunji lightly coughed twice, took a chair from space and placed it on the ground, then sat down in a relaxed, sprawling manner.

"Na'er, go ahead and massage; let me see how your technique is now."

Hu Liena genuinely wanted to massage Qianxunji; seeing his agreement, she immediately beamed and said:

"His Holiness the Pope, Na'er will now massage you."

As soon as her words fell, Hu Liena extended her slender jade‑like finger onto Qianxunji's shoulder and began to massage firmly.

Shoulders, both hands, neck—she massaged these areas back and forth.

Qianxunji bore the brunt of the force; Hu Liena also exerted nearly all her strength in massaging him, and soon beads of sweat slid down her face.

Even on her snow‑white swan neck and fair beautiful back, fragrant sweat trickled down.

However, Qianxunji's keen nose could detect that the sweat Hu Liena shed had none of the ordinary human sweat odor; instead it carried a strong fragrance.

Who knows whether it is because Hu Liena awakened her fox martial soul, but her fragrant sweat carries a bewitching allure.

Qianxunji smelled it, and a fierce desire rose in his heart, wishing he could tear Hu Liena apart on the spot.

However, Qianxunji's mental power is very strong; this bewitching allure can be completely restrained by him.

But Qianxunji did not choose to restrain it; instead he let this bewitching allure entice him, because it made him feel extremely comfortable.

Hu Liena watched Qianxunji close his eyes, leaning back in the chair with a look of comfort, the corners of his mouth turning up in a satisfied smile.

At the same time, she lowered her head to size up Qianxunji.

An extremely handsome face came into view; just how handsome this face was, Hu Liena didn't know how to describe.

But she knew that in her life she had never seen a man more handsome than Qianxunji.

Her gaze slowly moved downward, and Hu Liena looked at Qianxunji's chest.

Even though a golden robe covered it, the distinct contours of his pectoral muscles could still be faintly seen.

His abdomen, the eight‑pack abs, were also faintly visible beneath the golden robe.

Thump, thump, thump……

As she watched, Hu Liena's heart naturally began to beat rapidly.

So handsome—His Holiness the Pope is not only the most handsome man she has ever seen, but his physique is also top‑notch.

Hu Liena thought, if her teacher Bibidong possessed a man as handsome, tall, and powerfully endowed as His Holiness the Pope, what happiness that would be.

Actually, Hu Liena has a secret; in her heart she does have someone she likes.

That is, the heavens are at the horizon, yet near at hand.

"His Holiness the Pope, does Na'er's massage feel comfortable?"

"Mm, very comfortable."

Qianxunji answered, and he was telling the truth; Hu Liena's massage is indeed very comfortable.

No wonder Dong'er usually likes to have Hu Liena massage her; it turns out this girl's massage technique is actually so good.

"Na'er, from now on don't call me His Holiness the Pope; just call me Qian Ge."

"Ah?" Hu Liena exclaimed in surprise upon hearing this, and quickly shook her head, saying:

"His Holiness the Pope, absolutely not, absolutely not; this is too disrespectful to you. Master will know, and will surely get angry."

Qianxunji suddenly put on a stern face, feigning anger, and said:

"Na'er, how could you not even listen to my words?"

"Quickly call me Qian Ge!"

(End of chapter)