[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

In the early morning, Father Sun climbed up the mountain step by step from the east with slow steps.Cute birds chirping and flying across the sky, they are looking for food for the new day.

Insects chirping and birds chirping, nature's vibrant movement accompanied by golden sunlight shining into the house from the window, strongly suppressing the light of the oil lamp to the corner.

A dark red veil densely woven with gold thread covers the large and soft bed, and the silver-white and pure black hairs are intertwined, as if they were born to be fused together.The handsome man and the beautiful girl cuddled together intimately, the beauty was a bit distorted, like a work of art completed by an oil painting master with all his heart.

"Seran..." The girl leaned against the man, put her hand on his chest and unconsciously grasped his collar, then slowly let it go, and then slowly tightened it again.

The flimsy fabric couldn't resist the feeling of the little girl's restless claws. The hard nails almost penetrated the clothes and touched the skin on the chest. She slowly scratched the chest and tightened her fingers. It was itchy and slightly prickly. The pain penetrated directly into the heart.

The thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the blue light poured out as the eyelids were lifted.Thranduil lowered his eyes to look at the hands that were messing with his chest, and let out an indiscernible sigh from his light-colored thin lips.

From last night to now, he closed his eyes countless times, but never fell asleep.The reason is all because of the nagging little fox beside him.

I don't know if she did it on purpose, every time he adapts to a posture and feels sleepy.She began to move left and right in various ways, which made him restless and sleepless.Sometimes he really wanted to pick her up, shake her awake, and throw her out of the room.However, whenever he had such irritable thoughts, the woman began to mutter some dream words to please him as if she could see through his heart.

for example...

"Favorite.. Seran..." The girl grabbed the man's chest skirt, her pink lips slightly parted, muttering vague dreams.

Sly fox, Thranduil thought to himself looking at the sleeping girl with her eyes closed.

...

When the sun had completely risen from the mountain, the industrious elves also walked out of the house to start their day's work.Although Thranduil hadn't slept all night, he was a little mentally exhausted now.But his own sense of responsibility to the country has always driven him to work hard.

The silver-haired man gently removed the black-haired girl's hands and feet from his body. He turned over neatly, and just sat on the edge of the bed and was about to get up and leave the bed when the clothes behind him were suddenly grabbed.

Thranduil frowned, and looked behind him.

"Good morning!" The little fox smiled energetically, "Did you sleep well last night?"

She did it on purpose, Thranduil looked at the little fox coolly.Knowing that I was tortured by her last night, I didn't sleep all night...

Thranduil raised his hand to brush away the little fox's hand grabbing his clothes.

The little fox smiled, let go of the cloth following Thranduil's strength, and grabbed his hand with his backhand.

"You seem to be in a bad mood?" She crawled over and hugged his arm: "Didn't sleep well last night?" She smiled, her eyes bent into crescents: "Why didn't you sleep well?"

"You don't know why I didn't sleep well?" Thranduil looked at the little fox expressionlessly.

"I don't know." The little fox blinked innocently: "Could it be because of me?"

Pretend!

Thranduil turned his head coldly, his arms twitched: "Let go."

"Did I do something last night?" The little fox didn't want to let go of Thranduil, not only did she not let go, but she leaned even more on him.

Following the little fox's questioning, various ambiguous images from last night appeared in Thranduil's mind uncontrollably.He pursed his lips, and after a while he said dryly: "No, it's just that you always talk in your sleep and disturb me."

"I was talking in my sleep?" The little fox slightly widened his eyes, as if surprised: "What did I say?"

I like Thranduil best.

The girl's soft whispers in sleep suddenly sounded in her ears, and under the cover of her long silver hair, she was slightly pink.Thranduil's face was tense, and he said coldly: "You have too many questions."

"Hmm." The little fox closed his mouth, looking at Thranduil with big eyes flickering.

"Since you're awake, get up and wash yourself, and then go downstairs to have breakfast." Thranduil twisted his neck firmly, but didn't turn his head to meet the little fox's eyes.

Breakfast, as soon as he heard this word, the little fox felt his stomach start to growl.She nodded: "Okay, I see."

.........

"Go." After waiting for a long time and seeing no movement from the little fox hugging him, Thranduil frowned and lowered his eyes, but finally turned around and urged.

"Good morning kiss." Seeing Thranduil finally looking back at him, the little fox immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile, and pursed his pink lips slightly.

Thranduil, who had never been asked for a kiss so bluntly, didn't know how to react for a while.

"Just once." The little fox shook Thranduil's arm lightly: "Gently." She smiled coquettishly.

Thranduil turned his head away again, and said in a pretendingly calm voice: "If you delay any longer, there will be no breakfast."

"It doesn't matter." The little fox shrugged indifferently: "If you kiss me, my stomach will be filled with you."

Thranduil pursed his lips: "Stop making trouble."

The little fox tilted his head slightly to check Thranduil's expression, it was flat and there was no emotion at all.She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, and an idea was about to move in her mind.The little fox knelt by the bed, straightened his upper body, and let go of Thranduil's arm with both hands.

Thranduil felt that the person close to him left completely, and the commotion that made him flustered was suddenly poured with cold water.He was sensitive to the changes in himself, and his mood became more complicated.

Suddenly, a hand came across from the side and pinched his chin.Thranduil was startled, and before he realized what was going on, his chin was pinched and his face turned away.

Boo!