The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 673 Elf Prince (21)

Bethel's face was bright red, her eyelashes trembled violently, her voice was soft and cute after being drunk, "Why did Lady Frances kiss Bethel?"

"There's no reason, just kiss if you want." Fenghua replied casually.

The perfunctory answer obviously couldn't satisfy the elf's curiosity, and Bethel couldn't help feeling wronged, her petal-like lips were tightly pressed, and some words hidden in her heart were said by the opportunity of drunkenness: "So, Lady Frances also Will you kiss someone else?"

"What do you think?"

Her Majesty the Empress raised her eyebrows, and on her snow-white and delicate face, there was an expression that my male favorite was asking some stupid question.

Bethel lowered his head slightly, didn't see it, but felt that he was extremely wronged, and some kind of sour emotion came to his heart, and he couldn't help pouring out: "Yes."

Fenghua: "..."

Meow meow meow?
You tell me again.

Bethel's ice blue and dark red pupils were filled with mist, and his eyelashes trembled. He bit his lip and lowered his voice: "That Leo kissed you just now..."

Overtones: You didn't say no.

Ok?
When did Leo kiss me?Why don't I know?
Fenghua couldn't help being slightly puzzled, then she thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized——

When young master Leo met, he held her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

The woman couldn't help but bent her lips, and gently lifted Bethel's delicate chin with two long, crystal-clear fingers. She lowered her head to look at him, and said with a smile, "Bethel, you are really...cute."

Bethel's eyelashes trembled, and they were raised little by little. His pupils with light mist looked at the beautiful woman with a languid smile, and did not speak.

Even if Lady Frances praised her cuteness, the elf felt that she couldn't be happy.

"Bethel, Leona is not kissing me, but a very common etiquette in Western human countries-kissing hands."

Seeing that the elves were not in a high mood, Fenghua explained to Bethel that the low voice was extraordinarily alluring in the darkened night, piercing into people's hearts bit by bit.

"Hand kisses, face kisses, and hugs...these western etiquettes are very common in the human world, they don't have any meaning, they are purely polite."

"Besides, even if Leo kissed the back of my hand, I didn't take the initiative, did I?" Fenghua raised his eyebrows, his blood-red lips curled up in a half-smile, his snow-white and delicate face was stained with a hint of playfulness, "So, Bethel, you really don't have to... be jealous."

She said the last two words lightly and lightly, but they fell heavily on Bethel's heart.

Like thunder.

Bang, bang, bang bang...

The elf's ears heard the violent heartbeat coming from his chest.

It's about to jump out of the throat.

Bethel swallowed.

……it's wired.

What exactly does the jealousy in the mouth of Master Frances mean?
Why is his heart beating so fast again?

The simple-minded elf still doesn't understand these questions, but looking at the beautiful and playful smile on the red lips of the woman in front of him, his body reacts instinctively—the heartbeat is uncontrollable.

Seeing Bethel's reaction in his eyes, Fenghua raised his eyebrows amusedly, and continued to tease him.

The white fingertips caressed the elf's lips.

Laughed softly.

"If one day, Bethel sees me like this with his own eyes..."

(End of this chapter)