Fenghua listened to the interesting story from Mr. Malov's mouth as she caught a glimpse of Bethel out of the corner of her eye.

The fairy, who was born white and beautiful, quietly took a sip of red wine in his two small hands, frowned, two blushes appeared on his cheeks, and took another sip after swallowing.

She didn't stop it, and Meimu turned back and asked, "And then?" Has the princess been rescued? ”

Mr. Malouf shook his head and sighed, "No." The evil dragon was so powerful that many dragon slaying warriors who went to that mountain were all heard from as a result. ”

"Everyone said that the warriors were eaten by the evil dragon, and there were no bones left, so over time, even if the king kept increasing the reward for rescuing the princess and killing the evil dragon, there were fewer warriors who went to slay the dragon."

"Finally, it was not until the king decreed that whoever could rescue the princess from the dragon should marry her, that the princes of the neighboring countries were attracted to him......"

The more Fenghua listened, the more I felt that this story was a little familiar.

Isn't it one of the fairy tales, the dragon and the princess?

She blinked, a flash of light flashed in her dark red jewel-like pupils, and she suddenly had an idea.

……

After dinner, Mrs. Malov instructed the maid to take Fenghua and Bethel to the room to rest.

Fenghua got up, "Bethel ......"

She turned her head to look.

Bethel sat obediently on the chair in front of the dining table, her white and tender little face was red, as if dyed with two delicate and touching rouges, and her ice blue and dark red eyes were watery, filled with a faint drunkenness.

Innocent and seductive.

“…… Frances...... Big...... Person. "The drunken elf was holding a transparent empty wine glass that was left over, and even his voice was soft and sweet," ...... Drink it, you ...... Would you like to take a sip? ”

Next to her, Maria, who was obediently drinking milk, threw herself into the soft and fragrant arms of her mother, Mrs. Maroff, with a shy face, and said in a sweet and coquettish tone: "Mommy, Mommy, can I marry Bethel when I grow up?" ”

Her Majesty smiled slightly, and replied to her in her heart: No, yes, yes, oh.

In other women who dare to covet her male pet with bad intentions, Fenghua will definitely be unkind to her.

But Maria is just an underage little girl, and Fenghua only treats her as a childlike and does not take it seriously.

Mrs. Marloff obviously couldn't take it seriously, so she touched her daughter's reddish-brown hair and said with a smile: "Maria, what about this question, Mommy said it doesn't matter, you have to ask our noble and lovely little guest Bethel himself if he agrees." ”

So, Maria shrunk out of her mother's arms, jumped off the seat, stepped on the wooden floor with her little red bow leather shoes, ran to Bethel, and asked reservedly and shyly: "Bethel, you are so good-looking, I want to marry when I grow up, do you say okay?" ”

“……”

Bethel didn't give the little girl a look, her small body turned, stretched out two white and tender little hands towards Fenghua, and spit out a drunken and slightly drunk word with her red mouth: "Hug." ”

It's really cute.

Fenghua's aunt's heart suddenly softened, and she gently and skillfully picked up the little child elf.

Bethel's soft breath was on her white neck, her long ice-silver hair was pressed against her cheeks, and she lay on her shoulder, her little head moved, and her mouth unconsciously shouted, "Lord Francis...... You can't leave Bethel behind...... Oh. ”