Chapter 1170: The Elven Prince Is Immortal and Beautiful (46)
Then, the woman's slender white legs swept through the air, and her knees rested lightly and slowly on the bed, kneeling beside the boy's body.
This action ignites the lust floating in the air.
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At night, the Katheran Palace is draped in a veil, and the corners of the castle's faΓ§ade are filled with fragrant roses, which are diluted by the faint scent of the night's lattice windows.
In the moonlight, the woman's skin was pale as if it would glow, stained with fine and crystal beads of sweat.
The waistline is beautiful and white, and the hem undulates a charming arc.
Long burgundy hair and long icy silver hair are intertwined, swaying on the snow-white pillow.
The young man's expression was detached, his lips were as white as roses, and he bit down on the red tooth marks, and a broken moan overflowed from the depths of his throat: "Hmm...... Mistress Frances......"
"Bethel, I will allow you to call it kindly." Fenghua put his hands on the young man's shoulders softly, lowered his slender white waist, and kissed his rippling lips, "Let's change the name." β
It's all about having been laid, so there's no need to call adults and adults anymore.
A young man who is as beautiful as an angel in deep love, his face is as red as a peach blossom, and his eyes are full of broken light with ice blue and dark red.
At this moment, the brain can't turn to think, but between the thin and red lips, a title involuntarily escapes: "Xixi ......"
"This title ......" Fenghua tilted his head, thought about it, and commented: "It's not bad." β
Her Majesty the Empress found it acceptable.
She stretched out her fingertips and picked up the young man's delicate jaw: "Good, call again." β
Bethel pursed her lips, her voice soft and cute, dyed with a hint of lustful hoarseness: "...... Sissy. β
Like.
I like you so much.
"Ding! The target character, Bethel, has a friendship of 10 and a strategy completion of 90!"
The young man took the initiative to raise his head, his slender red lips touched hers, and then shouted: "Sissy." β
"It's really unbearable......" She chuckled, retracted her arms, her slender white legs wrapped around the young man's waist, her dark red eyes were as beautiful as jewels, and a trace of cunning and stubborn light suddenly flashed, and her red lips lazily spit out charming words: "Bethel, pick me up, let's change positions, okay?" β
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Where can the elf boy say badly?
The four corners of the court bed are carved Roman bedposts that rise high to the ceiling depicted with ukiyo-e paintings, and are surrounded by elegant, heavily printed silk curtains.
The curtain that hung on the ground around the bed tied a knot in the center of the palace-style bed, like a huge swing.
The boy picked up the snow-white woman and sat on the swing.
Dangling.
Ups and downs.
A pure black curtain printed with a bright rose flower pattern swaying and dancing.
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The day after Queen Caroline's accession to the throne, Fenghua and Bethel left the Kingdom of Cartherland under the farewell of the Queen and the Duke's ministers.
Together, they went to the countries surrounding the Kingdom of Katherland to gain the faith of their subjects.
After the divine power was restored and strengthened, and there was no longer a need to deliberately create the kind character of the Dark Goddess in the human realm, Fenghua took the elf boy back to the Night Castle in the far west of the Enchanted Forest.
"Bethel, this is where we will live in the future."
Her Majesty the Empress opened her arms slightly, and looked at the vigor of the country I laid for you.