Chapter 1948: I Cannot Help You

Chen Yu stared at Xueli, truly wanting to dig this woman's brain out to wash it clean.

He truly did not know how this woman's brain was grown; how could she have that "I know everything, I understand everything, but I cannot do that" look?

"I am very sorry..." Xueli stood up: "Chatting with you is very pleasant, but I really cannot help you with your matter."

"Heh, alright." Chen Yu nodded slowly: "Let's not talk about this for now."

"Inviting you out today was originally to treat you to a meal; chatting about these things has delayed our eating, let's have the dishes served."

"Good." Xueli nodded and sat back down.

It was just that her expression was somewhat reserved; it seemed she felt a bit embarrassed because she had rejected Chen Yu.

"Have you always been single?" Chen Yu suddenly asked such a question out of the blue.

"Why... do you have such a question?" Xueli was slightly stunned, not understanding the reason.

"Haha, nothing, just suddenly felt curious about your private matters; if it was abrupt, you can just not answer me." Chen Yu said with a laugh.

"It is not that it was abrupt, but rather that no one has ever asked me a similar question before." Xueli said while pondering.

"Why is that?" Chen Yu said with a smile: "Are they afraid, or?"

"Afraid, I suppose; after all, I am the Saintess, and my title contains the word 'Saint'." Xueli said: "And within the Pope, I am a holy and inviolable existence."

"So, ordinary people would not be interested in my private matters."

"You are so beautiful; if you have never felt the sensation of being cared for in this life, that is truly a great pity." Chen Yu said with some regret.

"Ha, is that so?" Xueli smiled slightly: "Regarding such care, I do not care too much."

"The care I speak of is not referring to emotional care." Chen Yu said leisurely: "But physical care."

"What did you say?" Xueli's brows locked slightly; Chen Yu's words had already caused her offense.

If it were someone else, she would have turned hostile long ago, but Chen Yu saying it so suddenly made her feel somewhat curious.

"Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that; however, where you are, matters between men and women are relatively open, so has no one ever expressed... some kind of desire to you?" Chen Yu asked.

"What exactly do you mean by saying this?" Xueli stared coldly at Chen Yu.

"It means nothing, just pure curiosity." Chen Yu said with a smile: "Miss Xueli, you have given too much for the Pope."

"So what? It is my duty." Xueli said coldly: "Do not bring up such strange questions again in the future, otherwise I will treat it as you intentionally offending me."

"I... will try; this flower is for you." Chen Yu flipped his hand and, like a magic trick, produced a small seven-colored flower from his hand.

This small flower had seven colors and was very beautiful; furthermore, there were dots of green light upon it, and it was overflowing with Spiritual Energy.

As soon as the flower was brought out, Xueli was completely captivated by this small flower; she opened her eyes wide: "Wow... what a beautiful little flower."

"Do you like it?" Chen Yu asked.

Xueli stared at the flower without blinking, then nodded slightly.

"If you like it, then it is yours." Chen Yu handed the flower into her hands.

"Re... really? Is this for me?" Xueli held the flower, looking pleasantly surprised.

It could be seen that she truly liked this flower; she held it in her hands, looking at it over and over, almost unable to put it down.

"This flower has a name, called Nine Netherworlds, and it lives in lands of bitter cold." Chen Yu said: "It is a rare type of Heavenly Treasure."

"It is naturally seven-colored; once picked after maturing, it will not wither for ten thousand years, it is only a pity that the quantity is too small."

"Is it very rare?" Xueli raised her head to look at Chen Yu; because she was too excited, her two eyes were slightly flushed.

"Yes, it is a very rare flower." Chen Yu nodded affirmatively.

"Then... you gave me such a precious flower, is there any special meaning?" Xueli asked.

"There is." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "The emotion this flower represents is very rich; generally speaking, it is only given to someone one likes."

Xueli was stunned, and her heart began to thump wildly.

She felt somewhat panicked; she felt that Chen Yu was hinting at something to her.

"Do you know? No one has ever given me flowers; you are the first." Xueli raised her head and looked at Chen Yu with a dazed gaze.

"And... the words you just said made me have an inexplicable sense of being moved; I do not know what the reason for this is."

"This is care, care from a man." Chen Yu looked serious, with the air of an old romantic: "Such care cannot be expressed in words; do you feel it?"

"I feel it." Xueli nodded earnestly; she closed her eyes and earnestly felt the care coming from Chen Yu.

"There is also physical care." Chen Yu said.

"What kind of feeling is that?" Xueli asked.

"The joy of men and women; this feeling can only be understood, not expressed in words." Chen Yu slowly raised his head, and a faint blue light flickered in his eyes.

In that instant, Xueli was stunned; she entered into an illusory world.

A large bed covered in fresh flowers, pink lighting, everything looked ambiguous and gentle.

She stroked the soft bed and looked at the surrounding style; for a moment, her heart was filled with strange emotions.

She hoped that in this room filled with romance, there would be a gentleman.

And when she turned her head, she saw Chen Yu right behind her.

The emotions she had suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed; she stepped forward and suddenly hugged Chen Yu.

And this Chen Yu before her eyes was naturally an illusion, but within his Illusion, Xueli could not extricate herself.

Following wave after wave of impact, Xueli obtained satisfaction.

And she suddenly returned to reality; her legs felt weak, and although she originally insisted on maintaining her body to keep from falling, she struggled for a long time before feeling her delicate body go soft, and then with a thud, she collapsed onto the chair.

She was drenched in fragrant sweat from head to toe, gasping for air, and then raised her head to look at Chen Yu with a stunned expression.

She truly could not believe her own eyes; she, the dignified Saintess of the Pope, could not even withstand a single Illusion?

And the other party had made her submit in such a shameful way; this made her feel it was truly incredible.

"Chen Yu... you" Xueli raised her head in disbelief; her delicate body was trembling violently.

"This was just an illusion; I had no other meaning, just letting you experience it." Chen Yu said with a smile: "Women are naturally meant to be protected; no woman is strong all the time."