[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

Thranduil found that the worst spread of rumors was not the elves outside, but the nasty little fox in front of him.

"I never promised you." Thranduil glanced at the elf who was listening with his head down, and he felt that the elf's ears seemed to be elongated.

"But—" the little fox opened his mouth to discern something.

The blue and cyan eyes with thick warning gave the little fox a cold look. The little fox felt a chill on his back, and instantly fell silent in embarrassment.

"It's been a hard day today, you go out first." Thranduil looked back at the elf standing at the desk.

"Ah?" The little elf, who was listening vigorously, froze for a moment, his expression uncontrollably showing a little reluctance.

"What? You still have something to do?" Thranduil's tone was slightly cold.

"No, no, I'm fine!" The elf shook his head and waved his hands quickly.She looked at the little fox sitting on the side with a low eyebrow, then at Thranduil who was expressionless, and finally gave a regretful salute: "Then I'll go out first."

"kindness."

After the irrelevant people left the scene, and only Thranduil and the little fox were left in the room, Thranduil looked at the little fox next to him again.

"Don't say such misleading words in the future." He said seriously.

"I haven't." The little fox raised his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "You didn't object before, isn't that a tacit consent?"

"..." Thranduil really wanted to rest his forehead and sigh: "Why don't you think I am silently objecting."

"Because I don't want to think that."

Thranduil:  …

"In short, you must live on the third floor." Thranduil said in a strong tone, not wanting to argue with this unreasonable fox who wanted to argue.

"Woo QAQ..." The little fox instantly slumped, tears welling up in his eyes.

Thranduil tightened his hand holding the quill, frowned and said coldly: "Don't cry!"

Thranduil felt that he had to get the little fox to get rid of this bad habit of using tears to make him compromise, otherwise the lower limit of his principles would likely be continuously refreshed.

Yes, at this moment the great elf king really doesn't have much confidence in whether he can firmly reject the little fox's unreasonable request.

The little fox shrank her neck in fright at Thranduil's scolding, she pursed her mouth, and tears swirled in her eyes, trying not to fall down.She looked at him wrongedly: "I really want to live with you."

Thranduil directly avoided looking at the little fox crying, he lowered his head and resumed his business.

The plan of acting coquettishly and pretending to be pitiful did not succeed, the little fox curled her lips and said in a low voice: "I see." After finishing speaking, she jumped off the chair and left without saying hello.

Thranduil looked at the little fox who left without looking back, but in the end he didn't hold anything back.

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In the end, he still failed to stay in Thranduil's room, and the little fox felt all kinds of regrets.After all, it was the place with the strongest spiritual power that she found after coming to this world. She had visited many places in the past few days, but none of them could compare with Thranduil's room.

Forget it, if you can't live, you can't live.Anyway, I won't be kicked out of the Elven Woodland, and I can't run anywhere in that room, so I don't need to be in a hurry.As long as I increase my favorability with Thranduil, I won't be afraid that I won't have a chance to enter the room in the future.

"It's here." The cute blond elf brought the little fox to the third floor. She pointed to the room at the end of the corridor and said with a smile, "We've packed everything for you."

"Thank you." The little fox replied with a bright smile: "Don't use the honorific title, just call me fox."

"That's impossible!" The elf quickly refused: "You are our future princess, how can I call you by your first name!"

Hearing this, the little fox shook his head amusedly: "I'm thinking too much about you, Thranduil doesn't like me very much, look, I just got kicked out to live on the third floor."

"No, the king likes you!" The little elf immediately said good things for his king: "Why did the king not agree to live with you? I don't know the reason, but it's definitely not because I don't like you. I never grew up I have seen who the king has loved so much, you are the first, and you will definitely be the last."

The little fox was stunned: "How do you know he dotes on me?" It's true that Thranduil was very kind to her, but how did they know?She just returned to the woodland in human form this morning.Although she was still favored in animal form before, the elves didn't know that she was the fox from before.

"Look." Saying that, the elf raised his hand and pushed open the door of the room in front of him.

The little fox followed the elf's hand and looked into the room, his bright black eyes froze for a moment.

"Here?!" The little fox looked inside the house, and then at the corridor outside.That's right, this is indeed the third floor.

Before coming here, the little fox had already imagined the appearance of this room. It is simple and clean, with only basic furniture, which is the configuration of a common room.However, when she actually walked into this room, she realized that her imagination was really lacking.

Soft wool carpets, oil lamps wrapped in crystals, beds inlaid with gemstones, and dark gauze curtains wrapped with gold threads.Obviously every part of the room is full of jewels, but with the dark colors, it has a low-key and gorgeous that is different from the resplendent.

The most important point is that this room is exactly the same as Thranduil's room!

"This is what the king personally ordered." The elf winked at the little fox suggestively: "It was copied from his room."

The little fox opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and looked around the room with his eyes.The elf said that copying is really not an exaggeration. Except for the size of this room and Thranduil's room, there is no difference at all.All the furniture is available. In order to ensure the activity space, all the furniture is smaller than the original version, but it is enough for her to use alone.

She walked to the side of the bed, raised her hand and touched the ruby ​​inlaid on the head of the bed: "You all made these all morning?"

"Of course not, how did it come in time." The elf said with a smile, "It was the night before yesterday. We started preparations after we received a letter from the king with a pigeon."

The little fox stared blankly at the room for a while, then suddenly climbed onto the bed and pulled out the blankets and pillows inside, and ran outside holding them.

"Oh? Where are you going!" The little elf was stunned by the little fox's inexplicable behavior, she reacted for a while, and hurriedly chased it out.

"Fourth floor!" The little fox replied without looking back.

"Ah? But the king..." The elf wanted to persuade her to think twice. After all, the king didn't agree to her to live there, but before she could finish her words, the petite figure in front of her disappeared on the stairs. up.

what to do!The elf, who couldn't follow without Thranduil's permission, was in a bit of a dilemma, should I tell the king.But maybe Wang Shang doesn't care about people living on the fourth floor, and if he says it himself, he will always be suspected of suing.But... If you don't say anything, if the king really doesn't plan to live with the princess at the moment, then he will definitely not be able to walk around if he doesn't report his knowledge when the time comes.

To say, or not to say, that is the difficult question.

The little fox, who had no idea what kind of problem his sudden arrival had caused to others, had already entered Thranduil's room.She put her pillow and his pillow side by side on the head of the bed, kicked off her shoes, rolled over and lay down on the bed.

The little fox felt that he might have underestimated his position in Thranduil's heart, and refused to live together for the sake of their reputation, and was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he made an identical room to coax her.That would be too good for her!

And he did so much without saying a word.Let yourself shake face at him, without any angry reaction.

Perhaps, he liked her a little more than she imagined.The narcissistic little fox nestled in the blanket and grinned happily. It seemed that his teasing on the road played a big role.

Once again, it proves that a mother-fetal single dog with completely blank emotional experience is really good to flirt with!

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After struggling for a long time, the little elf finally decided to report to the king about the little fox's movements. She stood at the door of the office to calm down her nervousness, cleared her throat with a light cough, and then stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Come in." A cool and pleasant male voice came out from inside the room.

"Your Majesty." The little elf slightly possessed himself and saluted.

"What's the matter?" Thranduil asked without raising his head.

"Well... Your Majesty, Miss Fox went upstairs with her pillow and blanket in her arms." The elf said cautiously while paying attention to Thranduil's expression.

The quill writing something on the paper stopped suddenly, and Thranduil slowly raised his head to look at the elf: "Why didn't you stop her?"

The little elf quickly lowered his head, and answered honestly with lowered eyebrows. "She ran too fast, and I didn't catch up."

Thranduil lowered his eyes, and after a while he slowly said: "Understood."

The little elf raised her eyes and glanced at her king hastily. For some reason, she seemed to feel the connivance and helplessness from the king.

"Do you need to invite Miss Fox down?" the elf asked cautiously.

"Don't worry about her." Thranduil said flatly.

The little elf rolled her eyes, and finally possessed herself slightly: "Then, my lord, should I go out first?"

"En." Thranduil nodded.

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At night, the moon is on the treetops.

Thranduil, who finished his day's work on time, walked back to his private space on the fourth floor.His sensitive hearing almost heard the steady breathing sound from the room when he entered the fourth floor. It was soft and long, and he was in a state of deep sleep.

Slowing his pace one step faster than his brain, he quietly walked to the door and gently pushed it open.

squeak~

The wooden door made a moderate sound, and the bright blue eyes subconsciously looked at the person sleeping on the bed.

"Hmm..." The bulging blanket on the bed moved, and the girl lazily rolled over and sat up from the bed.

Sure enough, such a sound is still too loud for animals.This was the first thought in Thranduil's mind.

The little fox covered his mouth with his hands and yawned, his eyes shone with mist.She looked at Thranduil standing at the door, with a warm sweet smile on her face: "You're back."

Thranduil looked at the little fox's face flushed from sleep, and heard his soft voice next to his ears.The phrase "You're back" entered from the ears and directly conveyed to the heart, causing the heart to start beating faster.He held the hand by the door tightly, and the emotions that were about to surface on his face were finally suppressed into his eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly, and after a while he said lightly: "Your room is on the third floor."

"No." The little fox opened his mouth to retort, "My room is by your side."

"..." Thranduil pursed his lips, turned his head and said indifferently: "It's already violated the law of the woodland to break into the king's bedroom. You can either go back to your room or go to the underground cell."

The little fox lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then lifted the blanket off her body with a natural expression: "The dungeon is the dungeon." After saying that, she got out of bed neatly, and walked out without delay.

Thranduil didn't expect her to hate living on the third floor so much, and would rather live in the dungeon. He glanced back at her, and his blue eyes froze for two seconds.

"Remember to bring me food, thank you." The little fox turned sideways and was about to get out from Thranduil.

"What are you wearing!" Thranduil grabbed the little fox's hand and pulled her back.

The little fox replied with a puzzled look: "A skirt." It was just for sleeping~ The little fox looked down at his clothes.The white suspender skirt exposed a large part of the chest and a large part of the back. The skirt could protect the lower body, and the two white and slender legs were exposed to the outside.

In fact, she originally wanted to seduce Thranduil.It's just that I accidentally fell asleep and didn't grasp the timing.But it doesn't matter, no, isn't a new use coming?

Thranduil has never seen such a revealing skirt in his life for thousands of years, and he gritted his teeth as he almost ruined his image and said in a cold voice with no expression on his irritable face: "Change it!"

"No, my dress is pretty." As he spoke, the little fox held the hem of the skirt and lifted it slightly, making a cute curtsy.

The already short and ugly skirt was even more exposed when it was lifted, Thranduil turned his head hastily, under the fluttering silver hair, the pointed ears hidden inside were slightly pink.

"It doesn't look good at all, replace it!" Thranduil emphasized.

"If you don't change it, I'll just wear this!" The little fox's tone also became tough: "Let me go, I'm going to the dungeon!"

"Don't go!" Thranduil snapped.

"Why! I want to live in a dungeon!" The little fox said hard.

"If I say no, I won't go!" Thranduil pinched the little fox's arm with one hand to prevent her from going, and closed the door forcefully with the other hand.

The little fox stared up at him: "Either let me stay here, or let me go to the dungeon, you choose one!"

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