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The young man probably didn't know how confusing he was at the moment.

The six-winged elf lowered his eyes and stared at the young man below him for a moment. His golden eyes revealed a hint of uncontrollable lust like never before.

He restrained all his golden wings and slowly leaned down.

If you want to protect the opponent from any backlash on the basis of a smooth explosion of potential, then you can only advance the matter so hastily.

He needed to inject his mature and controllable power into the boy's body to help him balance the sudden powerful explosion.

The six-winged elf is neatly and luxuriously dressed, in sharp contrast to Zhouze, who is almost naked.

In the gorgeous and luxurious palace bedroom, the light is bright enough to illuminate every inch of the young man.

It seems that this is not bad...

The six-winged elf thought, raised his hand and set up a barrier that was absolutely impossible to break through, let alone peek into, covering the entire dormitory.

Any sound within the barrier, no matter how loud, will not be heard.

It's safe and secluded enough.

Then the six-winged elf easily scooped the boy into his arms, holding the back of his head with one hand to bring him closer to him.

After doing this, the six-winged elf felt that his usually steady breathing was now a bit uncontrollable.

It was strange, but he didn't object to this novel and interesting experience.

"Well..." Zhouze was suddenly pulled into a cold embrace. The ice-silk cloth on the Elf King's body touched and rubbed against his skin, making him feel slightly comfortable.

So I wanted more.

Instinctively, Zhouze slowly raised his weak hands a little, hoping to cool down his burning palms.

But before he could find a place to relieve the heat, Zhouze's wrist was firmly held and raised to a slightly higher place.

The Elf King lowered his head and kissed the young man's hot and tender palm.

Feeling that the kiss was not enough, he stretched out his tongue and licked it gently. If Zhou Ze could see this scene, he would definitely think it looked like the golden liger licking him at that time.

But the Elf King is calm and restrained, and the animal nature in his bones is almost non-existent. Even if it exists, it will never be exposed.

So he just licked it gently, and then used his fingertips to carefully rub the boy's palm.

It was probably because the boy was a little ticklish, and as expected, this move caused him to struggle a little.

The six-winged elf found it interesting, so he held the boy down and scratched him for a while, like a cat.

This undoubtedly makes Zhouze's current situation "even worse."

It was as if wings were breaking through the flesh on his back. It was just hot and itchy. Now his palms were being grabbed and scratched forcibly, and Zhouze was about to cry.

The delicate young man with teary eyes, because he could not clearly see the scene in front of him, his beautiful big eyes seemed a little out of focus, but they were able to bring out the darkest thoughts in people's hearts.

The Elf King watched for a moment, then kissed the lips that were slightly open without knowing it.

Just as he was about to go deeper, he suddenly frowned slightly.

The powerful Elf King heard a low and threatening roar coming from the depths of his soul, and the unique voice of the dwarf boy said with a smile: "Knowing how to share is the first of good qualities."

Is it? After the Elf King frowned briefly, he returned to being indifferent.

He doesn't think what's his needs to be shared.

Therefore, the most powerful Elf King ruthlessly suppressed the other two soul aspects and returned to the matter at hand.

While kissing the boy, he slid down with one hand and naturally reached the most important area.

The boy was stunned because of this and his eyes widened, as if he didn't know what was going on for a few seconds, and his blank eyes looked extremely innocent.

Makes people want to bully even more.

The Elf King darkened his golden eyes and continued to advance the matter without any hesitation.

……

……

When Zhouze woke up from the floating sea of ​​fragmented consciousness, he no longer knew how many days had passed.

He lay on the bed, covered with an extremely soft quilt, feeling like a broken rag doll, extremely tired.

I should have known better not to drink so hard.

Sure enough, drinking too much can cause trouble.

He knew what the six-winged elf had done to help him relieve the overwhelming heat, but he could not recall the details at all. He only had the lingering feeling that he would be broken at any time.

Zhouze couldn't help but bury his face in the pillow.

Hmm... Just now he suddenly remembered that not only did he remember this, but also because the flower dew was so powerful that it made him so dizzy that he didn't know why, so he also did a considerable number of extraordinary things.

There is no shortage of words that are out of line.

The voice was not suppressed at all.

simply……

The heat on Zhouze's cheeks began to soar again, and he knew without even thinking about it that it must have turned red. He closed his eyes tightly in shame and vowed never to drink too much in his life.

No matter what!

Before Zhouze could recover from this huge embarrassment, the Elf King walked in.

What's very unfair is that the duration is the same, but he needs to lie down and slump to regain his energy, but the six-winged elf is as easy as drinking water, without consuming anything.

In fact, Zhouze could clearly detect that the Elf King suppressed a lot in order to take care of him!

It’s hard to imagine not being depressed.

Zhouze pressed his forehead, which was a little painful for a moment, and decided to put it all behind him. He concentrated on feeling his back.

The itch disappeared.

But...it doesn't seem like it has grown wings? Is he so untalented that he can't survive even after drinking a whole glass of toilet water?

Zhouze raised his face from the pillow again due to difficulty in breathing, his brows furrowed.

This expression was caught by the Elf King who came to the bedside, and his beautiful fingers covered Zhouze's eyebrows in the next second, "What?"

Accompanied by the six-winged elf's concerned inquiry.

The tone was clearly calm and indifferent, but for some reason it made Zhouze feel inexplicably - as long as he said who made him frown, that person would cease to exist in the next second.

With such a restrained and self-sufficient character, the Elf King wouldn't be so "cruel".

Zhouze thought for a moment, shook his head, and explained with shame and helplessness: "I still don't have wings."

Wasted flower dew.

Hearing the guilt in the young man's words, the Elf King replied in a low voice: "It doesn't matter, there is still a lot of flower dew."

Zhouze: "!"

If other elves in the elf city heard their majesty describing the national treasure-level flower dew in such a worthless tone, they would definitely break into pieces.

Zhouze also knew the importance of flower dew. Hearing this, he waved his hand quickly, "No, since I have no talent, there is no need to waste such a good thing."

He is very calm, how can he live without living?

The beautiful and powerful Elf King looked at him and wanted to speak. Suddenly, Zhou Ze turned into a dwarf boy in the blink of an eye.

When the dwarf boy saw him, a slightly sly smile instantly appeared on his exquisite face.

"Why would it be a waste to use good things on you?" The dwarf boy approached him, his tone was extremely innocent and frank, "I'm so jealous. That guy has done it, is it my turn?"