Ancient elf as husband

Jian Yan couldn't find him and thought he had broken his promise and lied to her, "Where have you been? You promised to take me with you!"

After Molix calmed down the confusion in his body, he added a few more calming spells to ensure that he was as stable as a holy monk before he came out.

He sighed secretly. It seemed that the meditation spell could not last long in front of her. If it didn't work, he could only lower the seal and bury this abnormal admiration that could disturb his heartstrings.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Jian Yan breathed a sigh of relief, pouted, grabbed a corner of his clothes and muttered, "Don't sneak away while I'm not paying attention."

A non-deterrent warning, like a little pet afraid of being left behind, stretching out its claws to grab him.

A sense of satisfaction of being needed and relied on emerged spontaneously. Molix felt almost subconsciously happy, and the curse seal was broken.

Molix didn't sink for long before he returned to his senses. When he looked at her again, his eyes were full of mixed feelings, complex and ferocious.

Ever since she accidentally flirted with him yesterday, he seemed to have been completely opened by her to the cage of desire.

He knew very well that he just liked her skin.

The white, rosy, flexible and flawless skin is different from the elf's stiff, pale and cold body. The body, which is close to the perfect handicraft shaped by the gods, is as soft as the clouds in the sky and as warm as the forbidden flame.

She is like a gift custom-made by God for his conscience. Every aspect of her is in line with his aesthetics, whether it is appearance or character...

It is undeniable that sometimes she is so willful that it annoys him, jumping up and down like a wild horse all day long, crying and howling, but this does not prove that she is lively and changeable, and does not affect his emotions much.

But reality told him that she did not belong to him...

His gaze was so penetrating that Jian Yan was stunned by his gaze, "When are we going out?"

Molix closed his eyes, turned over and lay with his back to her, "Have a rest today and go back tomorrow."

Without looking at her disappointed expression, he looked gloomy. At present, he needed to figure out his bad situation at the moment.

Although the elves, the top civilization in the mainland, have different moral concepts than humans, ethical issues that cross races are still not supported.

Plants are plants, animals are animals, and the essence of the two is the difference between the two ends of the world.

Even if they are both plants, there are dryads and witch spirits. Finding a dryad as a partner is considered a serious crossbreeding, let alone an animal! It simply ruins the outlook on life.

Moreover, animals and plants have complicated relationships. Not to mention how outsiders would view them, he himself could not accept such a thing.

A beautiful leg was placed around his waist, and Molix's body trembled.

His head was tense with nerves, and he lowered his head mechanically.

The joint of the leg was stuck in his waist and abdomen, and the little foot was hanging down. The round toes were very cute and cute. The whole foot was only as big as his hand. The wind chimes on the ankles jingled in the wind.

It seemed like something jumped and broke.

Molix was very upset, she was just a little goblin! Make it difficult for him as he struggles.

No one paid attention to her. She entertained herself for a while and fell asleep again.

Maybe she was used to sleeping here, so she wasn't honest when she fell asleep. The sun was strong at noon, so she moved closer to the cold source in her sleep, almost pressing against his body.

Molix turned over and faced her sleeping face with a dark expression.

Even though her sleeping posture at the moment was very unrestrained and bold, he couldn't fault it because his waist seemed to be heated by her temperature, so hot that he almost suffocated.

On the group of young vines in the center of the thorn vines, the tall figure of the man paused for a long time, and finally slowly dispersed and sank into the vines.