Ancient elf as husband

It seemed a little difficult to make a tribe whose members had just died laugh, sing and dance. They had forced smiles on their faces, which looked uglier than crying.

Molix didn't force anything, he just leaned on the throne next to him and it was up to them to do whatever they wanted.

The patriarch followed his footsteps and came to his head. "The elf is so powerful. It's because we have limited knowledge. All the things prepared for you are placed in the house prepared for you."

He turned around and instructed Lai Lang beside him, "Lai Lang, bring all your things to the adults."

Lai Lang bowed his head and led the people.

Jian Yan was also a little curious about what they would bring out to entertain the guests. The tip of her nose moved slightly, and she inhaled the continuous charcoal smoke from the tribe.

By the way, they are animals...

The sturdy figure over there came and went in a hurry, and a group of people came over surrounded by a very huge stone.

The stone is very flat facing upwards, and there are a few clean and large leaves on it. It can be seen that this is a table.

The arms of three or four people had ferocious veins, and they were holding a stone that was almost the size of an eight-person table. It was still solid, and they looked like they were not struggling too much.

Jian Yan was shocked. She suddenly realized that this was the world of Hercules.

Molix was about to tease her when he saw her shocked look and followed her gaze, meeting Lai Lang's eyes accidentally.

A certain man's interest quickly disappeared. He glanced coldly at the innocent Lai Lang and then at the little pet.

3, 2, 1...

Hey guys, still watching!

Molix immediately became angry and grabbed the back of her neck, "Is he good-looking?"

He swore that if she dared to say yes, he would definitely rush down and kill her!

As soon as her neck was pinched, Jian Yan couldn't help but feel the sensitivity and itching in her neck and she shrank up, like a controlled kitten.

Her lips and teeth trembled, her face innocent, "What? Who is good-looking?"

What's wrong with him? She didn't do anything wrong.

There was only confusion in his dark eyes, without any trace of guilt. Only then did Molix soften his ugly expression, "Then what are you looking at?"

Jian Yan grabbed his claws and was very dissatisfied with her hands on her hips, "I was just surprised to see them able to move such a big stone. Why are you so petty!"

She had discovered a long time ago that this man's possessiveness was really unbearable. She had never seen such a small-minded man.

A man with a sharp mind sneered and picked up her collar, "Is that worthy of your surprise?"

He grabbed her by the back of her collar with a few thin fingers and lifted her up effortlessly. The veins in his arms were not even tight.

This stark comparison left Jian Yan speechless, so childish...

But looking at his stinky face, she might be angry if he didn't obey him. She rolled her eyes secretly and rushed towards him like a coaxing girl, saying, "Lord Molix is ​​so annoying, you are indeed the best."

After being hugged by him too much, she subconsciously ignored his strength and advantages.

To be honest, he is not at the level of ordinary people in all aspects. He is so sacred that there is no need to compare with ordinary people.

A certain man was very pleased with it. The sweet voice of the soft ball in his arms made him feel happy again. He raised his head arrogantly and said, "It's good to know."

Lord Molix's increasingly childish behavior was like a male peacock vying for a mate, using his perfectly blooming beautiful feathers to cover the brilliance of others and fill the world in her eyes.

He didn't even notice it himself, or maybe he did but had selective amnesia.