The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

The three priests winked at each other, and although they were unwilling, they got up and said goodbye.

Since the dragon saw the elf, he had signaled them to leave with his eyes, and now he even urged them to leave in a joking tone. No matter how ignorant, he might not be so polite.

"You have to take care of the Dragon Warrior to sleep in the middle of the night, the prime minister has really worked hard." A priest sneered with a smile on his face when he passed by Xinuo.

This time, Hino didn't react as violently as he did on the day of the negotiation. He didn't respond, but smiled calmly at the priest.

Finally, when the door was closed and only he and the dragon were left in the side room, Xino frowned nervously. He was worried that the priest of Aowei would see his purpose of coming to find Irsa.

He should keep calm and make Aowei think that their plan has an opportunity, survive this year, and get back the contract of Liu Guang and his wife.

While lowering his head and thinking, Hino suddenly felt his body being pressed more heavily in Ilsa's arms.

"Hmm..." Hino frowned in pain and looked up at Ilsa.

Ilsa immediately relaxed her strength obediently, pretending it wasn't intentional.

It's been a long time since Hino let him hold him in his arms obediently, and Ilsa wondered if she could be as willful as before again.

Hino opened his mouth slightly, gasped for pain, and stared at Ilsa with a pair of pale gold pupils in confusion, but this time he did not blame the dragon, but asked in a low voice as if he had made a mistake: "Is my body wrong?" Too fragile?"

Ilsa seemed surprised, looking down at his expression, he was very unfamiliar with such inquiries from Hino, in the past if he was indifferent, he would be attacked by Hino.

He really likes to hold Hino more solidly, but the elf's body is indeed too soft compared to the dragon's, as if holding a cloud, it is not real enough, this feeling has become more and more serious in the past year, Ilsa always wants to pass A certain way to feel Hino more clearly, but if you hug him a little tighter, Hino will not be able to breathe, and he will be beaten when he sticks out his tongue.

Hino swallowed, slowly stretched his right hand behind his back, took hold of Ilsa's hand on his back, gently slid it down, pressed it on his lower back, and pressed his forehead against Ilsa's With a pointed chin, he panted and whispered: "You will press me in this position from now on, I can bear it here, can you?"

Ilsa's eyes were astonished and shocked, he wondered if he was dreaming, even if he was dreaming, Hino would not say such words to him in such a tone and expression in a dream.

In the past, Hino had the airs of being an older brother. In politics, he would speak to Ilsa in a commanding tone, and when he occasionally made Ilsa happy, he would also speak to juniors in that tone.

Hino has never talked to Ilsa in such a coquettish manner.

This feeling was obviously very strange, but Ilsa seemed to have suddenly obtained something that she had always wanted but couldn't explain clearly.

The strange thing is that this kind of unexpected gain brought surprises, but not satisfaction. Ilsa hugged the elf's waist for a moment, greedily wanting the elf to give him more.

Hino held his breath and didn't make a sound. It was already a big disadvantage for him not to have the frequency of the dragon race, so he had to let his elf body withstand the force the dragon race was accustomed to. As long as he could breathe, it was enough.

He swallowed hard, and slowly leaned his right cheek against Ilsa's left collarbone, and said in a hoarse voice: "Take me to the bedroom, Ilsa, I will tell you a story."

Ilsa didn't say anything, but he did, and Ilsa didn't speak for a long time.

If he could perceive the frequency of the dragon clan, Hino felt that he might be able to understand what Ilsa was thinking at the moment.

Ilsa suddenly became silent, not because he was dissatisfied or puzzled by Hino's change, Hino had this intuition.

When the dragons are emotionally intense, they will be closer to instinct, and their instinct is to communicate with frequency. When the emotional ups and downs are too high, they will even lose the ability to communicate in the common language.

Hino suddenly felt frustrated. For the first time, he realized that the gap between races would make him lose his important life.

Be aware of Ilsa's abilities at all times.

Hino began to tell melancholy about a romantic legend circulating among the elves.

He had never told a pure love story before. At the end of the story, he looked at Ilsa with eyes full of enthusiasm, and whispered in the male dragon's ear in the elf tone of the story: "Jeremiah Tell Tassie: 'You are too bright for me, Tassie, I thought I could be one of your many friends forever, but I would be the first of your many suitors to lose, so I keep hiding That secret, so that I can stay with you for one more year, one day, one second. But now, I am not sure if I can survive the decisive battle tomorrow, and I cannot leave you with this secret forever, so, I must tell you',"

Hino swallowed nervously, his throat was tight, and even though he said the line in a low voice, his voice was still hoarse: "'I love you, I love you Tassie'."

Saying those three words to Ilsa, so that Shino could hear his own heartbeat and gurgling blood flow, his cheeks felt tingly, and this tingling sensation spread along his neck to his arms, and even the back of his hands began to tingle.

He also put his left hand on Ilsa's chest back under the quilt, not wanting Ilsa to find that his hand was shaking with excitement.

However, Hino quickly noticed that Ilsa didn't react strangely to those three words.

He didn't want to face it, but Ilsa probably wasn't listening to his story at all.

The dragon with a pair of purple pupils was observing whether the elf's slightly damp blond hair was pressed by the pillow or quilt. His left hand repeatedly hovered over Hino's back or above his arm, and then slowly pressed it down, feeling the elf's body from the wet body. The air gradually becomes solid to the touch.

Ilsa was very absorbed in the game, her long purple eyelashes were drooping, and she looked extremely focused.

This dragon has always liked Hino's breath, and the breath from the air just after taking a bath will be more obvious. Ilsa is very happy. After a while, he feels that the moisture on the left side of Hino's body has weakened. Immediately turned Hino in his arms, and began to repeat the joy just now.

Hino's heart was broken, and he became more and more suspicious that Ilsa's kiss that night was just a curious attempt. When Ilsa entered the courtship period and understood the complete desire, he might regret that kiss very much.

Hino didn't dare to tell the dragon that he was tempted, otherwise if he found out that it was just a misunderstanding in the future, he would have no way to take a step back and say that he just indulged the dragon's needs if he confessed first.

Then he would not be able to return to the status of a friend and stay by Ilsa's side, which would make Ilsa feel awkward.

It is necessary to let Irsa create a courtship state for him for the first time, Hino thought, but not tonight, those priests should all be watching outside the door.

"I'm going back to the guest room to sleep." Hino told Ilsa firmly.

The male dragon, who hadn't spoken for half a century, finally became impatient at this moment!

"Why?" he protested in a muffled voice.

"The priests of Auwei are watching us." Shino propped himself up, and the quilt slid from his shoulders to his legs.

Ilsa immediately picked up the quilt, covered the elf, and hid it in her arms.

"No..." Hino held down the quilt and looked down at Ilsa: "We have already said on the way back that we must beware of Aowei people. In the future, whether it is a priest or Aowei's dragon warriors will ask you questions, You can't even tell the truth."

"Issa didn't say, Issa is very good!" Ilsa looked a little annoyed, he didn't want to let the elf go this night: "Issa is still awake, let's talk about it."

Hino complained with a little temper: "I told you, but you won't listen."

Ilsa suddenly sat up anxiously, looked sideways at the elf and retorted: "Why don't you listen?"

"Do you know what story I told just now?" Hino met the male dragon's eyes, and after a while, the complaining expression was replaced by shyness.

"A long time ago, the bad witch tribe used forbidden techniques to absorb the life of children." Ilsa immediately summarized the story that Hino just told solemnly: "Jeremiah, the great hero of the ancestors of the elves, awakened the power of wood and defeated

The bad witch clan saved the children. "

"..." Hino asked in a low voice in despair: "And what about his friend Tassie?"

"Didn't Taci die in the end?" Ilsa replied seriously.

"Don't you think that Jeremiah will be trapped in sorrow for the rest of his life?" Hino felt that the dragon missed the point at all.

This story is a poignant love tragedy, and the point is not to destroy the Wu Clan at all. Once summarized by this dragon, it is like a legend of heroes that everyone is happy with!

Ilsa's eyes were blank for a moment, but she quickly nodded as if she understood: "Ilsa knew he would!"

No, he didn't pay attention to this problem just now.

Death was a very foreign concept to Ilsa. What he was afraid of was waiting, but he didn't understand that death would make even the longest wait in vain.