I became an ancient tree of the elves

"Here, it's baked, be careful not to burn it."

Moriyu smiled and handed her the moon rabbit in his hand.

"Well." Morrissey took the two thorn sticks with rabbits on them, watched as the poisonous man began to handle the fire rack, and greeted Yin: "Yin, come here."

Originally, the winner would not share the roasted moon rabbit with others, but because of the sound, this unspoken rule began to be broken for the first time.

"Yes, Sister Xi."

"Here, I'll give you half."

"No, just give me a few bites."

"If you say it's too much, I'll give you half."

"But I'm not very hungry."

Mo Liyin also couldn't bear to eat such a cute rabbit.

Morrissey pinched out a piece of meat and put it in her mouth: "Take a bite first."

Mo Liyin opened his mouth and bit it, then chewed it a few times. It was extremely delicious. It was delicious, very delicious, an indescribable taste, the aroma of meat, and it had some kind of magic power that made people eat it. After taking one bite, I still want to take another bite.

This feeling is like being hungry for a few days, and then seeing a delicious barbecue grilling, you can't help but want to eat it.

It's an exaggeration to say it melts in your mouth, but the meat is really tender and tender.

"Is it tasty"

"good to eat."

As Moriyin nodded honestly, many elves looking around showed kind smiles.

Morrissey continued to tear off the delicate skin of the roasted rabbit and continued to feed it: "Then eat more."

There is something magical about this act of feeding my sister, as if it satisfies some desire in my heart. When I see her eating and looking happy, even I feel extremely happy.

This made Morrissey feel that all his shameless hiding under the soil was worth it.

It's a pity that after Mo Liyin took a few more bites, he stopped eating: "No, sister Xi, you can eat. I'm full."

After Mo Liyin finished speaking, he trotted away, seemingly full.

But in fact, even if the elves are full, they can still hold a lot of things in their stomachs, mainly to satisfy their appetites.

Morrissey was a little regretful that he could not continue feeding, but he also loved Sister Yin even more. He thought that Sister Yin must be embarrassed to continue eating, and wanted her sister to eat more, so she only ate this little.

It's just that Mo Liyin is too gentle, cute and kind.

Apart from this reason, Morrissey really couldn't think of any elf who could refuse the magic of roasted moon rabbit.

No, Mori Rabbit watched the two of them eating the roasted moon rabbit with eager eyes and almost drooled.

"Yin, why don't you continue eating?"

"Well it's nothing."

"Don't you like it?"

Mo Liyin answered with some difficulty: "I don't like it."

Mori Rabbit smacked his lips: "Hey, if it were me, I would definitely finish that half."

Mo Liyin still didn't say it. She still felt that eating such a cute rabbit was too cruel. No matter how delicious it was, if there was a next time, she still hoped to eat the fruit instead of hurting such a cute rabbit. animal.

Mo Lixi was right. Mo Liyin did not continue eating because of her kindness and gentleness, but it was not the gentleness towards her sister, but the gentleness towards animals, which could not overcome the hurdle in her heart.

No matter how fragrant and delicious it is, Mo Liyin still feels guilty when eating it. This guilt makes her feel like chewing wax no matter how delicious the meat is.

But Mo Liyin took all the elf sisters for granted, so it was hard for her to say anything, and she couldn't accuse this of being incorrect.

Morrissey gave half of the rabbit to the rhinoceros

If sister Yin doesn’t want to eat, then it’s up to you to eat.

How can this be so embarrassing?

Why are you so polite between you and me?

Hey, hey

Ok

can you feed me

You are also a younger sister. First call me elder sister.

Yes, sister Xi~~

Oh, come on, open your mouth

Then I roasted the Moon Rabbit. As a result, I ate more than half of it, and I felt particularly happy after eating it.

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After being pestered by many sisters and chatting for a long time, she was taught many things, and also made her understand the previous war and Elune's elegant talent.

An elf with this talent is truly powerful. These elf sisters all hope that Sister Yin can be developed as soon as possible and care about her very much.

Mo Liyin had to get rid of these warm-hearted sisters after she said that she was tired, and she couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

My eyes wandered to the elves' clan land, and I suddenly found an elf sister who was standing quietly leaning against a big tree, looking up at the sky.

This is a very beautiful and quiet elf sister. I have never seen her come over and talk to me much before.

Moliyin knew her name, her name was Molière.

"Sister Ai, what are you looking at here?"

Mo Liyin walked over and asked curiously.

"Moon." Molière answered this stupid question, his eyes a little blue: "Why are you here?"

Isn't it strange that there are so many elf sisters, but they want to come here to chat with her.

Molière is an elf sister with a unique temperament. She has a unique beauty mark under her right eye. Compared with ordinary elves, she has a unique cold temperament, like a cold beauty.

"I also want to see the moon."

Mo Liyin walked to her side, and then looked up at the sky together. This position was very good. There were no big branches and leaves in front of his eyes. He could see a large area of ​​beautiful starry sky: "It's so beautiful."

Those vast stars that can shock people's hearts, and the shining silver moon.

Last night, Mo Liyin looked at the starry sky for a long time.

"Yeah." Molière responded: "Go back, I'm not used to standing with others."

"Oh." Mo Liyin, who was a little bit cold-shouldered, looked at this beautiful sister and became more interested: "Why does sister Ai like someone?"

"Ask me." Molière finally lowered his head and stopped looking at the moon in the sky: "Then you should ask the moon goddess why she named me Ai."

"I don't know what sorrow is, you know?"

Mo Liyin shook his head: "I don't know either, but mourning should mean sadness."

Molière is a little funny: "Why am I sad? I am not sad at all."

"Like your name, I think this name suits you very well. Do you think the name Ai suits me?"

Mo Liyin nodded: "Very suitable."

The cold sister Ai, the sister Ai who stares at the moon alone, the very beautiful sister Ai, this name suits her very well.

Morrie lamented: "It's suitable, right? But I think it was my name that changed me, not my nature."

"Speaking of which." Molière brushed the hair that fell down to his chin and put it behind his back: "Maybe I am really starting to feel a little sad."

Looking at Sister Yin who was a little speechless, after a while, Molière said to her again: "Leave me alone."

"Well."

But Mo Liyin was inexplicably unable to move forward. How could he leave such a sad sister alone.

But Sister Ai wants to be alone. Should she stay?

Molière looked at the slow girl: "What's wrong?"

"Don't be affected by my words. I'm fine. I'm just a little confused for the moment."

Mo Liyin silently held her hand: "Sister Ai."

She tried her best to think of a word: "I think the name may not be that important. Sister Ai herself is the most important. If the name affects her mood, I think this may be a bit sad. .”

"You are comforting me." Molière truly laughed. It was quite strange to feel his palm being held by this newborn sister. He touched her head with his other hand: "You call me sister." , but I asked you to comfort me, and I would feel sad about this."

"Well" Mo Liyin pursed his lips tightly.

"Thank you." Molière broke away from her hand that was holding him tightly, and pinched her baby's fat cheeks with both hands: "You can watch it here if you want. I'm going back to the room to rest."

Seeing Sister Ai leave like this, Mo Liyin was a little troubled as to whether he really disturbed her.

Just like other elf sisters, I was a little disturbed by thinking about music, and I didn't think about the song sung by the Mother Goddess all day long.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Liyin felt a little regretful and embarrassed about what he had just done, but he didn't know how to make up for it.

Watching Sister Ai walking further and further away, it was time to really leave her sight.

Mo Liyin chased after her, looked at her as she started to climb the tree, and asked: "Sister Ai, do you like music?"

"I like it." Molière looked at her under the tree: "What's wrong?"

There is no elf who doesn't like music.

"I will sing to you from now on, and you must get rid of sadness."

"Got it, thank you."

Molière laughed dumbly, thinking that he should not have said such words to this stupid sister just now.

The elf sister who is worried about her name is really a bit embarrassed for no reason.

When she was born, she was similar to other elves, and her personality was no different.

But later on, because of various small details of life, different names, different appearances, different lifestyles, or maybe just a really unique nature

Gradually, he became different from other elves and formed his own unique personality.

Even after that, because of this nature, Youyao's life became uncomfortable. The actions that were supposed to be intimate with the sisters could not be done casually, and every word must be paid attention to.

She could only hold on, and it was even harder for her to change or give up.

Elves are elegant in nature, they care more about their own face, and have extremely strong self-esteem and shame.