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

Now Hino can finally understand why every time Gregar and Lena are making out, Ilsa always walks up to him angrily with a face like asking for debts.

It turned out that the male dragon wanted him to hug him like Lina did to Gregar.

At this moment, Ilsa pretended to be looking at the scenery casually, but secretly observed his appearance from the corner of her eye. It almost made Xi Nuo hold back his laughter and his chest hurt. He really wanted to hug the dragon and rub it against his face, but unfortunately Now is not the time.

"Remember what I told you last night?" Hino mouthed to remind the male dragon who was dazzled by jealousy: "What are we going to do for now?"

Immediately, Ilsa drooped her head in anger, bypassed Hino and walked away.

Last night, Hino told Ilsa that Aowei's purpose was to win over Ilsa within this year, so before Hino left Ilsa's wing last night, he quickly discussed the countermeasures with him to let Ilsa In front of the envoys of Aowei, he showed interest in power and status, pretended to be hooked, and in front of outsiders, he had to behave more and more alienated from Xinuo.

This year, no matter what, he has to hold back all impulses to make Aowei think that the plot has succeeded. As long as the contract container of the Liuguang couple is handed over smoothly, Sino will no longer have to be afraid of Aowei.

Ilsa naturally obeyed Hino's plan, and he was willing to cooperate with the Aowei priests in acting, but he was unwilling to alienate Hino.

It can't be blamed on this male dragon for disregarding the overall situation, after all, he can only see Hino for five days a month, and he needs to keep a distance.

Ilsa didn’t expect to suffer this kind of “torture” before coming here, and what’s even more desperate is that he didn’t expect the alliance’s monthly missions to be so huge. He managed to return to the base on time by doing the work of three dragons with one dragon. Waiting for Xinuo to visit, there is no time to sneak to the outer island of the star to meet with Xinuo.

In this regard, Hino also proposed a solution: he will stagger the time of the next visit with the envoys from the other two countries. As long as there is no secret surveillance by the priest, he can sneak away to tell Ilsa a love story every night.

Looking forward to thinking about it.

However, Ilsa is a dragon who pays great attention to the feeling of the moment. He was so wronged that he didn't get the elf's hug, so he went back to the castle alone to find something to eat.

Hino scanned the surroundings cautiously, and found that none of the priests were following him, so he trotted and followed Ilsa into the castle.

When he turned into a corner of a closed corridor, Shino reached out and grabbed Ilsa's wrist.

Ilsa stopped, turned her head suspiciously and looked at the elf behind her.

"You seem to have sweat on your head that hasn't been wiped off." Hino murmured in a very low voice, walked around to Ilsa, raised his hand and wiped gently with his cuff (Ilsa's cheek.

The air seemed to thicken all of a sudden, enclosing the two of them in a private space.

Hino could feel the subtle changes in the rise and fall of Ilsa's chest with every breath. He looked into Ilsa's eyes, and the palm of his right finger that was wiping sweat ran across Ilsa's cheek, all the way down, sweeping across the side of his neck intentionally or unintentionally. , until the chest, and then reluctantly let go.

Ilsa's eyes lit up, and he took a step closer excitedly, staring down at the suddenly different elf.

He raised his hand, as if he wanted to hug the elf, but remembering his promise last night, he obediently forced himself to hang his arm in the end.

Hino looked up at him, pursed his lips into a smirk, took a step back, and Ilsa followed immediately.

Hino's pale golden pupils rolled around, and he stepped back mischievously, and put his back against the wall. He raised his eyebrows and mouthed to Ilsa, "I don't seem to be able to escape? What should I do? "

Irsa's vine-purple pupils ignited the extremely warm luster of last night again, and at the same time, the situation where the language ability of the dragon race declined in an excited state happened again, but he really wanted to say something to this elf right now. What, his voice became hoarse and vague: "Issa really wants to catch him, now, that's not going to work."

Ilsa couldn't express her accurate thoughts at all, so she only hummed and laughed twice, took a step forward, and raised her hand to support the wall.

Now Ilsa really won't let the prey escape, a pair of purple pupils bite the elf tightly.

Hino suddenly laughed happily, leaning against the wall and swaying his body triumphantly from side to side. He guessed that the effect of making the dragon with a good mind so excited that it lost its ability to express its common language was somewhat close to the frequency of a female dragon.

But the good times didn't last long, and the footsteps of several other dragons came from the stairs soon.

Hino hurriedly straightened up, put his arms around Ilsa's neck, "There is no one around, why don't you give me a hug?"

After speaking, he quickly stood on tiptoe, bit Ilsa's left earlobe lightly, then quickly let go of his hand, turned and ran away.

All afternoon, Ilsa chuckled with pleasure, making Gregar stare at him suspiciously.

It's a pity that I can't tell Gregar about the elf biting his earlobe. I don't know why, Ilsa intuitively feels that this incident is more remarkable than sticking out his tongue. Now he wants to call the envoys of all countries and all members of the parliament to declare publicly: Hino bit him Lop the left ear.

But Hino must not agree, and now he can’t show off their intimacy to anyone. Ilsa can inadvertently mention it in a public meeting a year later: the first time Hino bit his earlobe was in star calendar 110 The morning of September [-], seven years.

"What are you smirking about?" Gregar couldn't help asking.

"Smiling?" Ilsa raised her chin with a high gaze, looking down at the big bad dragon: "Has Lena ever bit your ear? Gary." He doesn't even call Gregar "Brother Gary" anymore, Il Sa felt that the dragon whose ears had been bitten had the same seniority as the big dragons.

"Why did she bite my ear?" Gregar thought that the dragon might have stumbled somewhere.

"It doesn't seem to have happened." Ilsa flaunted in a regretful tone: "Mom sometimes bites Dad's ears when she is very gentle. Isa has seen it before, which means she loves her very much. Maybe Lena doesn't love Gary that much." He patted Gregor on the shoulder proudly and comforted him, "It's okay, Gary, maybe she will bite you in 500 years."

"Ah... are you saying that she would lose control and do things at that time?" Gregar looked at the dragon boy unexpectedly: "How do you know about this?"

"Where..." Before Ilsa could ask, Ilsa immediately realized that if he didn't understand, he would look very ignorant, and he quickly said with a clear face: "Ilsa knows more than you know."

Gregor tilted his head and stared at him blankly, paused, and responded: "If you mean at that time, she prefers to bite my shoulder, and she has bitten in other places." A button, opened the neckline, and showed Ilsa the looming tooth marks: "She bit it last night."

"..." Ilsa was thundering from the blue sky, jealousy made the dragon question: "The bite last night still has a mark? Could it be that sister Lena's bite force is stronger than brother Di Carlo's hound? It shouldn't be, not Gary The eternal imprint that my brother burned out with his own tail, right?"

"Is it necessary for me to do this?" Gregar showed off a very unappreciative smirk and showed off: "If you hadn't mentioned this, wouldn't I have never had the opportunity to show this mark in my life? Such a rainy day risk and reward is not right Wait, I won't do that."

"Oh." Ilsa gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, and retorted: "Isa only said to bite her earlobe, but brother Gary just picked off the neckline. Brother Gary has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, right? Even if Isa is talking about steak today? Grilled, Brother Gary would also say that the steak is difficult to cut, the arms are so sour, and then he will open the neckline to show Lina's amazing bite strength, right?"

Gregar's dark red pupils suddenly lit up, he lowered his eyes and thought about it carefully, and murmured in a low voice: "So it's still possible to bring it up like this? I have to ask Abu Sauron to eat steak together, and the mark will disappear soon. .”

Before the words were finished, the silver teacup in Gregal's hand was thrown on the table with a "bang", and his figure disappeared in the dining room in an instant.

At this moment, the joy of being bitten by the elf has been dispelled by the big bad dragon's showing off. Ilsa didn't want to watch Gregar show off to Abu Sauron again, so she stood up and pretended to pass by the elf In the guest room, sneak in and ask for a few biscuits to fill your stomach, and try your luck to see if you can be bitten in another location.

When he quickly turned up the spiral staircase, the voice of an Orway priest suddenly came from behind him.

The priest, alone, stepped forward with a smile on his face and asked Ilsa to take a step to speak.