Xiuye's domineering side leak

The night wind was warm, and the call of the Elf King was as light as green smoke, "Come in."

Only then did Fiaran come back to his senses, and realized that Teacher An Si's eyes were fixed on him, apparently he had been noticing him for an unknown amount of time.

The heartbeat seems to be a little more out of balance.

Rubbing the tips of his ears that were a little hot, Fiaran smiled embarrassedly at the Elf King, then tapped his toes, and floated into the Elf King's bedroom along the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Fiaran didn't often go in and out of the Elven King's room, because his teacher didn't spend much time in his own room.

Most of the time, Fei Yaran saw Mr. Ans in the library, martial arts arena, or in the foggy forest.

The sleeping hall is actually a relatively private place for everyone, so over the years, Fei Yaran actually seldom comes in and out of it unless necessary.

Unexpectedly, today he ran under the window here unknowingly, and was caught by Mr. An Si.

Walking lightly in front of Teacher Ans, Fiaran lowered his eyes and looked at his toes. He looked a bit like a child who made a mistake and was caught by the elders.

After the Elf King looked at his appearance for a while, when Fieran thought that Mr. Ans would ask him what he was doing so late, the Elf King said indifferently: "Have you had dinner yet?"

Hearing this, Fei Yaran looked up at the Elf King in surprise, and shook his head honestly.

"I have also built a 'kitchen' here as you did. If you are hungry, you can get something to eat yourself." Pointing to a certain direction in the bedroom, the Elf King finished speaking and picked up the kitchen again. I quietly read the book that I had put aside before.

Fieran looked at the Elf King blankly, wondering if he had heard something wrong.

Did he, the master teacher who has never been a little bit smokey, really tell him that in this elf king's bedroom, he made a kitchen...? !

His eyes widened suddenly, and after realizing that this was not a hallucination or a joke, Fei Yaran was almost as curious and excited as a treasure hunter. All of a sudden, he rushed into the "kitchen" that the Elf King just referred to.

Then, Fiaran looked at this spacious "kitchen" with a high dome, as well as those stoves, kitchen utensils, seasonings, ovens that were exactly the same as those in the kitchen in his room... Smiles crawled all over without knowing it Face.

He never thought that Mr. An Si would create such a "kitchen".

Obviously the elves don't need to cook food, especially the high-level and imperial elves, even if they don't eat for more than ten days, it won't affect them in the slightest.

Fiaran, who was born as a high elf, actually doesn't need to eat much, but he can't forget his obsession with food as a human being, especially as a member of a big foodie country. food, to miss the world where he doesn't know when he will be able to go back.

I felt a little lonely at first, but when I saw these familiar cooking utensils, I suddenly felt relieved.

He dug out a few packs of ingredients from his backpack, and skillfully baked shortbread amidst the rising smoke that shouldn't have appeared in Azeroth.

The Elven King didn't like sweets, and it happened that Fiaran couldn't eat anything too sweet at night, so he simply made salty shortbread.

I also used some Azeroth-produced green leafy plants and groundnuts to make a small dish of stir-fried vegetables.

In this way, there are both staple food and side dishes.

However, it was a bit dry to eat like this. Fi Yaran rummaged in his backpack, and happened to find the rice wine he made from the leftover cooked rice before, and simply made a small pot of wine rice balls, which happened to be drinkable as soup, A little bit of Beauvignon again.

When the shortbread is baked, the wine glutinous rice balls are also out of the pan.

Fei Yaran poked his head out from the kitchen, and said to the elf king who was far away in the bedroom with a smile on his face: "Mr. Ansi, let's eat together!"

The Elf King, who had already smelled a faint smell of wine and rice flowers, raised his eyebrows slightly, and after hesitating between the book in his hand and the student's filial dinner, he finally decided to tinker with those things in his dormitory for the first time. Gadget students save a little face.

There was still a trace of smoke and fire in the kitchen. Naturally, it was impossible for Fiaran to let the Elven King into the kitchen to eat. He hurried to the window and threw three vine seeds casually. In the blink of an eye, a beautiful dining table and Two chairs, and then the ready-to-eat food was brought out and placed on the table one by one.

The Elven King looked at the simple food on the vine table.

The slender leaves of Binola branches and Pipidou are served in the same plate. Binola clears the heart and relieves heat, and Pipidou calms the mind and sleeps peacefully.

He had eaten the golden scones before, but the tip of his nose moved slightly. Today's scones did not have the sweetness of the past.

His gaze finally settled on the small portion of food closest to him that was still steaming in a small porcelain white bowl, exuding a faint aroma of wine and rice flowers.

Small jade-white balls the size of fingertips lay quietly in the middle of the transparent soup.

He looked up at Fei Cui, and found that the child's posture had changed to sitting upright.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, seeing the nervousness in the child's eyes, the elf king finally picked up the spoon in a face-saving manner, took a spoonful of the small balls that smelled like wine, and opened his lips to taste it. a mouthful.

Yubai's balls seem to be kneaded with the "noodles" that the child made, and I don't know what is added. They are slightly soft and sticky, but they have a bit of chewiness.Originally, the food aroma was only three points, but under the catalysis of the hot wine with a slightly sweet taste, it became full and full without knowing it.

The Elven King glanced at the bowl of unremarkable rumballs unexpectedly, put down the spoon, and asked Fiaran, "What is this?"

Fei Yaran's eyes lit up, "This thing is called Jiuniang Yuanzi."

Seeing that the Elf King seemed to be interested, Fiaran immediately explained the method of this thing to the Elf King.

Hearing that this small bowl of food had rice wine as the main ingredient, which would take more than half a month to make, the Elf King looked at the joyous light in his eyes, and thought about this little thing like a treasured emerald for a while.

In fact, this was not the first time that Ansair felt such a strange feeling when facing the student Jade.

This child is like a mystery, you never know what unexpected and unpredictable things will happen to him in the next second.

Just like this child's extraordinary obsession with food, and these, in Azeroth, in this world, which never existed at all, but are treasured by him.

However, in the past few years, it seemed that this student of his had spoken so many words to him in one day for the first time.

It turned out to be because of these little things that should be dispensable in the eyes of the elves.

Thinking about this casually from the bottom of his heart, Ansair didn't show anything on his face. He stayed with the child all the time, and after eating all the small portion of food, he stood in front of the window to digest a little.

When Fiaran came out of the kitchen after packing up the tableware, he saw the Elf King standing leisurely in front of the window, looking at the boundless night.

He walked lightly to the side of the Elf King, perhaps because of the rather warm atmosphere of the dinner just now, which made Fiaran temporarily let go of the warning that he kept in mind all the time, not to get too close to the Elf King.

He gently tugged at the sleeves of the elf king's wide robe, and when the beautiful silver-haired and blue-eyed teacher came over, he called out "Mr. Ans" in a low voice.

The Elven King stroked Fiaran's hair.

The warm and delicate touch made Fiaran squint her eyes in enjoyment.

The laziness and fatigue from the bottom of his heart made Fiaran unable to hold onto the arm of the Elf King, and his whole body leaned against the Elf King's side.

The faint fragrance of bay laurel hits the face, it is the smell that Fei Yaran loves so much, it almost makes him feel a little smoky.

But fortunately, he still hasn't forgotten the purpose of coming here today. After pondering for a while, he told the Elf King in detail about what he saw and heard at the Five Clans Conference today.

Fiaran said a lot, including the analysis he had said to Xing Gui, and other doubts he had observed that he couldn't even explain to Xing Gui.

He has too many secrets, and when talking to the Elf King, he must always be careful not to reveal his secrets, which made Fiaran feel more exhausted.

Holding the arm of the Elven King, Fiaran raised his head vigorously and looked at his impeccably handsome teacher, "Mr. Ans, Varun has said more than once today that the Celestial Clan is the most noble race in the world. Er, Canglan, and even Alian from the Dragon Clan didn't have any surprises or objections, obviously they already have a deep-rooted impression of this cognition."

He subconsciously rubbed against the warm arm of the Elf King, and said with a little dissatisfaction, "Obviously the elves are the most noble race, why would the Celestial Clan dare to say that?"

Ansair accidentally glanced at the little guy who was rubbing against his arm like a kitten. Ever since Jade out of the shape of a child, he has never let him hug him again, and almost never has the same relationship with him as he did when he was a child. He was so close.

Ans Alben also doesn't like to have physical contact with others, so although he has been seeing the seemingly insignificant alienation of Jade over the years, he never intends to point it out.

He still hasn't forgotten that in the Martial Arts Arena, Jade slipped faster than a rabbit because it fell into his arms.

Therefore, when he realized that the child had come over on his own initiative, Ansair felt a little surprised in his heart.

He turned his head slightly, and lowered his eyes to look at the elf boy who looked like he was caged in his arms because he was holding his arm. When he saw the pink flush on the little guy's face, the reddish ear tips, and the mask When the red eyes with a layer of watery light appeared, they suddenly understood the reason for the child's abnormality.

The amount of alcohol is so bad.

I couldn't help laughing at this unexpected discovery from the bottom of my heart. Thinking of the small bowl of fermented rice that was eaten by this child, Ansair stretched out his finger and scratched it on the emerald red face.

It is obvious that he and Xing Gui secretly drink a lot on weekdays, but it is still so useless.

Thinking this way in his heart, Ansair let those soft and slender hands hold his palm, and replied calmly: "In your eyes, what should an elf look like?"

"Elf..." Without consciously stroking the Elf King's fingers, Fiaran leaned on the Elf King's thigh and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In his mind, countless gorgeous and amazing words representing all the good things in the world flew by for a while, so that his thinking was a little blocked. After a long while, he finally spit out the simplest word that best represented what he thought. , "Probably, 'perfect'."

Hearing this, the Elf King slightly curled the corners of his lips.

He has been observing the expression of this little guy, so whether it is the tangled appearance of Fei Cui racking his brains, or the helplessness when he finally said "perfect" dryly like a broken pot, he has watched everything in his eyes.

He slowly pulled his palms out of Jade's hands, and when he saw the child looking up blankly, he stretched out his long arms and hugged the little guy from his legs into his arms.

Even after ten years, this little thing doesn't seem to be heavier than when it just broke its shell.

Light and fluffy, almost like a feather.

The eyes turned black and then white, and Fei Yaran realized that his feet were hanging in the air, and was held in the arms of Teacher An Si.

He tilted his head back uncomfortably, wanting to get rid of the situation where such a little baby was being manipulated by adults.

At this moment, however, the Elf King suddenly moved away from the window and walked towards the soft couch that he had leaned on while reading.

Fiaran shook his body and quickly hugged the Elf King's neck.

Anyway, it's already like this...

The warm breath in the nest of the neck rushes towards the face, mixed with the faint scent of laurel, Fei Yaran pursed her lips, and finally couldn't resist this long-lost sense of dependence, she just brazenly let the elf king hug her caught.

When he reached the side of the couch, the Elf King took advantage of the situation and leaned in.

Fiaran thought that the Elf King would put him down when he came here, but he didn't expect that the Elf King would not let go until his whole body followed the Elf King's movements and almost lay on top of him.

The hand on the back patted his back lightly.

Fei Yaran blinked slowly, and felt that this posture was like a kid lying on his father's body and acting like a baby. He almost couldn't help laughing for a while, but he also felt that at this moment, there was a kind of warm and tender tenderness , flowing between him and the Elf King.

This made him almost unable to resist and struggle, so he simply followed the Elf King.

But at this moment, the Elf King suddenly said: "In the perception of elves, elves are indeed the most perfect and noble incarnations in this world."

This is answering his previous question.Fia then thought belatedly.

"What do you think?" He asked suddenly for some reason.

When he asked, Ansair was helping him tuck the loose hair from his forehead behind his ears.

Fiaran noticed that Teacher Ans's fingers paused briefly when he heard his question.

He couldn't help raising his chin slightly, looking down at the elf king's handsome face that became more gentle and timeless under the night light, and asked stubbornly, "What about in Ansair's eyes?"

Even Fiaran himself didn't know why he was so obsessed with this question.

The Elf King stared fixedly at the little guy who inadvertently called out his real name, without any displeasure at being offended.

After a while, he replied lightly: "In my eyes, elves are no different from other races."

really.

Fei Yaran smiled, he didn't know why, but he was not too surprised by the answer of the Elf King.

I just don't know, if this answer is heard by those elves who regard the elf king as a god, will their beliefs be shaken.

"Mr. Ans, did you already know about the actions of the Celestial Clan on the mainland these years?"

The Elf King responded lightly.

"You are also very clear about the fact that dwarves and orcs are being suppressed by the Celestial Clan?"

The Elf King responded again.

Fei Yaran heard the words, and finally couldn't help frowning, "What is the purpose of the Tianzu's doing this?"

Is it just for the illusory title of the first race in the mainland?No matter how you think about it, it's more than that simple.

It's just this question, but the Elf King didn't give him a positive answer like before.

Just reminded him: "Don't mess with Noras."

Fei Yaran responded dully, and then suddenly looked at the Elf King strangely, "Why would I take the initiative to provoke those foreigners?"

The Elf King paused, "In short, stay away from him."

Fieran nodded obediently.

To be able to get Mr. Ans to name and emphasize twice, it seems that the lord of the Celestial Clan is far from being as gentle and harmless as he looks on the outside.

As the night darkened, the light of the pitcher plant flickered a few times, and gradually dimmed.

The warm body underneath is like a hotbed with small hooks, making it impossible for people to feel the slightest desire to stay away.

The brain that had been running at high speed for a day finally declared a strike at this moment.

Fiaran muttered in a daze, his voice was full of softness and intimacy that he didn't even notice, and whispered in a sleepy voice: "...I don't like them."

Ansair understood the words without beginning or end.

The little guy was complaining to him that he didn't like the foreigners who came to Azeroth.

The dim light of the pottery plant finally faded away completely.

The moonlight projected through the crystal glass, like a tulle spread all over the ground.

"Since you don't like it, don't go starting tomorrow." The Elf King said lightly.

Fiarran supported his heavy eyelids due to the sudden darkness, "But...will Bai be unhappy if he is so self-willed."

In the darkness, in the soft boyish voice, there was a strong dependence that he didn't even realize.

"You are my student, so naturally you have the right to be willful."

The familiar words made Fei Yaran finally couldn't help but bend the corners of his eyes.

The Elf King looked at the defenseless young boy who fell asleep in his arms.

Through the darkness, he could still clearly see the pure smile on the other party's face that had not yet restrained.

Obviously when she was sober, she was always on guard against him, but at this moment, she gave him unreserved trust.

His student, many times, is really contradictory, he doesn't look like an elf at all.