The reserve food raised is the Elf King

Louis took Isabella to a lake behind the palace.

"There is actually a lake in the underground kingdom!" Isabella exclaimed in ignorance.

The azure blue lake is clear and vast, sparkling under the night. The golden stars are reflected on the lake, and as the breeze blows, they seem to turn the night sky and the world upside down.

This lake was also left by Mr. Julong back then, and it is very in line with the aesthetics of the Julong clan.

Sure enough, Isabella admired the lake more than anything.

Miss Julong hugged her legs and sat on the hillside by the lake, and excitedly began to dream about her dream after graduation. "When I go home, I will dig a big lake like this in the back mountain and fill it with blue magma. It will not melt if I use it again." The gold decorates the lake surface, and when the wind blows in the valley of Flame Ash Mountain, it will definitely be more beautiful than your lake!"

"Is there still blue magma?" Louis sat next to her, turning his head and looking gently.

The wind by the lake blew up his blond hair, and the fluffy curls were flying in the wind. The ends of my hair followed the path of the wind and fell just in front of me when I was about to go to work.

Then he was grabbed by a tender white hand.

"As long as I want it, my brother will definitely get it for me."

Isabella smiled and said, "Lulu, let me braid your hair."

Louis glanced at the girl. The girl's bright eyes were more dazzling than the stars in the sky. He couldn't bear to refuse.

"it is good."

The two sat by the lake all night, chatting from time to time. Louis seemed to understand Miss Dragon's thoughts very well, and often led the conversation, accompanying her to imagine a happy life after returning home in the future, and Isabella could hardly stop talking.

Later, the first ray of sunlight suddenly appeared in the distance.

Isabella leaned on Louis' shoulder in a daze, covering her small mouth and yawning widely, while holding on to his blond hair with her other hand and not letting go.

"Go to sleep, Bella."

Lewis’s deep voice seemed gentler than the dawn sunshine.

Isabella still wanted to struggle, "I haven't seen the sunrise here yet."

Lewis gently stroked the girl's head, "There will be opportunities in the future."

I will always be here waiting for you.

If you would like to come.

El Casa is a secret place isolated from the rest of the world. It is an upside-down underground world with no real sun. All natural scenes are like illusions based on powerful magic, a peaceful and beautiful illusory kingdom.

When foreigners enter Elcasa, they need to abide by the laws of this secret realm, suppress their own strength to less than half, and promise not to cause harm to Elcassa, otherwise they will be cursed by fate.

As long as they do not leave El Casa, the residents here can live peacefully and happily forever, free from external disputes.

Siblings Louis and Nancy were living on the black market. Their parents were killed and the entire royal family perished because they were invited by an old friend with whom they had maintained friendship for thousands of years to attend a banquet in the outside world. As a result, he was betrayed and ambushed by the human Wilton family at the banquet, and he was almost wiped out.

Only two children, Louis and Nancy, escaped and were hunted countless times. Especially Louis, as the heir of El Casa, his blood can unlock the secret treasure of El Casa. Therefore, he had to remain anonymous, even change his gender and age, and hide in embarrassment.

By chance, Isabella was brought to Clavia and sheltered under the wings of the dragon.

This saved the entire tribe from being occupied by the greedy Wilton family.

Over the years, Louis worked hard and mercilessly retaliated against all those who betrayed their family. His vigorous and resolute methods also shocked those villains who coveted Elcasa.

He then returned to El Casa.

Nancy is not the heir to the kingdom, she has relative freedom to pursue her heart's desires. It's a pity that Louis can't do it. He is the only one left in the entire royal family of Alcasa. His blood is related to the safety of Elcasa, so Louis cannot pursue his ideals willfully.

He can only watch from a distance

Longing for the gods to favor Elcasa again, and also favor him.

Let one day in the future, maybe the great dragon will pass by his world for the third time.

There was a heavy weight on his shoulders, and the girl's even breathing sounded in his ears.

Louis' steady eyes passed through the vast lakeside, through the magnificent golden buildings standing in the distance, and through the last gloom of twilight.

Watched the entire sunrise alone.

"Good day, my Miss Bella."

The blond prince smiled slightly, the smile on his lips showing a bit of sadness.

Isabella slept in a dark sleep, and when she woke up, she found that she was no longer by the lake, but back on the big bed in her palace.

The huge dragon tail was occupying most of the bed carelessly. It was probably accidentally released in his sleep, and it almost burst the long skirt on his body.

Isabella moved her tail, and then she felt something was wrapped around the tip of her tail.

The ice-cool touch follows the texture of the scales, making it very comfortable.

Miss Dragon subconsciously rolled it up with her tail, rolled it into her arms, and put it into her arms. She wasn't too sleepy yet, and while she was humming lazily, she hugged the cold thing in her arms a little tighter.

Actions like this have been done thousands of times.

then

His head was covered by a large handful of golden blond hair.

Isabella "?"

What the hell?

Depend on!

It can’t be Louis!

In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of the two of them actually sleeping together last night, she deliberately dragged him out and wandered around all night. Did he actually let him succeed in the sneak attack at the last second in the early morning? ! ?

Isabella was suddenly startled.

He quickly pulled away the thick, soft blond hair in front of his eyes.

Then, he met a pair of pure silver narrow eyes.

"Lance—?!"

The girl's voice was full of surprise.

She didn't seem to expect that the person on the bed was him.

Such a tone made the elf's eyes flash with a hint of darkness, condensing into thick black ink in the depths of his pupils.

If you don’t want it to be him, then who do you want?

Louis?

This kind of speculation made the elf's mind become more and more unstable, and the calm that had been suppressed for a long time was broken at this moment.

Before Isabella could realize why Lancelot appeared on her bed when she woke up, the elf quickly leaned over and completely pressed her onto the bed.

A passionate kiss fell on the corners of the girl's lips that were slightly open in surprise, and he moved straight in deftly, blocking all her exclamations and other words.

"Well!!!"

What are you doing!

Why do you kiss each other even if they don't agree with each other?

Is this what an elf should do? ? !

Д！

Isabella was shocked, her glass bead-like eyes widened slightly, reflecting the elf's brows and eyes that were close at hand.

Isabella was not used to the overly intense entanglement. She frowned subconsciously and kept retracting her soft tongue, trying to avoid the elf's almost predatory attack.

But this has no real effect.

On the contrary, the elf who no longer suppressed his inner desire became more and more aggressive.

Lancelot raised a hand and covered Isabella's wide-open eyes, as if he dared not look directly at the light in her eyes, shining on his despicable and powerful self at this moment.

The dark red eyes of the elf were clearly reflected in the foggy eyes, and the storm swept through the silver eyes, with a desire that almost wanted to devour everything.

do not look at me

The despicable me thinks of getting you.

Like a madman.

His eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

Isabella's eyelashes twitched instinctively, feeling the palm covering her eyelids. The elf's palm had no lines, and the slightly cool skin was filled with warmth at the moment.

"Enough!"

Isabella finally reacted and pushed Lancelot on the shoulder, but her limbs were so limp from being kissed that she couldn't push the elf away.

There was a sudden pain in my lip.

I don't know who bit the corner of whose lip, and a faint fishy sweetness suddenly filled the mouth.

The smell of blood irritated Isabella.

She subconsciously had a clever idea, and an inorganic silver light erected in her eyes. The tail that was pressed to his side swung up instinctively, picked up the elf on top of him, and slammed him out.

"Clang-!"

There was a loud bang that almost made a big hole in the wall.

Lancelot was slammed against the wall at the end of the palace.

His whole body was completely numb from the impact, and he could only fall weakly along the wall.

A huge crystal vase on the table was deflected by the force of his fall. It swayed around on the table several times and hit him again with a "snap".

"There is a roar".

There was a crackling sound.

The crystal fragments of the vase fell to the floor, and the sharp crystal cut the elf's skin again.

A faint smell of blood, mixed with the cold smell of fir trees, filled the empty palace.

""

Only then did the entire palace return to tranquility.

The power of the dragon's tail should not be underestimated, not to mention that Isabella had no control at all and relied entirely on instinct.

He threw Lancelot out with almost all his strength.

No matter how powerful the Elf King is, there is no way to resist and defend against this attack from the dragon. What's more, Lancelot has always been defenseless against Isabella. He seemed to know that Isabella was unwilling to really hurt him, so he dared to vent his emotions so unscrupulously.

——This was indeed the case for Isabella.

When she was at the academy, Miss Dragon was always extremely gentle with her Elf Reserve Mr. It was like taking careful care of a golden flower, soft and sticky like a sticky candy, entangling him in airtight sweet words every day.

This makes Lancelot think that Isabella will always be good to him.

But now

His limbs and bones felt like they were smashed into pieces.

The elf was lying on the ground in a state of disgrace.

It wasn't just the crystal vase that was broken.

It seems that there is also a heart that cannot be loved.

The messy blond hair covered his cheeks, and the originally spotless robe was broken. The fragments of petals and soil scattered in the vase fell on his body, and the white robe was stained with dust.

One arm has a slightly strange curvature.

He was the first to hit the wall just now. He didn't have time to dodge for protection and directly broke his bones.

Isabella ""

She looked at Lancelot in the far corner. He seemed unable to get up from the ground for a long time, and the whole dragon was stunned.

In Isabella's impression, Lancelot had never been so embarrassed.

He was always calm and at ease, with a cold and somewhat arrogant temper, but in front of her he would work hard to control his distance, and he was incredibly gentle. Even though he returned to Pudacino and was crowned queen, his personality became a bit unstable, but Isabella actually didn't hate Lance like that.

——Except he almost caused himself to fail to graduate.

This cannot be easily forgiven.

But it’s not like I’m going to whip him to death, right? qq

Isabella felt that Lancelot was not guilty of this.

She subconsciously scratched her hair and secretly glanced at the big tail behind her.

Instantly speechless.

“╯‵□′╯!”

The silver-white fat tail was leisurely and proudly raised in the air, looking proud and proud, with its scales raised proudly, obviously waiting for Isabella to praise it for doing the right thing.

A dragon does not accept coercion. Even if Isabella is willing to indulge Lancelot's behavior occasionally, her instinct imprinted in her bones and blood will make her maintain the dragon's unshakable dignity.

So like now -

The tail of the dragon lady personally deigned to teach the elf how to behave.

Let me teach you how to do it!

Isabella was speechless and faintly collapsed, but what could she, a giant dragon, do about what her tail had done.

Hold your nose and admit it.

Moreover, in a sense, Lancelot, the bad guy, deserves to be beaten!

I did the following several times!

He simply wanted to subvert Isabella's status as a breeder.

Tails seemed to sense Isabella's thoughts, and held her head high again, bragging about what you are not willing to do, I will teach you a lesson for disobedient food reserves.

Isabella ""

She retracted her tail speechlessly. The fat tail was somewhat reluctant, and Isabella forced it back.

"Cough" Isabella touched her nose guiltily, lying on the foot of the bed and looking at the end of the wall from a distance. There was still a large human-shaped hole on the wall, which made her feel even more guilty.

She whispered "Lance, are you okay?"

""

no respond.

Lancelot seldom failed to answer her words.

It's over, it won't really be smashed to death, right? ! ?

Isabella pricked up her ears and found that she couldn't even hear the elf's breathing.

Д！

She jumped off the bed in shock. She didn't even have time to straighten the loose collar, and hurriedly ran to the wall with her bare feet.

Just halfway through, a white shadow flashed before her eyes, throwing her to the ground again.

The speed is so fast that it takes just a moment.

Isabella is too familiar with the scent of elves, just like Lancelot is too familiar with her, and the two of them are rarely wary of each other.

So Isabella was successfully knocked down by the elf again.

The two of them rolled around in the void, Lancelot's back hit the hard golden ground hard, and he suppressed a muffled groan in his throat.

Some scattered crystal fragments on the clothing that had not been cleaned coldly and ruthlessly penetrated the thin outer robe and were directly inserted into the skin.

But Lancelot said nothing.

Circles of light golden blood stains on the back spread out on the white robe, like blooming golden flowers.

Isabella saw none of this.

Because after Lancelot withstood the impact from the ground, he quickly turned around and pushed Isabella under him again.

The posture returned to the up and down position just now.

Four eyes facing each other.

Isabella suddenly became furious.

Especially at this moment, the force restraining her on her shoulders and arms was extremely strong, not at all the strength that an injured person should have.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Isabella is really angry!

This elf is really evil. Was he pretending to be dead just now? ?

unacceptable!

If she really hurt the elf, Isabella's insignificant conscience would indeed feel a little bit guilty. But if in the scene like that just now, Lancelot was still deceiving her, even pretending to be breathless, just to deceive her——

Ms. Dragon can really get angry.

She would never allow herself to be deceived.

——This makes her look really stupid.

Isabella even wanted to let out her tail again and teach the elf who was too bad a lesson.

Still just thinking about it in his mind without taking action, Lancelot suddenly lost his strength and fell on top of her.

He lowered his eyes and whispered, "There are debris on the ground over there. If you want to leave, please put on your shoes before leaving."

The elf's voice was a bit weak, and the ethereal voice was almost trembling, as if he was holding on to his energy and pain, barely maintaining the surface elegance and gentleness.

Isabella was slightly startled.

"what?"

Lancelot said nothing.

Instead, he let go of the hand holding Isabella's shoulder, and fell to the side as if he lost all strength, rolling over and falling off her body.

After the spirit on her body moved away, Isabella discovered that the gate of the palace was right next to the wall just now. Crystal shards were scattered all over the ground, almost covering the entire doorway.

So Lancelot thought she was leaving just now and didn't want her to step on the debris on the ground? And even if he threw her to the ground just now, he also noticed that he put himself on his back one after another and did not fall to Isabella at all.

Such care for every detail made Isabella's heart suddenly collapse.

His originally angry eyes slowly softened.

It seems that she really misunderstood the elf.

Isabella got up from the ground, intending to forget about everything that had just happened and have a good talk with Lancelot. However, she was surprised to find that there was a large golden trace under the elf's body, even the corners of his lips. There was also a trace of golden liquid left, slowly flowing down the neck.

This is?

She was familiar with the scent of the elf, and she had bitten the corner of Lancelot's lip during the kiss just now, so Isabella never paid much attention to the smell of blood in the air. In addition, all the golden liquid flowing out of Lancelot's body made her not associate it with blood at first.

Only reacted now.

"Lance, are you hurt?"

Isabella pushed the elf, but he lay motionless on the ground.

His face was as pale as paper, with the golden blood still spilling out from the corners of his lips. His eyes were tightly closed, and a slight frown formed between his brows, as if he was unconscious while enduring pain. The side of the flawless face was stained with traces of soil from the vase at some point.

The original elegance and dignity no longer existed, and the supreme Elf King was just like this, lying messily on the ground, with a broken feeling of vulnerability.

Isabella felt a very uncomfortable feeling in her heart, and she felt a little uncomfortable that she couldn't explain.

It was like a dull knife was being drawn on the highly defensive flesh. It would not cause any substantial wounds, but it would make the dragon feel very uncomfortable.

She didn't want to see Lancelot like this.

The elf should always be as gentle as the sun, and the curve of his lips when he smiles is more beautiful than the blooming flowers.

Just like when they first met in Victro, it was obvious that the dragon rarely saw the sun all day long, but the first second he appeared at the entrance of the cave, Isabella, who was still a cub, saw him and opened her eyes. The first ray of sunshine after.

It was like the incarnation of an angel descending into her world.

The dragon's nature is to collect beautiful and precious treasures.

From the first moment he saw Lancelot, he became Isabella's most precious treasure.

The original elegance and dignity no longer existed, and the supreme Elf King was just like this, lying messily on the ground, with a broken feeling of vulnerability.

Isabella felt a very uncomfortable feeling in her heart, and she felt a little uncomfortable that she couldn't explain.

It was like a dull knife was being drawn on the highly defensive flesh. It would not cause any substantial wounds, but it would make the dragon feel very uncomfortable.

She didn't want to see Lancelot like this.

The elf should always be as gentle as the sun, and the curve of his lips when he smiles is more beautiful than the blooming flowers.

Just like when they first met in Victro, it was obvious that the dragon rarely saw the sun all day long, but the first second he appeared at the entrance of the cave, Isabella, who was still a cub, saw him and opened her eyes. The first ray of sunshine after.

It was like the incarnation of an angel descending into her world.

The dragon's nature is to collect beautiful and precious treasures.

From the first moment he saw Lancelot, he became Isabella's most precious treasure.

However, now this treasure is injured.

Even almost broken.

Isabella was unhappy.

She lowered her head and sat there in silence. After a while, she rubbed her eyes and raised her head again, looking at the elf in front of her who was still breathing so shallowly that it was inaudible.

Isabella decided to put aside their previous grudges for the time being.

No matter what, Lancelot was her reserve food that Isabella carefully raised.

It is her unique treasure.

So no matter how angry you are, you can't really make him hurt or sad.

Isabella got up from the ground and crawled to Lancelot's side, noticing that there was no pressure on his wound. She leaned her head closer to the elf's head and pointed her eyes at his lips.

"Batt, click."

Without Isabella's efforts to brew and squeeze, two large crystal clear tears fell straight down.

Drops fell on Lancelot's lips.

But what Isabella didn't expect was that even though the elf was in a semi-drowsy state, he still maintained a good and elegant manner.

His lips were pressed tightly together.

The dragon's precious tears slid down the elf's jaw.

Isabella was stunned ""

What a waste of qq

A shallow tooth mark left on the corner of the elf's lips from the kiss just now was moistened by tears and quickly healed in the blink of an eye. But for the remaining wounds, Lancelot had to swallow his tears.

Isabella tried to open Lancelot's mouth, but as soon as she stretched out her hands, she pulled back in confusion.

The strength in her hands was never light or heavy. What if she hurt Lancelot again?

The current elves can no longer withstand her torture.

"Okay, I'll be generous again."

Isabella struggled with herself for a moment, but finally gave in.

She blinked again and caught the falling tears with her palms. The two large crystal teardrops are more dazzling than the crystal, reflecting colorful brilliance in the palm of the hand.

Isabella held the palm of her hand and brought it to her lips.

Opening her mouth slightly, she rolled her pink tongue gently and held the tears between her lips and teeth.

Then, she leaned down again and leaned closer to Lancelot.

The two fell in love with each other again.

Isabella rubbed her lips awkwardly, trying to pry open the elf's closed teeth. But she was obviously not as good at this aspect as a certain talented and studious elf, and she struggled for a long time without success.

I accidentally swallowed my tears.

Isabella straightened up suddenly, with an expression that was so speechless that she didn't know what to say."

He sighed heavily and held two tears in his mouth again.

"Try again!" Isabella muttered to herself vaguely, not knowing whether the words were a vicious threat to someone, "If it doesn't succeed, I will simply use violence to remove your jaw."

Anyway, the dragon's tears can heal all injuries.

The chin can be reinstalled even after being removed.

It's not her who's in pain!

The elf lying motionless ""

Isabella took a deep breath, and before leaning down, she glanced at the elf's lips that were bright red from what she had just done.

The shiny look looked like it had been overused and was slightly red and swollen.

Isabella blushed, feeling guilty for no reason.

She was obviously healing the elf, but now she felt like she was ravaging a good woman.

And it's still rough mode.

The tip of her tongue touched it again. Isabella softened her movements this time and patiently rubbed the seam between her lips for a while.

Finally, feeling a gap of relaxation, Isabella quickly seized the opportunity and successfully let her tears go in.

The elf's temperature is lower than hers, and the coldness is perfect for cooling down.

Isabella couldn't help but instinctively licked it twice, as if she was licking sweet and delicious ice cream, and it was her favorite flavor.

After a while, my mind finally realized what good thing I had done.

"!!!!!!"

satyr!

Isn’t this just taking advantage of others’ danger? ?

Miss Dragon suddenly blushed with embarrassment and almost jumped three feet high.

Isabella covered her mouth tightly, wanting to drag out her disobedient tongue and beat her.

She opened her big watery eyes and looked at the elf quietly.

She made sure that he was still motionless and didn't notice the extra movements she made just now.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

What a risk, almost embarrassing me again qq.

It would take a while for the tears to take effect. Isabella was not sure how badly Lancelot was injured. She had no idea about the strength of her tail, but looking at the elf who was still unconscious and pale, He was probably seriously injured.

Why don't you find a pharmacist to help you?

Pharmacists and doctors should be able to communicate with each other.

Isabella subconsciously didn't want to tell Louis about Lancelot being here.

She plans to go to the pharmacist who helped her refine the potion in person.

So she got up from the ground again. Isabella lowered her head and patted the messy folds at the corner of her skirt. She straightened up and was about to leave when she found that the corner of her skirt seemed to be grabbed by something and she couldn't pull it away.

She lowered her head in confusion and moved her gaze downward.

It was Lancelot's hand that was found.

Isabella said in surprise, "Lance, you're awake!"

Lancelot's voice was very soft, as if it was uncomfortable for him to say every word, but he still managed to say, "Bella, Louis is not in the palace today. Last night, there was a shipment of goods from Elcasa and outside merchants. The gangsters of the Black Panther clan robbed it, and it contained a huge amount of magic circles and potions, which are necessary to maintain El Casa. As a prince, Louis personally went to the Black Panther clan to negotiate compensation for this cargo."

Last night?

Such a coincidence?

Isabella had been chatting with Louis by the lake last night, and no one came to disturb them. Louis also said that he will be very free recently and can always be with Isabella and accompany her throughout El Casa. But today Lewis had to go out to deal with things.

"It's not your fault, is it?"

Isabella blurted out subconsciously.

After saying that, she herself was stunned for a moment.

"No, Lance." Isabella raised her hand to cover her mouth, a trace of confusion and guilt flashed across her face, "That's not what I meant."

She didn't know why she suspected Lancelot intuitively.

Obviously they are two completely unrelated things.

Lancelot's face showed a trace of pain and sadness.

It was as if he had never thought that Isabella would question him for doing such a frame-up.

Isabella apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, Lance."

Miss Dragon has always been brave enough to admit her mistakes. She knew that elves would not do harm by nature, so her intuition just now must have been wrong. She should not have questioned Lancelot like this.

Lancelot pursed his lips, and his lowered eyelashes cast a sparse light and shadow on his white eyelids, seeming a bit lonely.

"It's okay, Bella."

"You don't believe me now, and that's right."

""

Isabella hesitated in silence and hesitated for a moment.

A little hesitant.

Isn't it a little too unkind to settle old scores now that the elf is in a bad mood?

But Lancelot now looked weak and fragile, like a pitiful and aggrieved boy who had been wronged by an innocent person, and Isabella couldn't help but want to defend himself.

"It's your fault in the first place"

Miss Dragon pouted unhappily and complained, "You almost prevented me from graduating. You rashly suspended my studies without my consent. This is nothing like the Lancelot I know."

"Sometimes I can't help but wonder if you are possessed by some demon."

demon?

Lancelot's silver eyes swayed slightly, and he quickly concealed the trace of bitterness and self-mockery.

He was never a truly brilliant person, but he had been pretending for so long that he had almost forgotten what kind of person he really was under the mask.

Full of possessiveness, selfish and powerful.

even

play hard.

Even if it goes against the instinct of the elves, they still have to get what they want.

Isabella muttered for a moment and finally sighed.

Seeing Lancelot still looking like he couldn't get up, lying weak and helpless on the ground, not caring about his own image, Isabella felt a little depressed, but there was no way to show her kindness to such a fragile and injured elf. get angry.

After all, she was the one who beat him.

If you beat me, let's just forget about it.

"Still can't you get up?" Isabella didn't think much about it. She didn't know how badly Lancelot was injured, and she didn't dare to rashly move him to see a pharmacist, so she suggested, "How about I squeeze in again?" Two tears for you?"

The elf lowered his eyes, looking obedient and resigned.

"Excuse me, Bella."

Isabella was going to find a bottle in the house to catch her tears.

Lancelot was awake now, so naturally he didn't need to feed his tears mouth to mouth like before.

"Bella" Lancelot stopped her, his tone seemed a bit unspeakable, "I may not be able to sit up yet."

Even saying this sentence felt a little shaky and difficult.

Isabella felt more and more guilty.

Was he beaten so seriously by her?

Logically speaking, even if she broke her bones after falling, even one tear would be enough for her. But now I've fed two pellets, and I can't even get up.

Isabella has no doubt that Lancelot would lie about this kind of thing. After all, she still knows the elves very well. In some ways, he likes to show off and save face. If he is not really uncomfortable and intolerable, he will definitely always keep it. The most elegant gesture.

"Then let me feed you some more."

Isabella didn't hesitate to refuse, and didn't bother to pretend to be reserved. The two of them had long been more than just kissing.

So he took two more teardrops into his mouth, brought them to the elf's lips and pushed them in with the tip of his tongue.

The elf swallowed obediently.

The two lips parted as soon as they touched, and Lancelot didn't bother.

Isabella wiped her mouth, opened her big watery eyes and asked with concern, "Are you feeling better now?"

Lancelot smiled apologetically, feeling embarrassed that he had caused Isabella trouble.

He whispered, "Maybe one more time."

Isabella had no doubt that he was there.

He nodded and squeezed out two more tears.

Miss Julong rubbed the corners of her slightly red eyes and sighed helplessly, "Sure enough, you have to pay for the debt you owe."

Who would have thought that just now the giant dragon's tail was so satisfying when he hit someone, but now it was Miss Dragon who had to cry with red eyes in order to make up for the elf's treatment.

It’s so miserable qq.

But complaints were complaints, and Isabella kissed her again.

After feeding her tears this time, Isabella was about to let go of her mouth and leave. The arm supporting the elf's side suddenly softened for some reason. She seemed to have lost her center of gravity and fell straight on Lancelot. .

"Well!!"

Their teeth clashed hard together.

The hard dragon was unscathed, but the fragile elf was knocked again and his mouth was full of blood.

Golden blood flowed from the wound.

For some reason, the smell of blood, which should have been very obvious, almost disappeared at this moment.

Only the sweet and delicious aroma of the elf filled the entire mouth in an instant.

Like the jelly beans that she often ate before, the sweet smell intuitively aroused Miss Julong's appetite, causing her to swallow subconsciously and instinctively.

"!!!?"

What did she swallow?

Isabella subconsciously opened her eyes wide, frozen in place by the sudden accident just now, and even her tongue forgot to leave the elf's mouth.

The extremely sweet smell enveloped her.

Different from the usual separation of air and distance, this time it dances directly on the most sensitive taste buds on the tip of the tongue, and silently wraps up all the sensory nerves along the esophagus. It is so sweet that even the soul trembles.

Isabella's eyes gradually became misty.

The light silver pupils slowly lost focus, as if they were floating in a golden ocean, wrapped in warm and golden light, so comfortable that they were almost addicted and unwilling to wake up.

There seemed to be something slightly cold and soft, licking gently along the texture of the teeth, flexibly prying open the teeth, and once again skillfully invaded the girl's soft mouth.

When they left, Isabella subconsciously wanted to chase.

The passionate yet cool kiss fell on the ear again.

In the hidden part of the ear, a dark pink rose sucked out from the white and tender skin.

Isabella felt like she was being embraced by a bright golden sun. The blood under her skin was restless and hot, and she needed something cool to cool herself down.

She subconsciously opened her arms and hugged the cool ice cube in front of her.

Just the contact of some small pieces of skin was enough to make her so happy that she hummed softly.

The girl's silvery eyes were covered with a light crimson color, and they bloomed quietly like flowers along the ends of her eyes. The glass-like eyes swayed slightly, and the blurred and out-of-focus pupils looked vaguely at the embrace that was so close, as if they were longing for something.

She was seduced again.

The estrus, which was suppressed in the deepest part of the bones and blood, seemed to be in a vague state of being ready to move again.

Lancelot kissed the girl who climbed up to him while observing her emotions calmly.

then

Continue to arouse more emotions without leaving any trace.

The sterling silver eyes of the blond young man clearly reflected the girl's slender and obedient face. The rage and madness that had been suppressed for a long time finally showed no reserve, and completely set off a hurricane in his eyes.

Never stop.

However, the movements of his hands were still extremely gentle, almost caring for the most delicate petals of a flower, stroking the branches, igniting the deepest happiness in his heart.

Miss Dragon was completely seduced by an elf that was supposed to be pure.