Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 232 Another truth?

This embrace was so cold that there was no warmth, like a deep cold night, with oppression and confinement, Della had the illusion that she was about to suffocate.

After a long time, Elvis finally relaxed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and put his hand on the chestnut hair. That hand was also cold and without warmth.

"Ivis, why do I have temperature but not?"

"Because you are a special existence."

Warmth and light are her essence, and Ivis put his hand on her face, the warm touch made him a little fascinated, and he didn't want to leave.

Her eyebrows, her eyes, have long been imprinted in his heart from the first glimpse of the martial arts field...

The deep blood eyes gradually approached, and in the eyes of this cold person who had no warmth, Della actually saw a bit of heat. For some reason, she always felt that these eyes should be blue, which would be more consistent.

The cold touch fell on his forehead, and he kissed the center of his brow lightly. Della froze suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to push her. Before touching her, Elvis let go of her.

"Do you hate me so much?" His Excellency the Duke smiled self-deprecatingly, with a bit of coolness, no matter what he couldn't compare to that person...

But this time, even if it is self-inflicted, he will do so.

"No..." There was guilt and confusion in Della's eyes, and she was eager to explain to him, but she didn't know how to explain it.

Should I tell Elvis that I pushed him away because of the instinctive disgust and resistance in my heart?
"Della, I can promise you anything you ask, except...leave me." The Duke's voice was deep and deep, he hugged Della again, rested his head on her shoulder, and sprayed his cold breath on her neck , Della's deep panic and fear rose from the bottom of her heart.

Don't trust anyone but yourself...

Rose's unpredictable expression and struggling tone emerged from the bottom of her heart. Is Elvis also an outsider who was excluded?
"Even if you want to cover up the sinner who hurt you, I can turn a blind eye."

Sensing the girl's instant nervousness, the handsome and treacherous Duke's mouth curled up slightly, and he closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of her hair intoxicatedly.

"Hey, I'll take you out on the day of the blood festival." The tone became a little relaxed, like coaxing a child who is not good.

"What is the blood festival?"

Della ignored the discomfort and asked Elvis about the unfamiliar term.

"Celebrate the great ancestor who led us into the magic way and escape from the control. Not only the blood race, but other races will also have their own festivals in their own territories."

Taking advantage of Della's unpreparedness, he secretly kissed her on the cheek. After being exposed to the warmth, he would feel like an addiction. He just wanted to get closer and hold those warm hands all the time.

Della was stunned. The expression of Elvis just now gave her an instant sense of familiarity, but the feeling was too faint, so faint that she wondered if it was an illusion.

"You will never forget it."

Elvis chuckled, as if it wasn't the terrifying Duke who just made that move.

He suddenly lowered his eyes and saw Della's exposed hand, his eyes instantly became extremely dangerous.

"I just thought it was just the sinner who got out of control and hurt you, but fortunately he managed it. Now it seems that things are not so simple..."

Della wanted to retract her hand into the quilt, but Elvis grabbed it just in time. His hand was like a cold clamp, firmly encircling the girl's fair and delicate wrist.

Being pulled suddenly, Della bumped into her hard chest before she had time to react, and the elegant smell of the white rose hit her face.

Ives closed his eyes and sniffed Della's injured wrist, and suddenly opened his eyes, bright red in his eyes.

"Tell me, who broke in here?"

(End of this chapter)