[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

I have met thousands and animals and seen thousands and wonderful things...but all this Idid without you. This wasmy loss. All this I want to do without you. This will be my gain.

I have met a thousand kinds of creatures and seen a thousand wonderful things... But all of this was in vain for me without your hand in hand; all these experiences with you by my side are all harvests for me.

In the luxurious and elegant Elf King's bedroom, Thranduil was wearing a grayish-purple silver robe, exuding a cold abstinence atmosphere, but the wide collar was faintly sexy and alluring.

Vespa blinked. Hell, he looked so regal and elegant. No one could match that grandeur.

And Thranduil was frowning and holding her hand, his voice was cold, as if without the slightest emotion, "Do you think I'm one of those lowly carnal orcs?"

Vespa looked at his long platinum hair hanging in front of him, which was emitting a faint halo under the light of the amber lamp at the moment, as if it was the most charming star in the night.

She blinked and wrapped her arms around Thranduil's neck, "Of course you are not those evil creatures, you are the white moonlight with a cinnabar mole in my heart, and all men in the world are eclipsed in front of you."

At this moment, let us feel sorry for [ex-boyfriends] for a second.

But one second is enough, no more, after all, this time is the home court of the handsome and majestic Elven King.

He exudes a fierce and dangerous aesthetic feeling all over his body, which makes the heartbeat stall.

Thranduil was inexplicably used to hearing these flirty flirting words coming out of her mouth. Vespa was kneeling on his lap, the soft touch brought an unspeakable thought.

Because of this overly intimate gesture, his icy fingers were forced to rest on the girl's waist, in case she would suddenly attack her intimately again.

Thranduil calmly suppressed a slight trembling undercurrent. His voice was not warm, but gorgeous and low as if it had slipped on a cello. There was a noble and arrogant aura in the shining eyes, which was a kind of sharpness. Bi Lu's beauty, "You look so easy, you are not worthy of being trusted at all."

Vespa: ...What is he talking about?

The Elf King felt that the girl on his body was incredibly soft, like a piece of honey cake. He wanted to let a man sink into her body. He tried his best to ignore the feeling, and wanted to throw her on the ground.

But Thranduil has always been cold and polite, and it seems that he can't do the behavior of pushing the girl to the ground, or he doesn't want to do that.

So he could only focus his eyes on her face, so as to avoid his eyes from being cast on some beautiful ups and downs.

The Elf King stared at Vespa's face, only to realize that she looked a little abnormal. Her eyes were a little imperceptibly excited, and there was a beautiful and charming blush on her pale face, which was obviously subtler than before in the wine cellar. The pink color is more pronounced, and now it looks like it has stolen a lot of wine.

And in this bedroom, the only good wine is hidden in one place.

Thranduil's voice was so dangerous that it sent chills down the spine, "You stole the absinthe from the scepter."

Vespa was not afraid of death and touched the sharp elderberry on his gorgeous crown, "Who told you to throw it in the compartment."

Thranduil cast a silent spell, and in an instant, the metal scepter in the compartment appeared in his hand.

The king's scepter, which represents the supreme and noble status, is made of metal and amber. The winding natural patterns are very elf-like, and the carved wooden handle is exquisite. What's more, the top of the scepter can be unscrewed. And Thranduil kept his absinthe in it.

Absinthe gets a bad rap because, when taken in excess, the spirit can cause hallucinations, and excessive consumption can even lead to convulsions, erratic behavior, and nervous confusion. Unusual thoughts and behaviors.

And this prohibition of alcohol in the human kingdom, although it will not have any adverse effects on the alcoholic elf king, but not all elves can resist the hallucinogenic effect of absinthe.

Like the Vespa on him—her eyes are hazy and her expression is intoxicated.

The mysterious green liquor exuding temptation and beauty seemed to give her a slight hallucinogenic effect.

It's not an exaggeration, but it seems to make her more charming. I'm afraid no one can refuse her with that faint sense of loss of control and beauty.

Vespa said in a sweet voice, "I'm a little hot."

Thranduil looked down at her, and Vesper's delicate and white skin instantly came into his sight. She was only wearing a thin suspender pajamas, but she was screaming hot, and the Elf King couldn't imagine how she was going to cool down next.

The moment her fingers touched the nightgown, Thranduil immediately threw her into the flimsy big bed, and then wrapped her tightly with luxurious silk brocade.

And Vespa looked at him dissatisfied, and broke away from the silver brocade quilt, "What the hell are you doing? I'm very hot!"

Thranduil could only stand by the bed and bend down, wrapping her again in the brocade quilt, threatening in a sharp voice, "If you think this palace is too hot, the dungeon may cool you down very quickly."

Vespa would not be threatened by him honestly. The moment the Elf King approached, she was directly dragged by her arm and lay on the bed.

She even turned over and knelt down on Thranduil.

Yes, you read that right, the thin and lazy Vespa easily suppressed the spirit king of energy, levy, goodness, war, body, posture, tall, big, in his body and mind.

So - this is the real integrity of the mouth and body!

Vespa's soft long hair fell on his collarbone with a faint sultry touch. Her eyes as deep as a dark night were focused and enthusiastic, "Let's end your Virgin tonight." let's live~"

Thranduil looked at Vespa's undulating and seductive perfect curves in his sight, and the thin shoulder straps of the white nightgown slid down her arms, almost unable to hide her soft secret.

The extremely handsome Elf King cleared his throat, "...your already empty head is even more insane because of the absinthe, get off me quickly."

Vespa would not pay attention to his sternness, she kept this ambiguous posture and knelt on him, offering one after another passionate kisses, the lace pajamas on her body were messy, Thranduil grabbed them very quickly The thin quilt covered Vesper, and the two of them switched positions with a neat turn.

The elf king's gorgeous and deep voice was a little hoarse, "There is simply no elf more frivolous than you."

Vespa's fair fingers traced his eyebrows and eyes, his bright long hair hung down, the light was too beautiful, and his deliberately stern face looked dangerous and powerful.

The most irresistible thing in this world is probably the contradictory atmosphere of abstinence and sexiness. Damn, the millennium old man is so charming. Is this scientific? !

Vespa raised her body slightly, and pressed a kiss on his rose-colored attractive lips. Her voice was pious and sincere, "This world is crazy, inhuman, and corrupt; but you are always awake, gentle, and spotless."

Thranduil's breath was stagnant, his star-like blue eyes seemed to be filled with waves, and then he heard Vesper's voice again, "I hope you will think of me again after many years, just like remembering a A flower that never reopens."

Vespa stared at the Elf King in front of him. He looked wild and powerful, possessive and dangerous, beautiful and cruel.

Thranduil's breathing became heavier, obviously because of the love she just showed, he felt that he shouldn't believe a word, but it was obviously not the case.

The Elf King pinched her waist with his pale and strong fingers, and looked at the slightly blurred eyes of the girl under him, "I won't give you absinthe again."

Vesper's brain became more and more dizzy, and he didn't even have the extra energy to answer him. Instead, he leaned forward and bit Thranduil's lips slightly forcefully. This time, her kiss received a strong response.

A kiss as hot as the equator, not peeling each other's lips until they are about to stop breathing.

Vespa turned over again and pressed the Elven King under her body. Her rosy lips almost touched the tip of his nose, and her fragrant breath sprinkled on his face.

Thranduil frowned thickly. This damned woman was really good at seducing people, and she actually tried to disturb his mind.

"Thranduil..." Her voice was soft, "You know, doing bad things always makes people feel very good."

The neckline of the Elven King's silver robe was messed up by her, revealing some particularly charming muscles, which looked abstinent and sexy.

And Thranduil was furious when he saw her deftness, he frowned with thick brows, "Why are you so skillful in what you do?"

Vespa shook his more dizzy head.She blushed and said sweet words, "You know, what is precious is not that I have no choice but you, but that even if I own the whole forest, I still only choose you."

With Vespa's palm resting on his chest, Thranduil could hear his own throbbing heartbeat, and his gorgeous and deep voice was tainted with a tinge of hoarseness, "Only?"

"I am willing to give up everything, just in exchange for your momentary companionship, your smile, your voice, your star-like eyes, charming lips, strong body, and most importantly, your beautiful and beautiful A mind that is almost in awe," Vespa smiled, "you are my fascinating treasure, and I alone have the right to explore."

"Pounding—"

The sudden accelerated heartbeat was the sound of his cold heart shaken, and then he heard Vespa's slightly confused voice——

"But now I see you spinning," she lost strength in her arm, "I feel like I'm going to faint—"

"boom--"

She lost consciousness and fell on Thranduil's body, her side face buried directly into his neck.

Sober Elf King: "..."

So why on earth would he bring this wicked little villain back?