[The Lord of the Rings·The Hobbit] Human Body and Snake Tail

Helen tightened the brim of the hat on the cloak, and the field of vision of her eyes shrank to only the back of the elf in front of her.

Perhaps returning to the place where he grew up, the elf's voice was unbelievably gentle.

"Wait, I'll show you to our table, and you can take whatever you want."

"Go to your table! What if I meet other elves?"

Helen grabbed Legolas by the hem of his coat.

"Will not."

Legolas turned around, he didn't know what he thought of, softened his brows and eyes, and his expression became a little helpless.

"The other elves have been drunk for a long time, how can they eat?"

As he spoke, the elf lowered his tone, stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of his brows, although his brows were frowning, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

"Ada, it's the same! You have to carry him back to the room every time."

She had never seen such a happy Legolas.

After living alone for so long, for some reason, she suddenly envied Legolas who lived with his tribe like this.

"I always feel so jealous of Legolas like this!"

Legolas stopped talking, and stared at Helen in front of him in some confusion.

She no longer suppressed her inner emotions, rushed forward, and hugged Legolas tightly.

"I've lived alone for so long, and you, Legolas, told me you were so happy with your people, so I thought, I thought..."

"Can you share some of your happy feelings with me?"

A crying sound came from his arms, and Legolas' stiff body softened. He stretched out his hand and patted Helen's head unnaturally, just like his father did to him, gently Touching down from the top of the head again and again.

"...Don't laugh at me!"

While Helen was tearing the meat from the dining table, she wiped away the drops of water seeping from the corners of her eyes with her hands.

Seeing that she was crying more and more, Legolas took out a square scarf from his pocket and put it on the table, then turned around and stopped looking at the weeping Helen.

"It's all your fault, showing off how good you are, it made me feel a little homesick!"

"I'm going to use your square towel to rub the oil, it's disgusting to you!"

The oil stains on her hands were wiped on the pure white square scarf along with her tears. After she was relieved from crying, when she saw the oil stains in her hand, she suddenly thought of a sentence she had heard when she was still a human.

【A man who can carry a handkerchief with him will be a good man. 】

Then she looked at the back of the elf with her back turned to her, and then at the square scarf in her hand, her face blushed slightly.

"Thank you for the square towel, I will wash it and return it to you."

With his back to her, Legolas stiffened and nodded.

Legolas waited for her to stabilize, turned around and supported his head with one hand, staring at Helen who was eating meat quickly.

Helen tore off a large piece of meat from an unknown meat product and handed it to Legolas.

"Eat a little too!"

Legolas' expression became a little strange. After sighing, he pushed away the meat Helen handed over.

"I'm curious about you sometimes."

Helen stuffed the pushed back meat into her mouth, and asked Legolas inarticulately.

"Why are you curious about me?"

Legolas' expression became even more helpless, he looked at Helen who had a mouth full of oil.

"Sometimes you're wise, and sometimes you're... so, so rude."

Legolas smiled, his green pupils shrinking slightly.

"I decided to teach you some etiquette once in a while."

The boy's usually vigorous voice suddenly lingered, passing over her eardrums, making her tremble violently.

She pushed away the elf who was a little closer to her, and rubbed the goose bumps on her arms with her hands.

"What's the matter with your tone! It suddenly became so disgusting!"

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and Legolas returned to his original facial paralysis.

Legolas looked frustrated, looking at her accusingly.

Helen, who felt that she seemed to have destroyed something, wanted to restore the awkward atmosphere.

Legolas stretched out his hand and pulled Helen into his arms, and pushed him under the table.

"Do not move!"

Helen was made to struggle subconsciously by this turn of events, but when she saw Legolas staring at her with a serious face, she obediently knelt down under the table without moving.

After she calmed down, she found that her posture was not right.

The head was pressed between Legolas' legs, and the left cheek was stuck to his inner thigh.

This pose is so shameful!

She wriggled to get out from between Legolas' legs.

Legolas held her head tightly, not letting her move.

At this moment, Helen heard the sound of a chair moving behind her.

"ada!"

Legolas' tone was very strange, like a child who had done something bad behind his parents' backs. When he spoke to his parents, he was uneasy and had a slightly coquettish tone.

"Legolas, why don't you come out to drink, don't you love this kind of party?"

A magnetic but majestic voice came from behind.

"Ada, I just came back from patrol and I'm a little tired, so I don't really want to drink."

"is it?"

The owner of that voice didn't know what expression she made. She felt that the body she was leaning against suddenly became stiff, and even the hand holding her head began to sweat outwards.

The sound of the chair moving was heard again, and the hand holding her head was suddenly released. Legolas gently pushed her body with his knee, and she followed his strength to step back.

Through the drooping tablecloth at the dining table, Helen first saw the red robes that swept the floor, and the slender legs in black boots.

Step by step, he approached Legolas slowly and gracefully.

Every step on the ground is obviously silent, but it makes Helen feel extremely oppressive, as if even through the tablecloth, she is already in the pocket of this elf, just waiting for him to approach little by little, and hold her back. kill.

The owner of the voice stopped, not far from the tip of her tail.

Then, before she could retract her tail, the elf turned slightly, and her black booted feet passed through the tablecloth, stepping on the tip of her tail not far from the tablecloth.

A sharp pain came from the tip of the tail, she covered her mouth, and swallowed the pain from her throat.

The force from the tail gradually increased.

Helen didn't dare to make a sound, she reached out and grabbed her own tail, trying to secretly pull the tip back.

"Legolas, your appetite has grown a lot."

As the deep voice came, Helen seemed to feel the feet stepping on the tip of her tail grind a few times.

"ada!"

Legolas' voice rose a little.

The severe pain kept torturing her nerves, and she couldn't twitch her tail, which couldn't be stepped on. The elf stood motionless like a statue.

Helen made a sneaky turn, climbed up behind her tail elf, and gestured to Legolas to point to her own tail.

After gesticulating for a long time, Legolas finally noticed that her tail had been stepped on.

Legolas covered his mouth and coughed a few times before saying something.

"Ada, I want to be alone for a while, how about going out for a drink first?"

Because his back was facing away, he couldn't see the elf's expression clearly, only heard him say

"Yes, my son."

The force on the tail finally disappeared, Helen quickly drew back her tail and blew.

The red robe drew a circle on the ground, and the elf turned around.

Helen secretly saw the elf's face through the tablecloth.

Hair of the same color as Legolas, his eyeballs are indeed dark green, his face is as handsome as a knife, but his expression is full of tenderness and majesty that cannot be ignored. What is strange is that the loose platinum blonde hair is casually draped over his body The red robe she wore looked a little gorgeous and sexy.

The beautiful elf walked towards the door, her eyes slipped under the dining table seemingly unintentionally.

The dark green eyes met hers, even though it was only for a moment, it still made her drenched in cold sweat.

——That look, full of murderous intent.

Helen was dragged out by Legolas. At that time, her whole body was weak and unable to move.

Looking at Legolas who was dragging her, he smiled and said

"Your father looks much more attractive than you!"

The author has something to say:

Thurse is so exciting! ! !

He licked the screen angrily at The Hobbit 2, and licked the shoes that Sese was wearing.