An incomparably beautiful yet holy face rapidly drew near...
What stood out most was that lovely little mouth.
Then it pressed against Cao Xing's lips.
Their lips touched.
In that instant, Cao Xing felt as though he had been kissed by Holy Light itself, the soft sensation like an angel's wings.
After a brief moment of stunned confusion, Cao Xing came back to his senses.
He wrapped an arm around her slender, holy body.
Even through her pajamas, he could feel Isabelle's softness.
He had known before that, unlike her breathtaking features, her figure was her true perfection.
Cao Xing's large hand slid around her waist.
Her smooth skin felt like clean pebbles, bringing him a sensation unlike anything he had experienced before.
The two lingered together for nearly three or four minutes, their body heat steadily rising before they gradually parted.
At that moment, this incomparably holy woman with a devilish figure was held in Cao Xing's arms, her face especially flushed.
Cao Xing asked, "Isabelle, can clergy do this sort of thing?"
"Will it have any effect?"
Upon hearing that, a hazy look appeared in the Holy Light Priest's amber-like eyes.
She gently shook her head. "If it's with my lord, it's alright..."
Hearing that, Cao Xing no longer had any reservations.
He leaned in and kissed her again.
"Mm..."
Isabelle's shoulders trembled lightly, and her fair fingers tightly gripped Cao Xing's arm.
Just as before, Isabelle was like an incarnation of Holy Light, her entire body filled with sacred radiance.
Cao Xing was savoring the taste of Holy Light to his heart's content.
A few minutes later, Cao Xing carried her back to the bed.
Her half-damp hair rested against a flawless white pillow.
Her tall figure lay flat upon the bed, allowing his gaze to travel