[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

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love in the eyes

this is our truth

before getting old and dying

I raise my glass to my lips

Staring at you, sighed softly

In the early morning, the underground elf kingdom is still lit with stalactite lamps, and the golden light passing through the green leaf-covered dome, sprinkled on the pillars of the deep palace and the huge entwined tree roots, looks wider and boundless.

Water pours out from the hollow tree roots, forming waterfalls and small streams. With the reflection of the sun, the waterfalls and the reflections in the water flash with hazy and beautiful waves, which is extraordinarily dreamy and charming.

In the luxurious dormitory of the elf king Thranduil, Vespa was sleeping extremely soundly on that large and soft bed. The silver brocade quilt on her body had already been torn off, and she was entangled with Seran like an octopus. Dill, seemed extremely intimate.

Through the amber-like stained top window, the sun shines on Vespa, making her look like she is radiating light. Thranduil saw a ray of sunlight throwing shadows under her curled eyelashes. She seemed to be about to wake up. The shadows trembled slightly with the eyelashes, as if something was flapping its wings in his heart.

Flap your wings?what is that? butterfly?

He must be crazy, or some low-intelligence disease contracted by stupid dwarves.

Her deep and beautiful face slowed down many cold things in her sleep, and even added a touch of sweetness and softness, graceful and attractive.

Then Thranduil's eyes reflected her deep and quiet green eyes, that green color seemed to have infinitely imaginative magic power, which almost made his heartbeat stall a few times.

Vespa just woke up with the effects of a hangover, and her head was groggy, but she blinked a few times, and after seeing the extremely handsome face of the Elven King, she warmly hooked his neck again, "Morning Ann, my beauty."

Thranduil: ...has he been molested again?

But then Vespa's performance made him instantly cold.

The hangover elf showed a confused expression and rubbed his forehead with a headache, "What happened last night? My memory seems to have been emptied."

She raised her gaze subconsciously, and seeing the elf king's dangerous expression made one's spine shudder, cold and fierce.

Vespa moved away cautiously, "...Could it be that after I was drunk, I became beastly and violated you?"

Thranduil's terrifying expression seemed to stab her right through with a sharp sword, my God, what did she do?

After a few seconds, the Elf King smiled instead of anger, but there was a kind of gnashing of hatred, "Just because of your thin and small body? Don't dream."

Thranduil looked at Vespa who had been far away after waking up, hmph, this damn stupid elf!

He was wearing a silver silk nightgown, and he was standing on the edge of the bed, glaring at Vespa condescendingly. The warm morning light shone on him, and Thranduil's long silver hair hung down his broad shoulders. He looks noble and elegant, and his innate magnificence makes him tall and strong, with a tall and straight figure.

Vespa could almost see the charming muscle lines on his body, what the hell, she was so drunk last night, it was a riot.

But it doesn't seem too late today.

Vespa stood up from the bed, and the thin suspender nightgown could barely cover part of her lower body. Of course, she was not short, but compared with Thranduil, even if she stood on the bed, she seemed to be no different. How tall is he.

I heard that the Sindar elves who stayed in Zhongzhou mainland are quite tall, it seems that this is not a misinformation.

Vespa put his hands on his handsome face, and said in an innocent voice, "Your Majesty, although I don't know what I did wrong, I would like to apologize."

Thranduil hugged her waist subconsciously because of her sudden movement, through the thin silk nightdress, he could feel the warm and soft touch, as if he could sink his hand into it.

He reprimanded in a low voice, "Let go of me! You frivolous elf!"

Vesper was not so convincing, she hugged him even tighter and yelled at him, "Otherwise what I did, you can do it again!"

Thranduil: "You think beautifully!"

Vespa: ...What did she do to the Fairy King?

It's a pity that before the Elven King answered her, Vespa was interrupted by the shocked butler Galian who appeared outside the bedroom door.

Galian: ...What the hell has he seen? Why does he always interrupt the king's good deeds...

Vespa looked at Galian in a dark velvet coat, and greeted him calmly, "Good morning, Mr. Housekeeper."

See, Miss Vespa was never conscious of being raped.

The elf butler looked at his king in fear, and then disappeared outside the door at a very fast speed, as if his appearance just now was just an illusion.

Vespa blinked, and turned his gaze back to the Elf King, "Let's continue, Your Majesty, I will obediently let you do whatever you want."

Thranduil: "...let me go."

Vespa looked at him in frustration, "Those who don't know thought that I kissed you last night and talked heartily, but fell asleep at a critical moment."

She looked at the elf king's expression that sank instantly, my God, is this the truth?

Thranduil sneered, then shook her off indifferently, and went into the cubicle to change his nightgown alone. When he appeared in Vespa's sight again, he had already changed into a gorgeous silver armor, looking strong and majestic , seems to be preparing to leave the woodland hall and go out to inspect the territory.

Vespa knelt on the bed, his clothes were thin and seductive, with a hint of lust.

She is not going to waste a day alone in the woodland hall, Vespa said sweetly, "Can you take me out together?"

"Throw you into the jungle river by the way?" Thranduil looked down at her with a low and dangerous voice.

Vespa looked at him aggrievedly, "It seems that I did kiss and talk to you last night, but fell asleep at a critical moment. This must make you very dissatisfied. As a thousand-year-old virgin , This is really a cruel thing.”

The silver scepter in Thranduil's hand pointed at her, "You are foolish and ignorant, frivolous and weak."

Vespa shrugged, "But you are a thousand-year virgin."

The Elf King's temples twitched, "The evil creatures in the deep forest are smarter than you."

Vespa: "You are the millennium virgin."

Thranduil narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are simply more rude than a monster that has been corrupted by dark shadows."

Vespa: "You are the millennium virgin, millennium, virgin."

Thranduil: ...the Demon King Sauron is more respectable than her!

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The Mirkwood is a thick and gloomy woodland, almost the most majestic forest in the northern world. After Sauron's defeat, this forest became the settlement of Silvan elves. Shrouded, darkened and filled with evil creatures.

However, the woodland kingdom of the elves survived, and became more prosperous and stable under the leadership of Thranduil.

A stream leading from the Elf King's Hall to the outside world happened to flow into the Jungle River. Through this stream, the people of Thranduil transported goods to Long Lake and beyond, and carried out very good and harmonious trade with the outside world.

And Thranduil's going out today is to inspect this water trade route. With the sweeping back of the dark forces, the Jungle River is no longer as peaceful as it used to be.

The exclusive ship of the Elven King was painted with beautiful silver paint. In order to safely pass through some narrow rivers, the ship was not too big, but it was very exquisite and luxurious. The intricate and arabesque patterns carved were obviously in line with the elves' usual aesthetics.

The Elven King stood at the front of the hull, his bright silver long hair scattered over the armor, almost blending into one.

He looked handsome and proud, a beauty that took the breath away of all living beings, and no one could match it.

But Thranduil's expression wasn't very good, and the instigator beside him—Vespa, didn't flatter him at all, because she was busy admiring the beautiful scenery along the Jungle River.

The river is clear and emerald green, reflecting the rolling mountains and forests on both sides. Countless magical plants that she can't name sway gently in the breeze, showing a dream-like magnificence with the change of light.

Thranduil frowned, "If you like this water area so much, I don't mind kicking you down the Jungle River, so that you can experience it deeply."

Vespa looked at him innocently, "You can't blame me for telling the truth."

Thranduil: The truth of hell!

As for Miss Vesperinde, she was the best at slapping and kissing. She turned slightly and stared intently at Thranduil.

The breeze was blowing her long hair, and she looked so charming and graceful, "I am satisfied to be able to stand in the same meandering and crystal clear forest river with you at this moment, and I have been rewarded to be able to stand under the same night star with you last night." I wish, I don't want to bind the wind, and I don't want to leave this Wang Jingying behind, just being with you at this moment is enough to surpass the sum of everything in this world."

She tiptoed slightly, and printed a kiss on the Fairy King's beautiful chin——

"Your beauty is like a hot flame, your steps are like walking on clouds, and you are my heroic dream that will never fade."