Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

"I just feel that her breath is familiar." Bishop withdrew his gaze, turned to look at his lover who was suddenly angry beside him, and said, "If you don't like it, I won't watch it."

Maybe this is what is written in the book, the appearance of a lover being jealous?The small face is bulging and the eyes are wide open. It looks cute.

Thinking of this, he gently scratched his lover's soft palm.

Irene slapped Bishop's paw again, and said with a 'hum': "I like it very much, who said I don't like it anymore! You can watch it if you want, who cares about you."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the other party, grabbed the bright red fruit on the table, opened his mouth and bit down hard.

That ferocity, as if what was biting was not the fruit but the flesh of the lover beside him!

He himself knows that this is a bit vexatious, but he just can't help the anger in his heart, especially when he sees the beautiful figure of Venus opposite him, he always inadvertently wonders whether Bishop likes such a woman, after all, the other party likes it so much Squeeze meat and hands or something.What makes him feel most uncomfortable is that he is not a woman, and the lover beside him does not know that he is a man.

The restless princess gnawed one fruit after another, and slapped the brave man's hand open again and again.

It wasn't until the brave man finally didn't want to continue this little game of you slapping me, he stretched out his hand and directly embraced the princess into his arms, and comforted him in a low voice: "I know I was wrong, be good, stop slapping, your hands are red. "

When lovers are angry, they must first admit their mistakes, no matter whether they are right or wrong. This is a very important thing, and it is recorded in a very conspicuous position in the love books that Bishop has read.

And he thinks this is very correct, no matter what, as long as Irene is angry, it is indeed his fault.

Although the angry little lover is equally cute, he still prefers the other party who is happy, and it makes him happy to look at him silly.

Hearing this, Irene stopped struggling, grabbed her lover's hand and looked at it carefully, turned the palm of the hand and the back of the hand, but found no red spots, even looking healthy and strong, the fingers alone It looks great.

Good-looking is good-looking, but that's not the point. The princess who felt fooled turned her head and glared at the brave man, and said, "I didn't see where it was popular."

"The red one is your hand."

Bishop grabbed his lover's paw instead, turned out the palm of his hand, and let the other party see the big red area.

Feeling distressed, he continued helplessly, "Hey, don't hit me."

Irene, who didn't feel the pain, shook her little hand and muttered, "It's me that hurts, not you."

Feeling that the surroundings were too quiet, he looked up and saw all the orcs around him staring at him and his lover, only then did he realize that he seemed to be still being held in Bishop's arms, so he quickly broke free and stood up. Straighten your back, and at the same time whisper to the lover beside you: "Sit down, there are so many people watching!"

He is not used to showing off their good feelings in front of so many people!Just leave this thing for the two of them to experience alone!

The God of Cupid, who was extremely silent and lowered his head, took all this scene into his perception.

I can't help feeling that love is really a wonderful thing!

Even the devil who is not interested in everything can coax his little lover gently and patiently. Isn't that amazing?

It's just that I don't know if Bishop can accept such a beautiful and delicate lover after recovering his memory.

Alas, she should hurry up and prepare something to hide. She always feels that something is wrong with Princess Irene every time she sees it. When the devil recovers her memory, something she doesn't want to see may happen...

"Your Excellency, you are finally here."

Cook's loud voice echoed in the wide stone hall, and the figure stopped in front of the elf in a blink of an eye.

His eyes were burning like fire, and he stuck tightly to the face of his sweetheart in front of him.

Leslie, who was treated enthusiastically, was expressionless, bypassing Cook directly, and walked straight towards the stone table.

He wants to find a place farthest from the other party, and concentrate on eating well.

But his wish is not easy to come true. The long table is crowded with orcs of various shapes. It is still difficult to find a place in a remote place that can accommodate him. can be found successfully.

"Come, sit here, I have already arranged a seat for you, and the food is also the fruit that elves love to eat."

The patriarch of the orc clan appeared in front of the elf again, pointing the direction for his future lover with a smile on his face.

Leslie walked around the pestering guy again, thought about it, and decided to go where the other party pointed.

Then, among several vacant seats dedicated to entertaining guests, he chose a seat that was obviously farthest from where Cook was sitting just now, and he didn't need to see the other's annoying face.

He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the water on the table and drank it slowly, and then a hand holding the fruit stretched out in front of him.

Looking along the arm of that hand, I saw Cook sitting next to him with a smile on his face, and the food in front of the table was also replaced with various fruits in this short period of time!

……

He who has nothing to love in life still wants to struggle again!

So he stood up with the cup in his hand, and walked directly to the only place next to the brave man and the princess opposite.

As for the politeness and impoliteness of changing positions at will, he doesn't care anymore. At this moment, Leslie just wants to stay away from the extremely noisy Cook!

However, this small wish of Leslie is doomed to fail.

Because he just sat down, the annoying Cook actually drove away the unknown orc sitting next to him and successfully occupied the seat.

This time I don't plan to struggle anymore, anyway, the result is the same, I will meet this damn guy wherever I sit.

The tired fake elf sighed silently, and in silence he continued to slowly raise his cup to drink water.

As for what the orc beside him was chattering with him, I'm sorry, he didn't hear it.

Not long after, the rest of the brave team were finally led into the stone palace.

In fact, the princess who had been waiting for the meal was very curious. The reason why the orcs walked slowly was of course the "butler's elegance" they learned from somewhere. The slow speed was for sure, so it was normal for them to come late.However, since he and other teammates lived in the same place, why did the orcs assign different 'butlers' to guide them?Moreover, why didn't I meet any teammates on the way here?

No one will solve this doubt for the princess.

And the painful orcs absolutely refused to admit that it was because they didn't want too many of their kindred to see their difficult appearance, so they took pains to take a long way around.

"Darina! I met you again!"

Eddie, who was sitting beside Venus, smiled and spoke, his loud voice was full of joy.

The God of Cupid with his head down was expressionless. At this moment, he just wanted to gag the little dragon's mouth!

It was hard for her to quietly become a non-existent background, and just like that, she was pointed out by the brat in one sentence!She was so angry that she wanted to beat the dragon!

But it is impossible to hit a dragon cub, it is impossible for her who is so gentle and full of love to beat a dragon cub, so she can only smile and turn her head to this little guy who gets into trouble every time and say: "Yes, dear Eddie, we meet again."

"It seems that we have met several times during this time!" The happy Eddie waved his fingers and began to count, and then shook out three fingers and said: "Three times! When I meet you again in a few days, it will be the fourth time !"

As he spoke, he began to shake his hands with four fingers outstretched.

……

Eros, she didn't want to talk.

There won't be a fourth time, absolutely not, after going back today, she will go back to the temple to sleep, and she won't come out if anyone disturbs her!

As for love, just wait for it to happen by itself.

No matter how powerful her divine power is, it can't influence the final result.

"Darina? Is that the one you met at Erin's friend last time?"

Garcia looked at Cupid, his eyes full of admiration for beauty.

Although what he loves most is a strong body, but this woman's appearance and temperament have far surpassed the concept of beauty, just like a brave man and a princess, so are they.

Hearing his teammate's question, Eddie nodded with a smile. Remembering that he didn't seem to have introduced his little friend of the god of love, he smiled and said to everyone: "This is my friend Darlene who I have known for a long time. She's amazing!"

In order to show how powerful his little friend is, he specially nodded heavily when he said 'great'.

As a god, of course it is extremely powerful.

And Cupid could only smile and silently respond to Xiaolong's words, neither refuting nor admitting.

It always feels like a joke to mention something powerful in front of Bishop.

She was so tired, she didn't want to play Seta any more, she just wanted to go back to the temple, to that quiet place, and have a good rest.

After introducing the friends to his teammates, Eddie began to lean in front of Cupid and exclaimed in admiration: "Darina, you look so beautiful when you grow up, even more beautiful than what I have seen before! I also want to Grow up, but I can't grow up."

Thinking of this, he felt a little sad.

But now that you have made a choice, you must face the consequences bravely.

Between being silent and talking to the dragon cub, Cupid still chose the latter.

Anyway, it's already like this, instead of sensing the intimate movements of the devil and the little lover, it's better to chat with the little dragon cub.

"What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

As Eddie talked with Cupid, this extremely lively dinner also began.

It is not wrong to say that it is lively, because the many orcs sitting around the long table also started chatting with each other.

Immediately, the spacious stone hall was bustling like waste water in a hot pot. If you want to hear the voices of your companions clearly, you have to work hard to identify them.

In this excitement, the only thing that counts Cook is that there is too much movement.

In order for the elves to hear his voice, he turned up the volume to the highest level, so high that it almost drowned out everyone's voice.

And Leslie was devastated.

He felt that his fake skin was about to be scared off by Cook's voice.

In pain, he could only use food to vent his anger, as if eating these foods would save him from such pain.

The long banquet is finally over.

The moment everyone left the stone palace and felt the quiet night outside, they felt as if they had come alive.

Unable to bear to destroy this tranquility, none of them made a sound, looking at the countless twinkling stars in the sky not far away, enjoying this long-lost tranquility.

At this moment, a singing voice with an extremely strange rhythm and intonation suddenly broke through their ears and penetrated into their minds.

"The stars in the sky participate in the Big Dipper! You have everything and I have everything! Hey, hey..."

Irene with red cheeks was hanging on Bishop's body, and he smirked while shouting the lyrics of his previous life, while reaching out and waving his hand towards the distant starry sky.

He didn't think that the sweet juice of the orcs was actually wine. Of course, he didn't have time to think about it when his mind was full of stars.

While singing, his eyes shifted to Bishop's face in front of him. After staring at the other's lips for a long time, he suddenly pinched the other's chin, squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Kiss me quickly, or I will Stop singing!"

After waiting for a long time without waiting for an answer, Irene, who felt so tired from top to bottom, didn't intend to sing any more. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly let go of the hand that was around Bishop's neck, and quickly Squatting down on the ground, he raised his head and said to his lover, "Oh, I fell, it hurts so much! I want a hug."